Here's your hilarious joke:

A man is sobbing into his beer... It being a slow night, the bartender asks him what's wrong and offers him some sympathy. The man responds "My roommate says I should quit drinking, last night I came home and I blew chunks all over the living room." "Harsh," the bartender replies, "But that's hardly a reason to quit drinking." "No man, I blew chunks in the kitchen, I blew chunks on the stairs, I blew chunks in the bathroom, I blew chunks EVERYWHERE." "I'd hate to agree with your roommate, seeing as how that means less business for me, but maybe he's got a point. That's an awful lot of vomit to have to mop up..." "No, no, you don't understand," The man sobbed, "Chunks is my Dog."

"Cristin Kissie" Permalink