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P3nT's joke about shrinks

Started by P3nT4gR4m, February 16, 2013, 05:35:18 PM

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crossposted from batshit-r-us forum...

Once upon a time, there's these two blind guys, sent into a room to deal with with an elephant. The guy at the front is describing the feeling of a snake, on account of the pachyderm is investigating him with it's trunk. Meanwhile the guy at the back is agreeing with this assessment cos, well, it's a bull elephant.

Meanwhile the elephant is all, like "yeah call me whatever you want but can you help me, I'm in this room and I've no idea how I got here?" Of course the elephant isn't actually saying this out loud cos it can't talk (this story is a bit weird, granted but it's not that weird) but that's pretty much what it's thinking.

So the next thing is the guy at the back freaks out completely and starts screaming "SNAKE" over and over. He grabs a shovel that happens to be nearby and takes a hard swing at the "snake". Luckily for his snake the elephant's balls take the brunt of the impact. Unluckily for the fella at the front this doesn't make the elephant feel any better about the situation.

Somehow the guy at the back manages to get a shot of tranquiliser into the elephant (don't ask) and our friend Dumbo goes down like a ton of bricks would if they were capable of choosing to fall in animal shapes that day.

The two blind guys leave the room,  proudly proclaiming "We have vanquished the serpents!"

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