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Subject: Sick Humor
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Date: Tue, 21-Aug-84 11:51:41 EDT
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[Row, row, row your bits, gently down the stream...]


"Yes," said the cannibal after dinner, "my wife makes a good soup, but I'm sure
going to miss her."
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"Why don't you come to dinner tonight," says the first cannibal.  "We're having
my mother-in-law."

"I don't like your mother-in-law," says the second cannibal.

"In that case," says the first, "just come for dessert and coffee."
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Q: What's the best way to call a mean gorilla?
A: Long distance.
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During a portion of Beethovan's Ninth Symphony in which there are no bass
violin parts, one of the bassists passes a bottle of scotch around.  The bass
section becomes totally looped, but the conductor remains unaware of what's
going on.  His assistant decides he must let him know, so he passes him a note:
"Top of the Ninth, Basses loaded."
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My darling wife was always glum.
I drowned her in a cask of rum,
And so made sure that she would stay
in better spirits night and day.


Jokes by Paul Dickson