A couple of wetbacks fresh out of the Rio Grande go to the unemployment office, still dripping wet, looking for jobs.

A clerk asks the first guy, "What line of work are you in?"

"I pilot."

"I'm sure I can find a place for you," the clerk says, giving him an application to fill out. Turning to the second guy, she asks,

"And what kind of work do you do?"

"I lumberjack."

"Hmmmm," she ponders. "I'm afraid we don't have any openings for lumberjacks."

First guy says, "Hey, lady, whasa matter wit you? If he no cut it, how I gonna pile it?"


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