A kid in a fedora

[Spect]

This is one of my favorite jokes ever:

One afternoon a traveling salesman happens across a well kept house in a suburban neighborhood; he knocks on the door and waits patiently. No answer. A loud jazzy tune is coming from inside, so someone is obviously home but might not have been able to hear the knock so after a moment, he decides to knock again. This time he hears some shuffling in the house and the door opens. Behind the door is a boy who looks to be about eight years old, in one hand he’s holding a scotch on the rocks and in the other a large cigar. He’s dressed in a pair of plain white briefs, tube socks, a cape and a fedora. The salesman taken back by the boys appearance stammers, “Ex-excuse me Son, is your Mother or Father home?”

The kid takes a long draw on his cigar and takes a long look at the sales guy before briefly taking stock of himself, then looking back at the sales guy before replying incredulously, “What the F*^% do you think?”

well done!

[CBI_2]

Very good.

[G G]

hah totally awesome

Hey! Who ratted me out? I never told that story to anyone.