A Captive Audience of the Waco Kid
2014-Jul-06, Sunday 11:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jim's been telling you this joke for what seems like forever now. Maybe you were curious. Maybe you asked him for it. Or maybe he sprung it on you - poor, unsuspecting you, who had no idea what you were about to witness. Whatever the case, for the last twenty minutes, he has been spinning an epic tale of murder, incest, genital mutilation, coprophilia, necrophilia, taco salad, and every other manner of depravity that could ever be envisioned by man (plus a few you rather wish man hadn't thought of). He's been telling it quite enthusiastically, too. Who knew there were so many hand gestures to indicate things getting shoved into other things?
"...And I hate to tell ya, but there were a LOT of survivors in Cleveland that day.
"Now the agent is just stunned, he can't even say anything. Then finally he says 'That was incredible. I don’t even know what you'd call an act like that!"
"'I call it...the Aristocrats!'"
He spreads his arms with a flourish and smiles expectantly. Feel free to react accordingly.
"...And I hate to tell ya, but there were a LOT of survivors in Cleveland that day.
"Now the agent is just stunned, he can't even say anything. Then finally he says 'That was incredible. I don’t even know what you'd call an act like that!"
"'I call it...the Aristocrats!'"
He spreads his arms with a flourish and smiles expectantly. Feel free to react accordingly.