Starting Early

A five-year-old boy was mowing his front lawn and drinking a beer. The preacher who lived across the street saw the beer and came over to harass the kid.”Aren’t you a little young to be drinking, son?” he asked.”That’s nothing,” the kid said after taking a swig of beer.”I got laid when I was three.””What? How did that happen?””I don’t remember. I was drunk.”

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