Anybody know?
Whats-A-Matta U
South Hampton Institute of Technology. Good old SH**
Cecil Adams and Ed Zotti go into the Chicago Reader men’s room together.
After they finish at the urinals, Ed goes over to the sink to wash up. Cecil heads for the exit.
Ed says…
…You know, at Watsa-Matta-U, they taught us to wash our hands after using the bathroom…To which Cecil replied…
I didn’t think Cecil went college. I thought he was born with all the knowledge of the universe in his li’l ol’ noggin.
Nah, Cecil went to college. I read it somewhere in one of his books. But what college was it? was it a school in Chicago? LA? Burma!? Did he go to grad school? What was his major? was it Journalism? Science? The Teeming Millions have a right to be curious and inquire about these issues.
Well, at XXX University, they taught us not to piss on our hands!
pause for big laffs…
Zette
About the only thing they don’t teach you to do with urine at XXX University (aka Good Ol’ Pornographic Tech).
How did you know this, Zette? I thought he went to Pimiento University.
No kidding? Why, I’M an old Pimiento man, myself! Let’s all sing the ol’ P.U. Alma Mater…
*“Olive Pimiento…”
My money’s on Northwestern. It’s in Chicago and it’s got a pretty prestigious Journalism Department.
Uke, I think you’re trying to remember the fight song. I think the school song began:
We sing of you, o sweet P.U.
Thy fragrant perfume fills the air
A pox on Yale, poo-poo Purdue
Remember me, o college fair.
You can’t hold me to that, though.