It's the summer of 1959 and Harold

goes to pick up his date, Jerri Sue.

Harold's a pretty hip guy with his

own car and a duck tail hairdo.

When he goes to the front door, Jerri Sue's

father answers and invites him in.

"Jerri Sue's not ready yet, so why don't you

have a seat?" he says. That's cool.

Jerri Sue's father asks Harold what they

are planning to do.

Harold replies politely that they will probably

just go to the malt shop or to a drive-in movie.

Jerri Sue's father responds,

"Why don't you kids go out and screw?

I hear all the kids are doing it."

Naturally this comes as quite a

surprise to Harold and he says,

"Whaaaat?"

"Yeah," says Jerri Sue's father,

"We know Jerri Sue really likes to screw;

why, she'd screw all night if we let her!"

Harold's eyes light up and he smiles from ear to ear.

Immediately, he has revised the plans for the evening.

A few minutes later, Jerri Sue comes downstairs

in her little poodle skirt with her saddle shoes,

and announces that she's ready to go.

Almost breathless with anticipation, Harold escorts

his date out the front door while Dad is saying,

"Have a good evening kids," with a small wink for Harold.

About 20 minutes later, a thoroughly disheveled

Jerri Sue rushes back into the house, slams the door

behind her and screams at her father:

"Dammit, Daddy! The Twist!

It's called the Twist!"

Anyone know how to get sprayed breakfast orange juice out of a keyboard? Teach me for reading the jokes whilst drinking

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