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The Purple Joke
There once was a purple man who lived in a purple house in a purple village outside a purple city in a purple country on a purple world far far away. One day, he decided to go on a road trip to the nearby purple city. So he got into his purple car, drove out of his purple garage, and hit the purple road. He drove for purple hour after purple hour, finally stopping at a purple motel off the purple interstate. He got the purple key from the purple nightclerk and went up to his purple room, where he slept a purple night away with purple dreams.
He woke up the next purple morning, got out of puurple bed, dropped the purple key off with the purple clerk, and got in his purple car. He drove straight into the purple city. He reached a purple hotel, got his purple key from the perple clerk, and dropped his stuff off at his purple room. He then went to the purple buffet for a purple meal.
He asked the purple matre'd, "Where's the purple chicken?"
"It's on that purple table over there," said the purple matre'd.
The man walked over to the line at the purple table and put some purple chicken on his purple plate. He then returned to the matre'd. "Where's the purple potatoes?"
"Over on that purple table," said the purple matre'd.
The man walked over to the line at that purple table and put some purple potatoes on his purple plate. He walked back to the matre'd, and asked, "Where is the purple punch?"
The matre'd sighed. "I'm sorry, there is no punchline here."
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Writer, Director, Rhetorician | | Birthday |
July 27th, 1987 | | Gamertag |
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