A little boy said to his mother; ‘Mommy, how come I’m black and you’re white?’
His mother replied, ‘Don’t even go there Barack! From what I can remember about that party, you’re lucky you don’t bark!’
Hey! Don't get on me about this. It was a forwarded e-mail from a Montana judge.
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