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Dear DEVILer,
I went to a sports bar with my wife last
night. Locals were shouting "pedophile!"
and other names at me, just because my
wife is 21 and I'm 50.
It completely spoiled our 10th.
anniversary.
Ken Y., Williamstown, NJ
From outside, the Florida sunlight poured
into the little motel bedroom. He stretched
himself comfortably on the pillows and
puffed thoughtfully on a cigarette. Next to
him, cuddled in his arms,
she sighed gently.
“Honey,” she cooed,
“don’t you think it’s about
time we got married?”
“Sweetie,” he said, as he tossed his
cigarette out the window, “who the hell
would have us?”
Al & Alice Cleveland, OH
“Say, Katie, how did you make out in
that strip poker game last night?”
“Oh, I showed them a thing or two.”
MY KIND OF JOB
Early politicians required feedback from the public to determine what
the people considered important. Since there were no telephones, TV's
or radios, the politicians sent their assistants to local taverns, pubs, and
bars.
They were told to 'go sip some Ale
and listen to people's conversations and
political concerns. Many assistants
were dispatched at different times.
'You go sip here' and 'You go sip there.'
The two words 'go sip' were eventually combined when referring to the
local opinion and, thus we have the term 'gossip'.
Dear DEVILer,
I was throwing a birthday party for my 12 year-old granddaughter, and
had gone all out..... I had it catered, hired a DJ, and also a clown.
Just before the party started, two dirty looking guys showed up with
hand saws, axes and ropes asking to clean up our storm ravaged yard.
They really looked like bums in need of a few dollars… and feeling
sorry for them I told them that I would hire them to cleanup all the
branches and downed trees out back. Gratefully, they headed to the rear
of the house.
The guests arrived, and all was going well with the children having a
wonderful time. But the clown hadn't shown up. About a half hour into
the party, the clown finally called, (with a really lame excuse that I won’t go
into here), saying that he probably wouldn’t make the party. He sounded
as if he’d had a few too much to drink!
Oh, I was so very disappointed and I
unsuccessfully tried to entertain the children myself.
Then I happened to look out the window and saw
one of the bums doing cartwheels across the lawn. I
watched in awe as he swung from tree branches, did
mid-air flips, and leaped high in the air.
So I went outside and spoke to the other bum, I
said, "What your friend is doing is absolutely
marvelous. I have never seen such a thing. Do you
think your friend would consider repeating this performance for the
children at my granddaughter’s birthday party? I would pay him $50!"
The other bum says, "Well, I dunno. Let me ask him. 'HEY WALLY!
FOR $50, WOULD YOU CHOP OFF ANOTHER TOE?"
Next time I’ll call DEVILer Entertainment!
Anna W., Vineland, NJ
Hey DEVILer,
If I had a dollar for every time I was called a Shit Head, I
would have over a thousand dollars.
Shit Head, Penns Grove, NJ
Hey DEVILer Editor,
I’ve dedicated my life to fighting poverty… this morning I
punched a poor old tramp. At least I think he was poor… he only
had 93 cents in his pockets. George S., Gloucester City, NJ (just kidding!)
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The South Jersey DEVILer/ Definition: OLD MAID, (noun) A woman who’s been good for nothing.