Hasbro's easy cake BFP!
All the kids will want one for Christmas!
Ok....crotchety old fart subsiding. Yes....I do enjoy poop humor....or the pictures I have somewhere from days gone by.
My favorite?
"So Joe how did you get in this business?"
Well a long time ago when I was a little boy I always knew my calling. I would go around the farm and woods exploring my world. I knew early on the value of reading piles of shit. I was often heard saying, "Ahh...rabbit shit, (sniff sniff) he will die soon." Sure enough, usually within a day or two that rabbit would have a hunk of lead, or hunks(shotgun) in his vital places thus making him...well dead. I became somewhat of a "shit prophet" if you will.
Then one fateful day my 6th grade teacher asked around the class, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I became very excited because I KNEW IMMEDIATELY! Of course when it was my turn I immediately answered "A shit detective!"
Of course my teacher looked aghast and said, "Joseph do not use that word please!"
I felt bad about offending my teacher but was also confused, yet I pressed on, "Sorry ma'am, a shit inspector."
At this point she turned red a bit, I'm pretty sure she choked back a giggle as well, I don't know what she thought was funny. "Don't use that word again Joseph! Next time I'm sending you to the office!"
I'm thinking, damn lady it's my dream. What the hell you gettin yet panties in a wad over.
So I dug deep, had to find a word that wouldn't make her pissy again. One kid had already said he wanted to be a cowboy so I had this locked. "Um, I guess I wanna be a shit Wrangler."
Well she sent me directly to the office. Back then they whooped your ass with a paddle. The principal explained the problem."
And that, is how it happened.