Curly was pretty worried. His girl friend was pregnant and he was going to have to take a blood test to see if he was the father. He was scared shitless when he went in to take the test but when he came out he was all smiles.
"Can they prove you're the father?" asked his buddy Larry.
"Ain't no way," replied Curly, "the dumb-ass nurse took the blood sample from my finger!"
I meant the word smartass in the most affectionately friendly, joking manner. I appreciate you, LTD. I’m not dyslexic, myself, but I know I have ADD and OCD and probably lots of other letters of the alphabet.
I like to carry a couple of those clad fifty cent rounds, hand 'em to any young cashiers, especially at Wally World and watch their faces, priceless.
Had 'em ask if the coin is real, call their manager or supervisor over to ask if they can except them. PRICELESS!