This whole Memorial Day three-day weekend nonsense screwed with my mental calendar and I forgot that it was Tuesday and time to provide you folks with some some cheap entertainment and, since I’m running late, even cheaper humor. So, here is my favorite joke. I don’t usually give this one so easy but forgetting a deadline just made me have flashbacks to college and I need a good laugh.
Florence and Frank live in an old folks home. The two like to mix it up. Each night Frank wheels his wheelchair to Flo’s room and they sit together for an hour while she holds his penis. Every night, the same routine. Frank rolls to Flo’s and she holds his penis for an hour. One night Frank doesn’t show up. The next day Flo sees Frank in the cafeteria. She goes over to him and says, “Frank, I waited all night for you and you never came over. What happened?” Frank apologetically says, “I’m sorry Flo but I’ve found someone else.” Flo asks, “What does she have that I don’t?” Frank says, “Parkinson’s.”
Oh snap. If THAT doesn’t get you hungry, I don’t know what will! Good thing the SF Underground Market is coming up. This event has been shut down in the past, probably because it’s so awesome. But they’re back and this year it’s happening in two shifts. From 11am-4pm is the “take-homeables” day market. From 4-6pm there will be an intermission and the indoor market will be closed while the vendors change over. But there will still be drinks and hot food outside. Then from 6pm-midnight is the night market with drinks, music, and hot food.