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by richard@imutual » Thu Jun 16 2011 12:03pm
Trev died in a fire and his body was burned pretty badly.
The morgue needed someone to identify the body, so they sent for his two best friends, John and Kevin.
The three men had always done everything together.
John arrived first, and when the mortician pulled back the sheet John said, 'Yup, his face is burned up pretty bad. You better roll him over.'
The mortician rolled him over and John said, 'Nope, ain't Trev.'
The mortician thought this was rather strange.
So he brought Kevin in to confirm the identity of the body.
Kevin looked at the body and said, 'Yup, he's pretty well burnt up. Roll him over.'
The mortician rolled him over and Kevin said, 'No, it ain't Trev.'
The mortician asked, 'How can you tell?'
Kevin said, 'Well, Trev had two arseholes.'
'What? He had two arseholes?' asked the mortician.
'Yup, we never seen 'em, but everybody used to say:
There's Trev with them two arseholes.'