leper somebody A guy with leprosy decides to go to a baseball game. But when he gets there, he has trouble finding a seat because pieces of him are peeling and flaking off, and he's very concerned about grossing out the other fans. The leper wanders through the bleachers looking for a seat where his grotesque appearance won't disturb anyone else. Finally he finds an open seat where he might be able to watch the game. He asks the man in the adjoining seat if it would be okay to sit there. The man answers, "Yeah. Just sit down and be shut up." The leper sits down and adds, "As you can see, I have leprosy. If it disturbs you, I will move." "It doesn't bother me."he man replies," just shut up, and watch the game." A while later, during the fourth inning, the man suddenly vomits.Frothy soda, hot dogs, and peanuts splash everywhere. Seeing this, the leper gets up and says, "Thanks for allowing me to sit next to you, but I can see that my appearance has caused you to get sick. I'll find another place to sit." "no no, it isn't you. Just sit down, shut up, and watch the game!" So the leper sits back down. But during the sixth inning, the man begins to vomit again. This time it's really explosive. I mean, chunks are flying EVERYWHER. A powerful blast of soda and pretzels shoots out from the man's mouth and nose until his stomach is emptied. Seeing this, the leper gets up and says, "Thanks for allowing me to sit next to you, but I can see that my appearance has caused you to get sick. I'll find another place to sit." "Really, it's NOT you. I'll be fine! Just sit down and shut up and enjoy the game!" So the leper sits back down. But during the seventh inning, the man begins to vomit again. This time it is just horrible. The leper feels absolutely awful at the sight of this man suffering. And once again, the leper offers to leave. But the man insists, "Listen...for the last time, IT'S NOT YOU!" So the leper asks, "Well if it's not me, then what the hell is it?" "It's that guy behind you..." the man says "He keeps dipping his nachos into your back!" 060113 what's it to you? who go blather from