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Constricted

Walt Willis had a pain in the crotch. He vowed to stop drinking so much scotch. But that wasn't to blame the cause was clearly plain. His gut needed a belt with a new notch.

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Jan Allison

Date: 1/28/2018 7:26:00 AM

I've sent you a soup mail. Hope it arrives:-) hugs jan xx

Jan Allison

Date: 1/25/2018 6:12:00 PM

ha ha ha Paul this is so so funny am adding it to my faves!:-) I hope you are well my friend its been a long time since you've posted on soup:-) hugs jan xx

Jan Allison
Date: 1/25/2018 7:21:00 PM

I've sent you several soup mails over the last few months for some reason it looks like they have they not arrived:-( hugs jan xx

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/25/2018 6:27:00 PM

Oh, it's wonderful to hear from my dear friend . . . brings back so many cherished memories. Words from you are golden, Jan . . . I treasure them. Thank you. I've missed writing limericks; consequently, I may be more visible henceforth. hugs xx . Paul