Wood eye? Wood eye? Hair lip! Hair lip!


Foghorn Leghorn, "That's a joke... I say, that's a joke, son."



Joke punchlines aside, that's a beautiful light. All you need is a wood bike to go with it.

Hmmm. Don't get the punchline? Oh well:


Joe & His Wooden Eye


Two farmhands went to a country dance. One of the hands, Joe, had a
wooden eye and was very self-conscious about it. Joe told the other guy,
Bill, that he was worried about someone saying something about his
wooden eye. Bill told him not to worry because it was a good eye and
most people couldn't tell it from a real eye.

Bill danced nearly every dance as there were a lot of farm girls
there. Joe just didn't dance at all. Finally, Bill went over to Joe and
asked if he had danced with any of the girls.

Joe told him that he had not because he was concerned about them
saying something about his wooden eye. Bill told him again not to be
concerned about it.

Bill pointed to a girl sitting across the room and told Joe, "See
that good-looking girl over there? She's got a hair-lip and hasn't
danced but once or twice. I danced with her once and she's an excellent
dancer and real polite. Go over there and ask her to dance. She won't
say anything about your wooden eye."

So Joe went over to the hair-lipped girl and asked, "Do you want to
dance?" To which she replied in a high pitched hair-lipped voice, "Would
I, Would I?"

To which Joe replied, "Hair-lip, Hair-lip!!!!"