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Dat Ain't Bubba

Bubba got drunk and died in a fire in his trailer. He was so badly burned that the morgue needed someone to identify the body, so they called his two buddies Jim-Bob and Billy-Joe to I.D. him. Jim-Bob went in and the mortician pulled back the sheet. „Yep, he’s got burned up purdy bad. Roll ‚im over,“ said Jim-Bob. The mortician rolled him over, Jim-Bob looked at his butt and said, „Nope, dat ain’t Bubba.“ Not saying anything, but finding it a bit strange, the mortician brought in Billy-Joe to I.D. the body. „Yep, he’s burned up real bad. Roll ‚im over,“ said Billy-Joe. The mortician rolled him over, Billy-Joe looked down at his butt and said, „Dat ain’t Bubba.“ „How can you tell?“ asked the mortician. „Cause Bubba had two assholes,“ replied Billy-Joe. „Two assholes? That’s impossible!“ said the mortician. „Yep. Everyone in town knowed Bubba had two assholes, cause every time the three of us went to town, everyone would yell, ‚here comes Bubba with them two assholes!“

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