Clyde died in a fire and was burnt pretty bad and the morgue needed someone to identify the body. So his two best friends, Jim Bob and Billy Bob, were sent for.
Jim Bob went in and the mortician pulled back the sheet. Jim Bob said "Yup, he's burnt pretty bad. Roll him over." So the mortician rolled him over and Jim Bob looked down and said "Nope, it ain't Clyde". The mortician thought that was rather strange.
Then he brought Billy Bob in to identify the body and Billy Bob took a look at him and said "Yup, he's burnt real bad, roll him over". The mortician rolled him over and Billy Bob looked down and said "No, it ain't Clyde".
The mortician asked "How can you tell?"
Billy Bob said "Well, Clyde had two assholes."
"What? He had two assholes?" said the mortician.
"Yup, everyone in town knew he had two assholes. Every time we went to town, folks would say 'Here comes Clyde with them two assholes'."
Jim Bob went in and the mortician pulled back the sheet. Jim Bob said "Yup, he's burnt pretty bad. Roll him over." So the mortician rolled him over and Jim Bob looked down and said "Nope, it ain't Clyde". The mortician thought that was rather strange.
Then he brought Billy Bob in to identify the body and Billy Bob took a look at him and said "Yup, he's burnt real bad, roll him over". The mortician rolled him over and Billy Bob looked down and said "No, it ain't Clyde".
The mortician asked "How can you tell?"
Billy Bob said "Well, Clyde had two assholes."
"What? He had two assholes?" said the mortician.
"Yup, everyone in town knew he had two assholes. Every time we went to town, folks would say 'Here comes Clyde with them two assholes'."
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