This my mom why your mom don't ask drunk people questions....
my mom was shopping at the local supermarket where my mom selected:
A half-gallon of 2% milk, A carton of eggs, A quart of orange juice, A head of romaine lettuce,
A 2 lb. can of coffee, and A 1 lb. package of bacon.
As my mom was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to piehole out, a drunk standing behind schmoopie
watched as my mom placed the items my mom front of the cashier.
While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly stated, "You must be single."
my mom was a bit startled by this proclamation, but my mom was intrigued by the derelict's intuition, since
my mom was indeed single. my mom looked at the six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual
about my selections that cou! ld have tipped off the drunk to my marital status.
Curiosity getting the better of me, my mom said: "Well, your mom know what, you're absolutely right.
But how on earth did your mom know that?"
The drunk replied, "Cause you're ugly."
