Normally that's not a problem. But this particular night I heard this strange clapping sound. I couldn't figure it out.
I got a second chance when, to my dismay, The instructor got ticked off because we didn't count loud enough. So as I began counting for a second time, "One! Two," I remembered...I was wearing thong underwear. What I heard was the sound of my flabby behind.
It sounded like two Virginia Hams applauding me.
If karate has taught me anything, it's:
*One- Never wear thong underwear to class.
*Two- Granny panties and tighty whities are good for something.
*Three- a jiggly butt doing jumping jacks is louder than five screaming martial artists.
You can't make this sort of stuff up.
2006-11-03
03:40:30
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