After having their 11th child, a North Georgia Mountain couple decided 11
> >was enough, as they could not afford a larger bed. So the husband went to
> >his veterinarian and told him that he and his cousin didn't want to have
> >any
> >more children.
> >
> >The doctor told him that there was a procedure called a vasectomy that
> >could
> >fix the problem but that it was expensive. A less costly alternative, said
> >the doctor, was to go home, get a cherry bomb (fireworks are legal in the
> >North Georgia Mountains), light it, put it in an empty beer can, then hold
> >the can up to his ear and count to 10.
> >
> >The redneck said to the doctor, "I may not be the smartest man in the
> >world,
> >but I don't see how putting a cherry bomb in a beer can next to my ear is
> >going to help me." "Trust me," said the doctor.
> >
> >So the man went home, lit a cherry bomb and put it in a beer can. He held
> >the can up to his ear and began to count:
> >
> > "1"
> >
> > "2"
> >
> > "3"
> >
> > "4"
> >
> > "5" ...........
> >
> >At which point he paused, placed the beer can between his legs, and resumed
> >counting on his other hand.
> >
> >This procedure also works in Kentucky, Mississippi, West Virginia,
> >Arkansas,
> >and parts of Missouri.
There will come a day when Barry Bonds leaves baseball, and everything about the game will be the better for it.
Yes doctor, I am sick. Sick of those who are spineless. Sick of those who feel self-entitled. Sick of those who are hypocrites. Yes doctor, an army is forming. Yes doctor, there will be a war. Yes doctor, there will be blood.....