Mr. Bradson

There once was a man, your neighbor
Who whould never pay you a favor
Until one day
When his wife said 'Hey,
I think I'm in labor! '

by Robert Hall

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Comments (2)

I'm sorry to say, Mr Bradson, that your spelling's a little bit sad, son - and as for the meaning (from what I am gleaning) - well, good try, but a little bit mad, son...
Hahahaha! ! ! That was a good one, but the fact that you misspelled labor, and neighbor was quite depressing. Remember! Correct spelling is a fundemental.