Happy Barf-day, Jerry!
JERRY: No eight years isn’t such a long streak.
ELAINE: It isn’t?
JERRY: No I haven’t vomited in thirteen years.
ELAINE: Get out!
JERRY: Not since June 29, 1980.
ELAINE: You remember the date?
JERRY: Yes, because my previous vomit was also June 29th… 1972. That’s why during the ‘80 vomit, I was yelling to George: “Can you believe it? I’m vomiting on June 29th again.”
ELAINE: Boy, you know when Joel told me he hadn’t thrown up in eight years, I was wondering if he was normal.
JERRY: Your boyfriend is a normal guy. He just happens to have the same name as one of the worst serial killers in the history of New-York.
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