Quote from nutmeg:
That is so funny. Reminded me of customer who stuttered and asked to speak to the boss. My boss was about 75 years old and hard of hearing. That was a comedy of errors that went on and on, back and forth. My boss lost his patience and yelled out "Someone help this boy".
I had a customer, an elderly lady, who stuttered horribly. I drove down to see her, took my wife with me. We had lunch. She was so loveable, and talked and talked, and believe me, it took a lot of concentration to understand. At the end she thanked us profusely for letting her speak, paying attention to her. I was overwhelmed by her sincerity, and started thinking what it must be like.
I only hope, on Judgement day, after God sees all these jokes, he remembers my shining moment.
So lo -l-l--l-l-o-o--o-o-o-n-n-ng.
Many years ago, I llived in a town with a preppy expensive college, Hartwick College. I was dating a girl who had gone to Herkimer County Community College. I was wearing her tee shirt with HCCC on it in the town of Hartwick College whose undergrads were ellitist assholes for the most part.. I also had her pantys on, and shoved a tampon up my ass, but that 's another story.
Everybody smoozin' drinkin'. Some Hartwick College undergrad comes up, pokes his index finger in my chest. '"Wuz that HCCC stand for" he asked staggering all over. I didn't know hiim so I just said, "Ha-a-a--r-r-r--wa-wa-wa-ick C-c-c-c-c-c-o LLEGE."
How I 've lived this long, I dunno.