Relatively Speaking...


A young punker gets on the crosstown bus. He's got spiked, multicolored hair
that's green, purple, and orange. His clothes are a tattered mix of leather 
rags. His legs are bare and he's without shoes. His entire face and body are
riddled with pierced jewelry and his earrings are big, bright feathers. 

He sits down in the only vacant seat, directly across from an old man who
just glares at him for the next ten miles. Finally, the punk gets self
conscious and barks at the old man: "What are you looking at you old 
fart? Didn't you ever do anything wild when you were young?" 

Without missing a beat, the old man replies: "Yeah. Back when I was young 
and in the Navy, I got really drunk in Singapore and screwed a parrot. 
I thought maybe you were my son." 

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