68R/T
I got drunk and swallowed my teeth, now
Beeper goes down to the Patent Office with some of his new designs. He says to the clerk,
"I'd like to register my new invention. It's a folding bottle."
"OK," says the clerk. "What do you call it?"
"A fottle", replies Beeper.
"A fottle? That's a stupid! Can't you think of something else?"
"I can think about it. I've got something else though. It's a
folding carton."
"And what do you call that?" asks the clerk.
"A farton", says the Beep.
"That's rude. You can't possibly call it that!"
"In that case," says Beeper, "you're really going to hate the
name of my folding bucket.
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"I'd like to register my new invention. It's a folding bottle."
"OK," says the clerk. "What do you call it?"
"A fottle", replies Beeper.
"A fottle? That's a stupid! Can't you think of something else?"
"I can think about it. I've got something else though. It's a
folding carton."
"And what do you call that?" asks the clerk.
"A farton", says the Beep.
"That's rude. You can't possibly call it that!"
"In that case," says Beeper, "you're really going to hate the
name of my folding bucket.
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