Missionary gets captured by the local ethnics and every day they slash him with a knife and drink a cup of his blood. This goes on for a week, then the missionary calls over the head of the tribe and he says, “Look buddy—I’m tired of being stuck for the drinks.” (Rimshot)
Tourist comes up to the old farmer, says, “Hey, them the Catskill mountains?” Old farmer says, “Nope. Them cats kill mice.”
Missionary gets captured by the local ethnics and every day they slash him with a knife and drink a cup of his blood. This goes on for a week, then the missionary calls over the head of the tribe and he says, “Look buddy—I’m tired of being stuck for the drinks.” (Rimshot)
Tourist comes up to the old farmer, says, “Hey, them the Catskill mountains?” Old farmer says, “Nope. Them cats kill mice.”
I may get well, but I’ll never get better…