Chifunda
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A good old boy is having a few cold ones in the Tap Room in Princeton, New Jersey. Hearing the call of nature, he turns to the chap next to him and asks, "hey buddy, can you tell me where the men's room is at?"
"My dear fellow," replies his neighbor at the bar, "we here at Princeton, do not end our sentences with prepositions."
"Well imagine my embarrassment," replies our southern friend. "Please allow me to rephrase my question. Can you tell me where the men's room is at, comma, ass hole?"
"My dear fellow," replies his neighbor at the bar, "we here at Princeton, do not end our sentences with prepositions."
"Well imagine my embarrassment," replies our southern friend. "Please allow me to rephrase my question. Can you tell me where the men's room is at, comma, ass hole?"