A truly awful joke

Jeff Wilson · 02 Apr 2009, 03:20 · from 2009-April.txt.gz

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From: jwilson at io.com (Jeff Wilson)
Date: Wed, 01 Apr 2009 22:20:00 -0500
Subject: (urth) A truly awful joke
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Jordon Flato wrote:
> Someone on another message board was discussing pranks involving feeding 
> someone red food coloring on April Fools to make them think they had 
> Blood in their stool.
> 
> That is when I came up with this, an absolutely awful joke:
> 
> "Patera Silk walks into a bar on Sun Street, and sees a very fat opulent 
> man sitting in front of the bar tender.  He gets a very angry look on 
> his face, crosses his arm and sighs.  The bartender looks at him and 
> asks 'What's wrong Patera?'  Silk points to the opulent man and says 
> 'What's wrong?  There's Blood in my Stool!'"

How could he tell he was opulent by looking?

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