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2004-11-12 6:47 PM Brooms And because it's been so damned serious around here lately . . .
Two brooms were hanging in the closet and after a while they got to know each other so well, they decided to get married. One broom was, of course, the bride broom. The other the groom broom. The bride broom looked very beautiful in her white dress. The groom broom was handsome and suave in his tuxedo. The wedding was lovely. After the wedding, at the wedding dinner, the bride-broom leaned over and said to the groom-broom "I think I am going to have a little whisk broom!" "IMPOSSIBLE !" said the groom broom. Are you ready for this? Brace yourself; this is going to hurt... Really bad... "WE HAVEN'T EVEN SWEPT TOGETHER." My most sincere apologies. Joseph Haines, signing off from The Edge of The Abyss Read/Post Comments (7) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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