...or the build up to it or whatever. i heard adam carolla and doug benson talking about it. even seen it on the wall at giggles comedy club as a movie poster. what is it. word for word.
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A clean, but disgusting version of the joke...
Guy walks into a talent agent's office, says, "Have I got an act for you." Brings in his family, wife, boy, girl. Punches his wife in the stomach, she vomits, he drags his daughter by the hair, forces her mouth open to catch his wife's vomit. She swallows, then he punches the daughter in the nose, grabs his son by the throat, forces him to drink the blood gushing from her nose. Then he force feeds him a dozen hot peppers, snot dripping from his nose, which he forces his wife to eat.
"Well, what do you think?"
Agent says, "What the hell was that? What do you even call an act like that?"
Guy says, "The Aristocrats."
The dirty version is funnier.
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A clean reverse version of the joke.
Guy walks into a talent agent's office, says, "Have I got an act for you." Brings in his family, wife, boy, girl. They have a dinner party were the young boy greets his friend by thanking her for joining them. The family puts their napkins on their laps and the girl is impressed by the family's politeness. She even comments on this to the boy's father in which he replys "The golden rule for good manners is to feel the importance of treating others." The young girl smiles at this concept and begins to eat her meal. The girl, being friendly and helpful decided to help clean up after the meal. "Oh no!" says the mother" "let me handle that." The mother takes the dishes into the kitchen while the girl speaks with the young boy's family about her future plans after she graduates. The father impressed with the girl's career choices toasts her with a glass of milk. The family drinks their milk and lowers their glasses.
"Well, what do you think?"
Agent says, "What was that? What do you even call an act like that?"
The Father says "We're the crap eating, fudge packers."
The only difference between religion and superstition is the spelling.