And There is No “M” in Valentines Day

A lady walks in to an ice cream shop.

“May I please have a chocolate ice cream cone.” says the lady.

“I’m sorry ma’am,” says the man behind the counter “We don’t have any chocolate.”

“Okay.” says the lady “Then I’ll take a scoop of chocolate in a cup.”

“Ma’am,” he says “You must have misunderstood me. We are out of chocolate ice cream”.

“Well,” she says “I guess I’ll just have a chocolate shake.”

The ice cream man is getting exasperated.

“Lady – spell the van in vanilla.”

She looks at him funny, but she spells it anyway. “V-A-N.”

“Good, now spell the straw in straberry.”

“S-T-R-A-W.”

“Right, now spell the fuck in chocolate.”

“There is no fuck in chocolate.” she says.

“Exactly! That is what I am telling you. There is no fucking chocolate!”

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  1. Har.

  2. HA! that’s great!

  3. Love it!

    Hugs!!

  4. Sofa King funny

  5. Thank you!

  6. Lol, this is the sort of joke my husband would come home with…=)

  7. *snort*

  8. I enjoyed that a lot more than I probably should.

  9. *bah dum dum ching!*

    (that last bit was the rimshot after the drums, in case my translation of sound to page is lacking)

  10. You’ve been getting jokes from my father. Admit it.

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