Digital Tradition Mirror



We were walking down the street: we saw a house: it was an fire.
There was a man standing on the roof shouting: Help, I am on fire
We shouted: Jump.
Jump, you silly ******* bugger, for we have a blanket .
He jumped,
He fell,
He hit the deck,
He broke his neck.
For we had no blanket
We laughed. My God, how we laughed.
We laughed until the tears ran down our trouser legs.
The next day we buried him.
For he was dead.


Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!

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