Sick. And twisted. Like a pretzel with dysentery. Oh, how my heart swells with emotion!
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1 comment:
I've only heard two funny 9/11 jokes in almost 7 years.
One was comedian/radio personality Artie Lange talking about a date with a female FDNY firefighter...and she said the only thing in my life worse than this date was 9/11.
The other was David Cross talking about the New York, New York Casino in Las Vegas, NV and what an employee could have felt at work on 9/11...
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