Fame, Shame, and Blame

A joke…

Kristina Martin
Nov 6 · 1 min read
Steve Sack, The Minneapolis Star-Tribune

Fame, shame, and blame walked into a bar.

They sat down and the bartender said, “You look like trouble. What’s your poison?”

Fame said, “I’ll have the usual,” with a toss of her hair and a knowing wink.

“Sex on the Beach it is,” replied the barkeep.

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Kristina Martin

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