Romeo y Juliette 7x50 Connecticut

I have holiday weekend-type stuff on tap for today that may not involve sunshine, pools, cigars, beer, grilling, and laughter. Luckily, my travels will not send me anywhere near the west side of Naptown for reasons that may or may not be clear. You can solve the mystery easily by consulting a map and the sports section of the electronic or paper version of your favorite news source. 

Instead of meaningful content...stop laughing and wipe that spit take coffee from your keyboard...here is a joke for your enjoyment. It may just be adult enough to garner yet another censored warning from the Google overlords. We shall see:

Two old men decide they are close to their last days and decide to have a last night on the town.

After a few drinks, they end up at the local brothel.

The madam takes one look at the two old geezers and whispers to her manager: ‘Go upto the first two bedrooms and put an inflated doll in each bed. These two are so old and drunk, I’m not wasting two of my girls on them. They won’t know the difference’.

The manager does as he is told and the two old men go upstairs and take care of their business.

As they are walking home the first man says “You know, I think my girl was dead’. ”

Dead? says his friend, “Why do you say that?’

‘Well she never moved or made a sound all the time I was loving her’.

His friend says. ‘Could be worse I think mine was a witch’.

‘A witch??….why the hell would you say that?’ ‘

Well, I was making love to her, kissing her on the neck, and I gave her a little bite, then she farted and flew out the window… took my teeth with her!’