My good friend and favorite black guy, James, ran a half marathon this weekend. I'm so proud. Way to go James! BP and I had a bet going that you'd get confused and run off the path into oncoming traffic and get hit by a car. I lost $20. But I made it back with a sidebet with P.Dirty that Gilligan would die this week. I feel bad about winning.


Thanks buddy. It was pretty tough. I have ran the wrong way in a race before, so it was a great bet to do.

I have another one in January, so place your bets!  


How about I get hit by a hanging piano held by a rope. Then bet Dirty that Joey Lawrence dies.

WHOA!  


"Whoa!"  


How does that phone gag go again with the whole Joey Lawrence thing?  


Caller: Hey.
victim: Who's this?
Caller: Remember what you told me the other day in the cafeteria?
Victim: Who is this?
Caller: Remember? Remember what you said?
Victim: Huh?
Caller: You said you wanted to get Joey Lawrence up the butt.
Joey: Whoa!
Hangup.  


Genius!  


Ain't it?  


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