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Writing, comics and random thoughts from really a rather vulgar man
Two dead babies walk into a bar . . . 
Sunday, January 27th, 2008 | 01:23 pm [dead babies, humor]
Woo-hoo! Barack Obama whipped Hillary Clinton's pant-suit-wearing ass last night in the South Carolina primary, temporarily interupting her rote, lifeless, inevitable march to the Democratic nomination. Not only did Obama win, he got 55% of the popular vote. Clinton, in second place, got 27%. Barack doubled-up on the bitch. So you know what that means . . . Dead Baby Jokes to celebrate! Behold:

How do you know when a baby is a dead baby?
The dog plays with it more.

What's the difference between a truck full of bowling balls and a truck full of dead babies?
You can't unload a truck full of bowling balls with a pitchfork.

How do you make a dead baby float?
Take your foot off of its head.

What's worse than fucking a dead baby?
Fucking a dead baby filled with razor blades.

How do you get 100 babies into a bucket?
With a blender.

What's worse than finding 7 dead babies in 1 trash can?
Finding 1 dead baby in 7 trash cans.

Thank you! I'm a horrible person! Good night!
Sunday, January 27th, 2008 | 11:23 pm (UTC)
An alternative punchline:

How do you make a dead bay float? Add root beer.

What's the difference between a Rolls Royce and a pile of dead babies? I don't have a Rolls Royce in my garage.

What do you get when you nail a dead baby to a tree? An erection.
Monday, January 28th, 2008 | 03:34 pm (UTC)
Love the alternative punchline to the float joke. Better than the one I posted. How about this one:

What's pale and bounces up and down in a crib?
A pedophile's ass.
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