Originally Posted by
Vern Humphrey
Charles Bergeron get out of dem Army. He say to his Daddy, "I got to get me a job, me."
His Daddy say, "Try dat Post Office. Dey be hirin' dere."
He fill out all dem forms and dey ax him all dem questions, "You got any allergies, you?"
"Me, I'm allergic to caffeine, dat's it."
"You been in de Service?"
"I just get out of dem Army."
"Dat's good! You get five points just for dat. You got any disabilities?"
"Me, I got blown up by an IED and los' bot' testicles."
"Stop! You don't got to say no more! You got so many points I hire you right now. De job is from 8 to 5. You come in at 10 every morning."
"If de job is from 8 to 5, how come I don't got to be here until 10?"
"Dis is the Post Office! For de first two hours we stan' aroun' an' scratch our unmentionables. You don' got to be here for dat, no."