From: utzoo!decvax!duke!unc!bte
Newsgroups: net.jokes,net.jokes.d
Title: C'mon, folks
Article-I.D.: unc.3790
Posted: Sat Aug  7 16:31:46 1982
Received: Sun Aug  8 00:35:39 1982


     
  All this garbage about sexist, ethnic, whatnot jokes does *not*
belong on net.jokes, but on net.jokes.d, which was created for that
express purpose. I also wish to say that everyone who subscibes to
net.jokes should read net.jokes.d as well.
     


  A man's father died. The body was kept, as was custom, in the man's
house until the funeral was held. Before that happened, though, the man's
best friend invited him down to the local pub. The man said, "I can't! I
have to keep watch over my father's body!" To which the response came,
"Well, bring him with us! The pub'll be crowded, we'll order three
drinks at a time, and we'll alternate taking the third drink between us."
  The man eventually agreed, so they went down. After an hour or so, the
two men were both roaring drunk (the father was very good at holding his
liquor, so didn't seem drunk at all). One said, "I'm going to the Little
Boy's Room". The other went with him. While they were away, the pub
tender came over and cleaned the table. In doing so, he knocked the dead
man over. The two drunks came back to see the keeper standing over the
corpse, feeling for a pulse. The keeper saw them and cried out,
     "I wouldn't a touched him, but he drew a gun on me!"