Here’s a conversation that I thought made an awesome NYC joke.

Friend: So do you drive to work?
Me: Yeah.
Friend: Manhattan?
Me: Long Island. . . I would never drive to work in Manhattan unless I worked at a freaking parking garage.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I like Coedine. (just kidding - i only had one pill on friday, but went to bed right after so I didn’t get all “high” from it.) What’s the point? The joke, silly, I made a great joke at work. I’m proud of myself. It was original and didn’t use sick humor! It’s a joke you can share with your kids and even they will laugh heartily. So go spread this joke, but be sure to give credit to its rightful owner!

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