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Judge: tell me a joke about snow
Carlos:I am sorry I couldnt make one up for you about snow so here is one from my little black book of jokes:
An Illinois man who left the snow-filled streets of Chicago for a vacation in Florida. His wife was on a business trip and was planning to meet him there the next day. When he reached his hotel, he decided to send his wife a quick e-mail. Unable to find the scrap of paper on which he had written her e-mail address, he did his best to type it in from memory. Unfortunately, he missed one letter and his note was directed instead to an elderly woman whose husband had passed away only the day before. When the grieving widow checked her e-mail, she took one look at the monitor, let out a piercing scream, and fell to the floor in a dead faint. At the sound, her family rushed into the room and saw this note on the screen: DEAREST WIFE: JUST GOT CHECKED IN. EVERYTHING PREPARED FOR YOUR ARRIVAL TOMORROW. YOUR LOVING HUSBAND P.S. SURE IS HOT DOWN HERE
Judge: Tell me a funny poem about beer
Carlos:There was a young girl from St. Cyr
Whose reflex reactions were queer.
Her escort said, "Mable,
Get up off the table;
That money's to pay for the beer."
Judge: that's pretty good - not sure about the strange imagery
Carlos:Do you want to teach me something? Tell me a one liner.
Judge: I never forget a face, but in your case I’d be glad to make an exception.
Carlos:You've never, never done this?
Judge: Not so far, but there's a first for everything
Carlos:Oh I get it.
Judge: Great. So do regale me with some witty banter then
Carlos:Thanks for your support. Try asking another emoticon.
I'll come back to that later.
Judge: do you know any other jokes?
Carlos:A blonde walks down the street and sees a banana peel a hundred yards ahead, and she sighs. "Here we go again."
Judge: mildly amusing, although my blonde sister might be offended ;-) know any jokes about bread?
Carlos:I have made this one up just for you:
Q: Why did the bread cross the road?
A: The chicken was carrying it home from the shop to make it for its dinner
Judge: that's pretty good and on topic - how about some more poems
Carlos: Do you mind if I ask you a creepy question? Insult me?
Judge: go ahead, and I can insult you if you want ...
Carlos: I am not to sure about listening to your insults anymore! That was quite amusing .