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From:	John(HI) (66.91.205.63)
Subject:	Sorry about this one
Date:	September 30, 2009 at 10:35 pm PST

An older man stops at a pet shop and tells the owner that he is lonely and needs a pet to keep him company.
"I spend most evenings at the bar but once I leave I'm alone."
The shop owner says, "I have just the thing right here for you. It's a talking centipede. Very good schooling and quite a talker; but he is sleeping right now and he gets ill if you wake him."
The old man thought about it and it crossed his mind that he could be ripped off. He asked the price and that was a shocker; but he was so lonely he paid and put the box under his arm and headed home.
Once home he thought he would head to the bar and tell everyone about his new pet; but on second thought he didn't want the centipede waking up all alone. So he raised the lid and shouts, "Hey, you in there. I'm your new owner and I'm heading to the bar to chat and knock back a few cold ones. Wanna come along?" He waits a minute but doesn't hear a reply; so he asks again--only louder.
He is really starting to worry about all that money and he screams his question into the box one more time. After a minute a head comes out of the box and screams back, "Dangit! I was putting on my shoes!"

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