It was the hottest Summer day of the year, & Danny was desperately thirsty. So he stopped at a farmhouse and asked if he could have a drink. The grey-haired farmer welcomed Danny in, and poured him a glass of moonshine.
“Hold on there old-timer. I don't want hard liquor. Don't you have any ice water?”
The farmer took offense at the apparent insult to his homemade fuel, grabbed his double-barreled scatter-gun, and leveled it at Danny's face.
“Either you drink up, or you go home without a head!” the farmer said.
“Alright! Alright! I drink it.” So Danny knocked it back, wiped his lips on his sleeve, and declared:
“That is beyond doubt the WORST tasting stuff I've ever swallowed!”
The farmer replied: “Yeah! Ain't it! Now you hold the gun on me while I take a drink!”

I honestly don't know what to say after that.

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Goodo OP :-)

Ha ha...Nice.

Deodorant strained through jail house socks
was a very good Year.