Right now I’m having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time.
I think I’ve forgotten this before.
The Last Banana
There once was this guy who worked for the Railroad as a conductor. Let’s say his name was Joe. Well, Joe was walking through the train, en route, collecting tickets from the passengers. He comes to car 12, booth 3. In it is this beautiful woman. He asked her for her ticket: “Excuse me ma’am, do you have your ticket?”
“Oh, I am soooo sorry, I dropped it out the window by...