Good joke!
Working At The Space Center
One summer Boudreau and Tibodeau got a job at the Kennedy Space
Center in Florida. They didn't know they were in a dry county, so they
were in for hard times with no booze. Towards the end of the week they
were getting pretty thirsty for a beer, but alas, they were out of luck!
No alcohol on the premises--that is, for drinking purposes.
Boudreau was getting desperate, but he had a bright idea. "Go
downstairs and get us two cans of Sprite in the pop machine, Tib. Don't
ask why--jus' do it." Tib went downstairs for the pop and Boudreau
went to the warehouse with a big coffee cup. He filled it with some 300
proof methyl alcohol--used for fuel in jet engines at the Center. He went
back and met Tib at his work station. They each drank a few slugs of
pop to make room in the cans, filling them back up. He grinned at Tib
and told him to try some as he walked back to his room.
About thirty minutes passed and then the phone started ringing off
the hook. After drinking his drink, Boudreau was not in the mood to talk
on the phone. He let it ring a few times and finally answered. "Hello,
who is it?"
The voice on the other end said, "Hey Boud, this is Tib. Did you
drink your spirits yet?"
He said, "Yes, who is this?"
"This is Tib and I gotta ax if you went to the men's room yet?"
"No, me I didn't go yet."
"Well, don't poo when you go in 'dere' cause I did--and I'm way out
here in North Carolina?"
