On a recent evening a man came up to me at the front desk of my library. He was carrying a large plank of plywood.
On the plywood were copious amounts of what appeared to be a flour and water mix. He might have put yeast in it to make it airier and lighter. He had shaped the mixture into a kind of giant map. There was something I took to be divisions for states, or provinces. He'd created a facsimile of a capito...
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True story at a funeral. This is a story rather than a joke, but there's a funny part.
This probably belongs in r/funny but I'm posting it here because in my reddit experience, those folks have a very narrow sense of humor (Leno/Foxworthy type stuff) - and I wanted to give a bit of a laugh to people.
I also apologize to more sensitive readers because this is a story relating to...