Hodmedod.one Posted March 23, 2006 Report Share Posted March 23, 2006 A man is waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and informs the dad that his son was born without a torso, arms or legs. The son is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can, with love and compassion. After 18 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink. Dad takes him to the pub, tearfully tells the son he is proud of him and orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the locals looking on curiously, and the landlord shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol. Bang! A torso pops out! The bar is dead silent; then bursts into a whoop of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The locals chant "Have another drink!" The landlord shakes his head in dismay. Bang! Two arms pops out! The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant "Have another drink!" The landlord ignores the whole affair. By now the boy is getting tipsy, and with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Bang! Two legs pop out. The pub is in chaos. The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God. The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left....then to the right.... through the front door, into the street, where a truck runs over him and kills him instantly. The pub falls silent. The father moans in grief. The landlord sighs, stares into the boy's empty glass, and says... "He should have quit while he was a head!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
henry d Posted March 23, 2006 Report Share Posted March 23, 2006 Tears in my eyes Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Browning GTS Posted March 23, 2006 Report Share Posted March 23, 2006 The farmer whittled the stick as the tourist approached him. 'How long to get to the nearest town, Paddy?' came the nasal enquiry from the rich American. The farmer continued to whittle and started to whistle too. 'I said how long to get to the nearest town, Paddy?' No reply. Just whistle and whittle. 'Gee, Paddy, I've been a walkin' all day. Couldn't you just tell me how aw heck, what's the use,' and the American walked away from the farmer in disgust. He had gone about a hundred yards when the farmer called him back. Exasperated, the American returned. 'It will take you about an hour,' said the farmer. 'Gee, thanks Paddy. But why didn't you tell me that in the first place?' 'Had to see how fast you could walk first,' said the farmer. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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