Balls of cork. lol. Update. We should chocolate dip some Styrofoam peanuts. mnhhh. I don't think my kids ever seen a piece of cork. They might eat it. Hahahah balls of cork, balls of steel. Hillary probably has balls of cork. Back in the day, everybody knew somebody who had a friend named corky.
Only cork joke I know. A farmer was tired of always losing at the State Fair, so he decided that he would go after the Blue Ribbon in the pig category in a new way. Months before the arrival of the fair, he put a cork in the pigs rear end to keep him from going to the bathroom. Sure enough, the pig swelled up to enormous proportions, and he won the coveted prize hands down. Now he had to figure out how to bring the poor pig some relief. He noticed an organ grinder standing near the show tent, and offered him $20 to borrow his monkey. After a short cork removal training session, he sent the monkey in to take care of business. In order to observe what happened, the farmer stood 20 yards away, had his son stand 40 yards away, and a hired hand 60 yards away. The monkey pulled out the cork, and the expected happened. After things had settled down, the 3 men got back together to share what they had observed. The hired hand went first "All I saw was poop flying everywhere!!!" Next, the farmers son " At 40 yards, all I saw was poop flying everywhere too!!!" Then the farmer stepped forward, " All I could see was the monkey trying to put the cork back in!"
You said "poop:". You actually said "poop". Are you attoning for the level floor bit? You actually told the level floor story, and then said , "poop".
Born to be wild, critical adaption.... http://weblogs.newsday.com/news/opinion/walthandelsman/blog/2007/11/animation_baby_boomers.html
Hillary Clinton and her driver were cruising along a country road One evening when an ancient cow loomed in front of the car. The driver tried to avoid it but couldn't - the aged bovine was struck and killed. Hillary told her driver to go up to the farmhouse and explain to the owners what had happened. She stayed in the car making phone calls to lobbyists. About an hour later the driver staggered back to the car with his clothes in disarray. He was holding a half-empty bottle of expensive wine in one hand, a rare, huge Cuban cigar in the other, and was smiling happily, smeared with lipstick. "What happened to you," asked Hillary? "Well," the driver replied, "the farmer gave me the cigar, his wife gave me the wine, and their beautiful twin daughters made mad passionate love to me."! "My God, what did you tell them? " asked Hillary. The driver replied, "I just stepped inside the door and said, I'm Hillary Clinton's driver and I've just killed the old cow. The rest happened so fast I couldn't stop it."