A measure of nerve
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Loading ...One day over the summer, Little Billy was taking a shower with his father and he looked up and asked his dad what was hanging from his stomach. His dad replied, “That’s my nerve son, because when people hit it I get pissed off.”
Later on that evening the father asked Little Billy to run down to the bakery to pick up some buns for dinner. Billy runs down to the bakery but half-way there, he forgets what he was supposed to get.
Little Billy runs back to his house and asked his father, “What did you want me to get again?” and his dad replied, “Some buns, son, some buns, it is not that hard to remember.”
Little Billy runs back to the store and gets up to the counter, and the attendent asks what he would like. By this time Little Billy has forgotten what he was supposed to get.
So Little Billy runs back to his house and asks his dad again and his dad replies, “Son, I want some God damn fucking buns!!!” Billy ran out of the house and back to the store.
The attendant at the counter asked Billy what he wanted and he replied, “I want some god damn fucking buns, please.” Shocked, the attendant replied, “Boy, kid, you’ve got a lot of nerve.”
The little boy smiled and said, “You think I got a lot of nerve, my father’s got one 12 inches long.”