A traveling salesman knocks…
A traveling salesman knocks on the door of a house. A kid, about 12 years old, answers the door. He’s wearing a pink tutu, has a cigar in one hand, and a martini in the other. The salesman is a little taken aback, so he asks, “Excuse me son, are your parents home?” The kid takes a big puff on the cigar and answers, “What the f*ck do you think?”


