Kent McKamy of KentsUsDrive has begun posting on his blog again! Stop by and check his adventures while traveling the byways of this beautiful country! He also sends excellent groaners and jokes. Today's contribution is almost but not quite a groaner and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!!!!!
I'm still reeling (and groaning and laughing) from the groaner he sent that was rather risque and I'm trying to decide if I want to risk offending anyone. Y'all are welcome to tell me what y'all think.
A duck walks into a pub and orders a pint of beer and a ham sandwich.
The barman looks at him and says, "Hang on! You're a duck."
"I see your eyes are working," replies the duck.
"And you can talk!" exclaims the barman.
"I see your ears are working, too," says the duck. "Now if you don't mind,can I have my beer and my sandwich please?"
"Certainly, sorry about that." says the barman as he pulls the duck's pint. "It's just we don't get many ducks in this pub. What are you doing round this way?"
"I'm working on the building site across the road," explained the duck. "I'm a drywaller."
The flabbergasted barman cannot believe the duck and wants to learn more, but takes the hint when the duck pulls out a newspaper from his bag and proceeds to read it. So, the duck reads his paper, drinks his beer, eats his sandwich, bids the barman good day and leaves. The same thing happened every day for two weeks.
Then one day the circus came to town. The ringmaster came into the pub for a pint and the barman asked, "You're with the circus, aren't you? I know this duck that could be just brilliant in your circus. He talks, drinks beer, eats sandwiches, reads the newspaper and everything!"
"Sounds marvelous," said the ringmaster and handed over his business card. "Tell him to give me a call."
The next day when the duck came in the pub the barman said, "Hey, Mr.Duck, I reckon I can line you up with a top job, paying really good money."
"I'm always looking for the next job,' says the duck. "Where is it?"
"At the circus!" says the barman.
"The circus?" repeats the duck incredulously.
"That's right." replies the barman.
"The circus?" the duck asks again. "That place with the big tent?"
"Yeah," the barman replies.
"With all the animals who live in cages and performers who live in caravans?" says the duck.
"Of course!" the barman replies.
"And the tent has canvas sides and a big canvas roof with a hole in the middle?" persists the duck.
"That's right!" says the barman.
The duck shakes his head in amazement, and says . . .
"What the hell would they want with a drywaller!!!!!!!??????"