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| Little Johnny was sitting outside a grocery store, with a little pail and a spoon. He was mixing what he had in the pail. The grocer came by to open the store and noticed Little Johnny. He walks up to him, "Hey Little Johnny, what'cha doing?" Little Johnny looks up at him, and doesn't say anything, then he goes back to mixing. "What'cha got there?" Little Johnny stopped and looked up at him."Bucket of shit?" then he went back to mixing. "Bucket of shit? What'cha going to make with that?" Little Johnny stopped and looked up at him again. "I don't know. Maybe I'll make a grocer" Then he went back to mixing. The grocer was pissed. He opened the store threw his keys on the counter, and started cussing Little Johnny out. A Short time later, the mailman walks by and notices Little Johnny. "Hey Little Johnny?" Little Johnny stops and looks up and him without saying anything, then went back to mixing. "What'cha got there?" Little Johnny stopped, looked up at him, "Bucket of shit?" then he went back to mixing. "Bucket of shit? What'cha going to make with that bucket of shit?" Little Johnny stopped, looked up at him. "I don't know, maybe I'll make a mailman" Then he went back to mixing. The mailman was pissed. He went storming off in the store, and threw the mail, on the counter. A short time later, Bubba, the local cop came strolling by. He noticed the mailman and the grocer inside the store, and it looked like they were going to fight. He figured he had better nip it in the bud. He walked right by Little Johnny without saying a word. He went inside, and the grocer and the mailman told him what had just occured with Little Johnny. "Is that so? I guess I'll have to teach him a lesson" He straightened his tie, tucked his big ol' gut inside his pants, fixed his gun, and went outside where Little Johnny was sitting. "Hey Little Johnny" Little Johnny stopped and looked up at the massive man in front of him, then went back to mixing. "What'cha got there?" Little Johnny stopped, looked up at him. "Bucket of shit" then he went back to mixing. "What'cha going to do with that bucket of shit?" Little Johnny stopped, looked up at him, "I don't know officer. I haven't figured that out yet" then he went back to mixing. "Haven't figured it out. Why didn't you tell me you was going to make a cop. Like you did with the grocer and the mailman" Little Johnny stopped mixing, looked up at the cop with a smile on his face, "ain't got enough shit" |