Gentleman - Do you like my party nose?
Lady - He he he, it �s a very red nose (thinking: you look stupid)
Gentleman - Then you will like this joke too: What do you call a nose who can see into the future?
Lady - He he he, I do not know. What do you call a nose who can see into the future?
Gentleman - Nostril Damus, (guffaw, guffaw)
Lady - he he he - very funny (thinking: you still look stupid)
Gentleman - so I�m going to call myself Nostril Damus and predict that you will be still with me at midnight when the clock strikes twelve
Lady - he he he (thinking: stupid man ... now, what is my escape plan ...)
Gentleman - and that when the clock strikes twelve our lips will lock to celebrate the new year
Lady - he he he (thinking: a hooter like that will surely get in the way)
Gentleman - What do you think
Lady - he he he, I just have to powder my hooter, I mean nose
Gentleman - ok, see you back here very soon (thinking: I can�t wait to midnight to lock lips)
Lady - he he he (no way fella, you�re on your own he he he) ... and with that she�s gone
Poor Nostril Damus
