There now follows a pair food-related jokes I made on Twitter this week, both of which, alas, died on their arse (as do most of my tweets). Vanity and a misplaced sense of pride dictates that I shall continue to repeat these gags until some bastard laughs at them.
JOKE #1 [After Tiger Woods had had a hot dog thrown at him during a golf tournament at the weekend]
"I asked for a sand wedge, not a hot dog"
How does Bob Marley like his doughnuts? He doesn't. The question's redundant.
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