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"Okay, Bobby. What team are you a fan of?"
"The Red Sox."
"Why's that?"
"Well, my parents are both Red Sox fans, so I'm a Red Sox fan too."
"That's not a good answer, Bobby. If your parents were both morons, would you be a moron too?"
"No, that would make me a Yankees fan!"
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They amble down the same woodland path, walk by the same big oak tree, go past the same golf course and come to the same spot against the fence where they first made love. The husband says, "Come on, let's see if we've still got it in us!"
The wife replies, "Oh, go on then!"
She pulls up her skirt and petticoats and he slowly unbuckles his belt and pulls down his trousers. Afterwards the man says, "You were better than you were thirty years ago!"
To which his wife replies, "That fence wasn't electrified thirty years ago!"
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Bill turnes to Bob and says, 'What the hell are you doing?'
Bob says, 'Don't worry—my brother does it all the time.' So on they go, and — bam! — 85 mph through another red light!
Again Bob says, 'Don't worry, my brother does it all the time!' Then they're driving along and coming up on another red light, and as soon as it turns green, Bob jams on the breaks and skids to a stop!
Bill looks over and says, 'What the hell is wrong with you, you jerk? The damn light is green. Why did you stop?'
Bob says, 'My brother may have been coming the other way!'
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When the police arrived they shot her for waving a firearm.
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