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The ticket agent at the theater asked, "Sir, what's that on your shoulder?" The old knife maker said, "That's my pet rooster, Chuck. Wherever I go, Chuck goes." "I'm sorry, sir," said the ticket agent.
"We can't allow animals in the theater." The old Knfe Maker went around the corner and stuffed the bird down his overalls. Then he returned to the booth, bought a ticket, and entered the theater. He sat down next to two old women named Mildred and Marge. The movie started and the rooster began to squirm.
The old Knife Maker unbuttoned his fly so Chucky could stick his
head out and watch the movie. "Marge," whispered Mildred. "What?" said Marge. "I think the guy next to me is a pervert." "What makes you think so?" asked Marge. "He undid his pants and he has his thing out", whispered Mildred.
"Well, don't worry about it", said Marge.
"Hell, at our age, we've seen 'em all." "I thought so too", said Mildred, "But this one's eatin' my popcorn."
"We can't allow animals in the theater." The old Knfe Maker went around the corner and stuffed the bird down his overalls. Then he returned to the booth, bought a ticket, and entered the theater. He sat down next to two old women named Mildred and Marge. The movie started and the rooster began to squirm.
The old Knife Maker unbuttoned his fly so Chucky could stick his
head out and watch the movie. "Marge," whispered Mildred. "What?" said Marge. "I think the guy next to me is a pervert." "What makes you think so?" asked Marge. "He undid his pants and he has his thing out", whispered Mildred.
"Well, don't worry about it", said Marge.
"Hell, at our age, we've seen 'em all." "I thought so too", said Mildred, "But this one's eatin' my popcorn."
