today's funny

I was 15 before I found out my name wasn't Get Wood. My brother was 10 when I found out his name wasn't Dammit.
 
My Aunt would do that all the time. Being my brothers names were Morris,Mark, and myself being Mike.She would never cuss but if you looked at her she would have those hands on her hips shakeing that head.
 
My Dad's brother was named Art,and they grew up,and farmed together for many years.Most of my life when we were working he'd have an idea how to do something,and say Art-I mean Mark....It felt like my name was Art-I mean Mark.He also would mix up my mine and my brother's names,too.Mark
 
Ya,I've got a friend named Monk. It used to be Mark until he bit his tongue off in that rodeo accident.
 

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