Three 5th graders, an Irish boy, Italian boy and a redneck boy are in the playground at recess. One of them suggests that they play a new game. "Let's see who has the largest weenie," he says. "Okay" They all agree.
The Irish boy pulls down his zipper and whips it out. "That's nothing," says the Italian boy. He whips his out. His is a couple of inches longer. Not to be outdone, the redneck boy whips his out. It is by far the biggest.
That night, eating dinner at home, the redneck boy's mother asks him what he did at school today. "Oh, we worked on a science project, had a math test and read out loud from a new book ... And during recess, my friends and I played 'The weenie game'." "What kind of game is that, honey?" asks the mother. "Well, me, Anthony and Patrick each pulled out our weenies and I had the biggest! The other boys say it's because I'm a redneck. Is that true, Mom?"
Mom replies, "No, Honey. It's because you're twenty-one."
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