Excuses

A friend calls a carpenter today to offer him some work on his new house. Carpenter responds, “I’d like to, but I cut my hand off.” Awkward silence…

This is Tim. He playes Ultimate until his nipples bleed. J.D. wrote a haiku about it, but I don’t have a copy of that.

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