IT AIN'T STANLEY!

Stanley died in a fire and his body was horribly burned. The morgue needed

someone to identify the body, so they sent for his two best friends, Cooter and Clyde. The three men had always hunted and fished together and were long time members of a hunt camp.

Cooter arrived first, and when the mortician pulled back the sheet, Cooter said, 'Yup, his face is burned up pretty bad. You better roll him over.' The mortician rolled him over and Cooter said, 'Nope, ain't Stanley .'

The mortician thought this was rather strange, So he brought Clyde in to confirm the identity of the body. Clyde looked at the body and said, 'Yup, he's pretty well burnt up, Roll him over.' The mortician rolled him over and Clyde said, 'No, it ain't Stanley .'

The mortician asked, 'How can you tell?' Clyde said, 'Well, Stanley had two assholes.'

'What! He had two assholes?' asked the mortician.

'Yup, we never seen 'em, but everybody used to say: 'There's Stanley with them two assholes.

Cooter and Clyde are both now employed in the Obama administration as planning, development, and strategy consultants.