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There once was a woman who had gone a long time without so much as the hope of having a relationship. When she finally picked up a handsome looking guy and went out with him, her friends were naturally curious as to how it went.
``What's he like?'' said the woman's friend the day after the big
event.
``Oh, he's fine, I guess. He's a musician, you know,'' said she. "But I don't think I'll be going out with him again.''
``Oh? Why not?'' asked the friend.
``Well, he plays the french horn, so I guess it's just habit, but every time we kiss, he sticks his fist in my ass!''
One afternoon he comes upon an old mansion in the woods. It has vines covering most of it and the man can't see any other buildings in the area. However, he sees smoke coming out of the chimney.
He knocks on the door and an old man answers, with a beard almost down to the ground. The old man squints his eyes and says, "What you want?"
The man says, "I've been lost for the past three weeks and haven't had a decent meal or sleep since that time. I would be most gracious if I could have a meal and sleep in your house for tonight"
The old Chinese man says, "I let you in on condition: You no mess
around with my grandaughter."
The man, exhausted and hungry readily agrees, saying, "I promise I
won't cause you any trouble. I'll be on my way tomorrow morning."
The old Chinese man counters "Ok, but if I catch you, I give you
three worst Chinese torture tests ever known."
"Ok, Ok." the man said as he entered the old house. Besides, he
thought to himself, what kind of woman would live out in the
wilderness all her life?
Well, that night, when the man came down to eat, he saw how beautiful
the grandaughter was. She was an absolute pearl, and while he had
only been lost three weeks, it had been many, many months without
companionship. And the girl had only seen the occasional monk besides
her grandfather and well, they both couldn't keep their eyes off each
other throughout the meal.
That night, the man snuck into the girls' bedroom and they had quite
a time, but had kept the noise down to a minimum. The man crept back
to his room later that night thinking to himself, "Any three torture
tests would be worth it after that experience."
Well, the next morning the man awoke to a heavy weight on his chest.
He opened his eyes and there was this huge rock on his chest. On the
rock was a sign saying, "1st Chinese torture test: 100 lb rock on
chest."
"What a lame torture test." the man thought to himself as he got up
and walked over to the window. He opened the shutter and threw the
rock out. On the backside of the rock was another sign saying, "2nd
worst Chinese torture test: Rock tied to right testicle".
The man, seeing the rock was too far out the window to be grabbed,
jumps out the window after the rock. Outside the window is a third
sign saying, "3rd worst Chinese torture test: Left testicle tied to
bedpost."
The Doberman says, "What for?" The Shepherd replies, "My owner said
that the next time I pull clothes off the line he will have me put
down. Anyway, one day I was out in the back yard and it was windy and
there were clothes on the line and they were
really blowing about and they just looked so good...I couldn't help
myself so I went up and grabbed a nice pair of jeans, pulled them off
and then ripped them to shreds.......and now here I am waiting to be
put down".
The Shepherd then says to the Doberman, "How about you, what are you
in for?" and the Doberman says, "You see my owner is this really
gorgeous, tall blonde lady and one day we were out in the back yard
by the pool and she took off her bikini and started nude
sunbathing....she looked so good lying there in the sun and then she
got up and bent over and it all overcame me and I just ran up to her
as fast as I could and started humping her as hard as I could!"
The Shepherd then says, "Oh, so you're here to get put down too?"
The Doberman replies, "Nah, I'm just getting my nails clipped."
One month later they returned and the minister started with the
elderly couple and asked how it went. The gentleman replied:
"Well, I didn't have any trouble at all until last night, but we made
it! No sex for a month!"
The minister said, "Well then, we're happy to have you as members of
our church!"
He then turned to the middle-aged couple and the gentleman replied:
"Well, the first three weeks were no problem. However, the fourth
week was rough and for the last two nights I had to sleep in the
other room not to have sex with my wife but we made it! No sex for a
month!"
To which the minister replied, "Well then, we're happy to have you as
members of our church!"
He then turned to the newlywed couple and asked how it went. The the
young man replied:
"Well, the first three days were no problem. However, on the fourth
day it was all I could do not to have sex! Then, on the fifth day, as
my wife was bent over the freezer I couldn't control myself any more
and I took her! Right there on the freezer!"
The minister said, "Well, I'm sorry but you are not welcome as
members of our church."
The young man replied, "That's okay, we're not welcome at the
supermarket anymore either!"
Finally he approached her with the idea that she might temporarily go
back to her old profession until they got back on their feet.
She said, "I don't know if I can do that again. It's been a long time
and I don't look as good as I used to, either."
He finally convinced her to give it a try and she dressed
appropriately and he dropped her off on her old corner for her
evening's work. When he came to pick her up he asked, "Well, how'd
you do?"
"Not too bad,' she said, 'I made $250.25."
"Well, that's not bad, but what Sonofabitch paid you a quarter?"
"All of them."
Little boy says, "So, my dad's a doctor!" Little girls says, "My
dad's an astronaut!"
Back and forth they went, each one trying to outdo the other until
finally the little boy pulls down his shorts and proclaims, "But I
have on of these!!!!" and shows the little girl his penis. The little
girl, not being able to retaliate, gets up and goes home.
The next day, the little girl spots the little boy and proudly
announces, "My mom said that with one of these (pointing to her's) I
can get as many of those as I want!!!!!!"
Typical of newlyweds they often made love numerous times each day,
and would never even dream of turning down an invitation from their
spouse to "Do the laundry".
As time went on their little code worked out very well. One day,
however, the wife came home from a terrible day at work. She had a
headache and was exhausted. She crashed in bed early and was looking
forward to just going to sleep. When her husband came to bed he
gently reached across and said "Honey, I love you, let's do the
laundry". She said that she really didn't feel like it tonight and
just wanted to go to sleep. Well, rejection sucks, and he was
devastated. He turned over and just lay there for a while. After a
few minutes he got up and went in the bathroom. While he was gone
his wife's headache started feeling a little better, and she felt
really lousy about rejecting his earlier advance.
When he came back to be she turned to him and said "I'm ready to do
the laundry now", to which he responded, "Oh, that's ok honey, it was
a small load so I did it by hand".
"Where have you been? You are two hours late! Tell me this instant!"
To her surprise, the son comes right out and says, "Mom, tonight I
lost my virginity."
The mother is so taken back by her son's statement that she orders
him to go to bed and says that she will have his father speak to him
in the morning.
The next morning the father enters the son's bedroom. Deep down he is
secretly proud that his son has become a man by losing his
virginity. However, to make his wife happy he has to put on an
authoritative father show. He approaches his son who is slowly waking
up and says, "Well son last night you made your mother very angry. I
sure hope you have learned something from all of this."
To which the son replies. "Damn right I have. Next time I'm using
vaseline, my ass is killing me!"
"All my friends are green," said the little yellow frog, "and I want
to be green, too."
"No problem," said the Good Witch. And she tapped the little yellow
frog with her magic wand and *poof* he turned all green...except for
his private parts which remained yellow.
"Oh, No!!" exclaimed the little frog. "I can't go through life all
green except for my private parts! You have to make me green all
over!"
"Sorry," said the Good Witch, "I don't do private parts. You'll have
to go see the Wizard and he will turn your private parts green."
So off went the little frog to see the Wizard and have him turn his
private parts green. A little while later the Good Witch comes across
a little brown squirrel crying in the woods.
"Why are you crying?" asked the Good Witch.
"All my friends are red," said the little brown squirrel, "and I want
to be red, too."
"No problem," said the Good Witch. And she tapped the little brown
squirrel with her magic wand and *poof* he turned all red...except
for his private parts.
"Oh, No!" exclaimed the squirred. "I can't go through life all red
except for my private parts! You have to make me red all over!"
"Sorry," said the Good Witch, "I don't do private parts. You'll have
to go see the Wizard and he will change your private parts red."
"But I'm new around here and I don't know how to find the Wizard,"
lamented the little squirrel.
"Oh, that's no problem," said the Good Witch. "All you have to do
is.......follow the yellow prick toad!"
"How can you breathe through that thing?"
Johnny replied, "I love my choo-choo. In fact, I play with it all the
time at home and have tracks set up all over the house."
The teacher said, "That's wonderful, Johnny. However, since you're in
the first grade now, don't you think you should call it a 'train'?"
"Yes, teacher."
"Good, now Susie, what do you like to do when you're not in school?"
Susie answered, "Well, I have a horsie. In fact, I love my horsie, I
ride it every day and do everything to take care of it."
"Well, that's wonderful, Susie. However, since you're in the first
grade now, don't you think you should call it a horse?"
"Yes, teacher."
The teacher said, "Good. Mary, what do you like to do when you're not
in school?"
"I like to read. I read all the time and love all different kinds of
books."
"Well, that's wonderful, Mary. What's your favorite book?"
"'Winnie the Shit.'"
Have another little old lady shout, "Bingo!".
"Ah", says St. Peter, "we've been expecting you. I'd like to let you
walk through the pearly gates here, and looking through my book, I
notice you've lived a good life....BUT...I see that one time, ONE
TIME, you got a little angry and said the "F" word, didn't you?"
"Yes", says the man," but it was only one time."
St. Peter: "Well, I've been known to make an exception when there
are extenuating circumstances."
Man: "Well, I said the "F" word when I was playing golf.."
St. Peter: "Oh, so you're a golfer, are you? Well that explains a
lot. Go ahead and tell me why you said the "F" word."
Man: "Well, I was playing in a tournament, and I had a one stroke
lead. As I started into my back swing for my drive on the last hole,
just at the peak of my swing, I realized that I had chosen the wrong
club! I had the five iron instead of the four iron..."
St. Peter: "And THAT'S when you said the "F" word?"
Man: "Well, no, as it turned out I hit the five iron shot of my
life! The ball was headed straight up the fairway, when all of a
sudden, a passing bird flew right into the ball's path..."
St. Peter: "You said the "F" word then, didn't you?"
Man: "Well, no, just as the bird got to the ball, it started to
hook, and the bird actually helped direct the ball towards the green
where it landed and started to roll towards the cup! It was rolling
real well, when all of a sudden, a squirrel came onto the green and
came towards my ball...
St. Peter: "The "F" word, you said it then, yes?"
Man: "Well, the squirrel actually pushed the ball towards the hole,
where it stopped rolling just about 2 inches from the cup.."
St. Peter:" YOU DIDN'T MISS THE FUCKING PUTT, DID YOU??"
"Okay, what's so funny?" asks the cop.
"Fooled you." says the drunk "I put it away, but I didn't stop."
I Can't Get Over You 'till
A: A man.
Pinocchio responds, "Dad, I'm having trouble with the girls. They
keep complaining about splinters."
"Son, I'm a master carpenter. Go into my workshop and take some
sandpaper and smooth it out."
Several days later, Gepetto asks again, "How are things going with
the girls?"
Pinocchio says, "girls? Who needs girls?"
When the plane was about an hour out of Boston, the woman finally put
the manuscript down and relaxed. Bob seized the opportunity, saying, "It
looks like you're working on a novel of some sort."
The woman smiled warmly and said, "Actually, it's my doctoral thesis
and I need to get it finished in the next few weeks. I didn't mean to
ignore you for so long, but I'm under the gun to get this finished."
Bob returned the smile and said, "No problem, I admire your work
ethic. What is your doctoral thesis on?"
The woman replied, "I'm doing a study of human sexuality, especially
as it relates to males within major ethnic groups."
"Really?", said Bob. "That sounds fascinating. Have you uncovered
anything which is really revolutionary?"
"Actually, I found two particular patterns which have been unknown to
this point. For example, it appears from our research that American Indian
males have, as a group, the largest penises in the world. And, we've also
found that Jewish men are able to stay erect much longer than any other ethnic
group."
"Wow, that sounds quite interesting." said Bob.
"By the way," the woman said, "my name is Mary Wickham."
"Hi, Mary," said Bob, "my name is Tonto Rubinowicz".
The little girl looked at her mother and replied, "No Mommy, Barbie
fakes it with Ken, she comes with GI Joe."
The man goes up and notices this girl is just laying there, but he's
hornier than a cocker spaniel, so he puts his money on the table,
undresses and starts right on in. Next thing he knows, this girl
starts oozing white, moldy, fluid out of her mouth, ears, eyes, and
nose.
He freaks out, grabs his clothes and bolts for the front door,
screaming. On his way out, he hears the lady at the front desk yell,
"Hey Harvey, the dead one's full again!"
"...On the road again, just can't wait to get on the road again..."
The guy really freaks out! He runs and gets the M.E. and drags the
poor guy back to the table.
"Look!" he says, and pulls the cork out again.
"...On the road again..."
The M.E. is totally unimpressed..."So what?" he says.
"Isn't that the most amazing thing you've ever seen?" the guy asked.
"Are you kidding?" says the M.E. "Any asshole can sing country music!"
Well, he tells her and she takes it pretty well. "Honey, this is
going to be a night that you will always remember. I am going to
treat you like a king." She prepares a scrumptious gourmet dinner
with wine, candles....the works.
After dinner she slips away and returns in the most incredible
negligee the man has ever seen. She leads him into their bedroom.
They make the most passionate love they have ever made. The man is
beside himself. Once done, the wife rolls over to go to sleep knowing
she kept her promise. Well, the husband is wide awake watching the
clock.
He knows that he is doomed. He taps her..."Honey?" he whispers. She
rolls over and again proceed to make love. Again when they were done
she rolls over and he taps her. She is getting cranky, but under the
circumstances she grants her husband's dying wishes.
Finally the wife rolls over and begins to snore. Well, the man
decides to tap her again. "Honey?", he whispers. She rolls over and
yells, "Oh sure! You don't have to get up in the morning!!!"
Almost as soon as the professor mentioned this fact, a female voice
piped up from the back of the lecture hall, "Well if it's mostly
sugar, how come it always tastes so salty?"
The midget took his advice and went to the doctor & told him what the
problem was. The doctor told him to drop his pants & he would have a
look. The midget dropped his pants & the doctor put him up onto the
examining table & proceeded to look for the trouble.
The doc put one finger under his left ball and told the midget to
cough, which he did. "Ah! Ah!" mumbled the doc and putting his finger
under the right one asked him to cough again, which he did. "Ah! Ah!"
said the doctor and reached for his surgical scissors.
Snip, snip, snip on the right side & then snip, snip, snip on the
left side & he told the midget to pull up his pants & see how thing
were now. The midget was delighted as he walked around the doc's
office and his balls were not aching.
"What did you do Doc?" he asked.
The doc replied..."I cut two inches off the top of your cowboy
boots!!"
The penguin wasn't in any particular hurry, so he wandered off to
look around.
Entering a local supermarket, he bought some fish sticks and some
vanilla ice cream for lunch, and then hung out in the frozen foods
section until it was time to return to the garage.
The mechanic, seeing him enter the garage, came over, wiping his
hands on a rag and shaking his head, saying, "It looks like you blew
a seal." Blushing, the penguin quickly wiped his bill with his
flippers, and replied, "Oh no! It's just ice cream!"
At which point Bob put his hand on Dave's shoulder and said
reassuringly, "You think you've got it bad, there's some guys that
she's cut out all together."
The next month the guy is back in Vegas. He sees ten cabs lined up
waiting for fares with the cabbie who screwed him last month at the
front of the line. He goes to the last cab, waving a wad of cash, and
says," I was told that a cabbie out here gives great blow jobs." Of
course, the cabbie says,"BUG OFF, ASSHOLE, and get away from here!"
The guy goes to each cab in the line and repeats his message, getting
similar results. When he gets to the front cab, where the cabbie who
screwed him last month is, he says,"I need a ride to the airport."
and gets in the cab. The cab driver doesn't recognize him and accepts
the fare. As the cab drives past all the other waiting cabbies, who
stare in disbelief, the guy in the cab points at the driver with a
big grin and gives a thumbs up sign.
The girl goes and walks around again. She comes back to her mom and
says, "Mommy, mommy, guys down here have bigger penises than dad."
The mom replied, "That's right honey, but the bigger they are the
dumber they are." The girl goes on her way and comes running back to
her mom again.
"Mommy, mommy, dad is talking to this really dumb blonde and the more
he talks the dumber he gets!"
Johnny whimpers and says, "There's no one to play with." Trying to
placate him, she says, "OK. I'll play with you. What do you want to
play?" He says, "I wanna play Mommie and Daddy." Trying not to
register surprise, and to further appease him, she says, "Fine, I'll
play. What do I do?" Johnny says, "You go up to the bedroom and lie
down." Figuring that she can easily control the situation...Mom goes
upstairs.
Johnny, feeling a bit cocky, swaggers down the hall and opens the
utility closet. He dons his fathers old fishing hat. As he starts up
the stairs he notices a cigarette butt in the ashtray on the end
table. He picks it up and slips it in the corner of his mouth.
At the top of the stairs he moves to the bedroom doorway. His mother
raises up and says, "What do I do now?" In a gruff manner, Johnny
says, "Get your ass downstairs and get that kid some ice cream!"
24 hours later the phone rings, St. Peter answers and she says, "Hi,
this is Mary Catherine. I'm in Rome, I visited the Pope, the scenery
is just beautiful". St. Peter decides since she has been good to give
her another 24 hours to go somewhere else.
24 hours later the phone rings, St Peter answer and he hears, "Hi
this is Mary Catherine, I'm in Paris. The Eiffel tower is amazing,
the food is wonderful, I love it here". Since she has been good, St.
Peter gives her another 24 hours to go somewhere.
3 weeks later the phone rings, "Hey PETE!!! This is 'Cat, I'm in
Nawlins!!!!"
"Here's a prescription, Mrs.Harris. Take these pills three times a
day for seven days and come back and see me."
Next week an upset Mrs. Harris marched into Dr.Johnson's office.
"Doctor, I don't know what was in those pills, but the problem is
worse! I'm farting just as much, but now they smell terrible! What do
you have to say for yourself?"
"Calm down, Mrs.Harris," said the doctor soothingly. "Now that we've
fixed your sinuses, we'll work on your hearing."
The doc says "OK, you've got cancer, and you're going to die in 6
weeks."
The patient is aghast and says, "What could possibly be the good
news?"
The doctor replies, "Well...did you see my nurse when you came in?
The one with the big tits and the legs that go up to here?"
Encouraged, the patient says, "Yeah, the one with the tight
miniskirt?"
"Yes, that's the one."
Growing impatient, the patient asks, "Well, what's the good news?"
The doctor replies, "I'M FUCKING HER!"
The Italian says "When I've a finisheda makina da love with my
girlfriend I go down and gently tickle the back of her knees, she
floatsa da 6 inches above da bed in ecstacy".
The Frenchman replies "Zat is nothing. When ah 'ave finished making
ze love with my girlfriend Ah kiss all ze way down her body an zen Ah
lick zer soles of her feet wiz mah tongue and she floats ze 12 inches
above ze bed in pure ecstacy".
The Aussie says "Strewth mate! thats nuthin, When I've finished
shaggin my shiela, I get out of bed, walk over to the window and wipe
my cock clean on the curtains and She hits the fucking roof!!!"
"Goodbye Uncle Ed?", thought the guy, "What could the kid have meant by
that?" Well the next day, they got a phone call; seems old Uncle Ed up and
took a heart attack. Killed him deader than hell. "Hmm... " thought the
guy.
"How about that."
A few months later, the guy hears his son praying again: "God bless Mommy,
God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma, Goodbye Grandpa." Sure enough, the next day Grandpa was crossing the street when he got hit by a bus. Never
knew what hit him. "Well," said our hero, "This kid is two for two."
A few weeks later he hears the kid a third time: "God bless Mommy,
God bless Grandma, Goodbye Daddy." The guy is alarmed! "Oh my God This is it! I'm finished! It is the end of the line! The fat lady has sung! It's
all over!"
So he went to bed that night, but didn't sleep too well. The next morning
he looks out the window and sees the sun coming up on a beautiful day and
says "Ah, what the Hell, might as well go out in a blaze of glory."
He hops in his car, tears down the street at 90 miles per hour, running over
a motorcycle cop along the way. He goes into his office, empties all his
desk drawers on the floor, throws papers everywhere, goes in and cusses
out his boss and pinches the secretary on the ass as he walks out the door.
Then he goes down to the local bar, orders a round for the house, and
procedes to get schnockered.
Well, three o'clock in the afternoon rolls around, and he is still there.
At four o'clock he orders another drink and waits. At five o'clock he
starts to panic. "What am I going to do? I'm in trouble with the cops, I
don't have a job, and I've got this $1000 bar tab. Let's hurry up and get
this over with!"
Finally at six o'clock, he gets in his car and slowly drives home. He goes
into his house and plops himself down on the couch. His wife walks in, and
he says "Honey, I had a really bad day." His wife says "You think you had
a bad day? I went outside this morning and found the mailman dead on the
front porch!"
The head gangster opens the first one up. The only thing they find in
there is a vanilla pudding. The Head Gangster says, "Ok, what can we do, at
least we can eat it." So they eat the pudding.
They open up the second safe and there's another vanilla pudding.
They eat this one too. This process goes on for the rest of the
safes. They get out all stuffed. An they say, "At least we were able to eat!"
Next day, on the news: "Yesterday the biggest sperm bank in the USA
was robbed by an unknown group of people."
As he's on his way home, a young kid in a piece of shit car with no
insurance, broadsides him and totals his brand new sports car. Still
trying to get home, he catches a bus and as he starts to sit down
next to an elderly woman, she begins screaming something about rape and beating the poor guy with her umbrella.
Finally, this poor man makes it home, and he hears noises coming from
the bedroom upstairs. The man rushes up to the bedroom and catches
his wife in bed with his best friend. Totally despondent at this
point, he tells his wife to pack up and fuck off, and if she ever
shows her face around him again he'll beat her to
death!
Having the worst day in the history of man, he turns to his best
friend and sadly shaking his head says...
"Bad dog!"
He takes his pants off and washes hands again.
So the girl tells him: "I bet you're a dentist."
Surprised he says: "that's correct, how did you know?"
"You washed your hands a few times, so I figured you're used to it."
They go on and they have sex.
Then she says: "you know what? I'm willing to bet you're a very good dentist".
"How can you tell?" he asks.
"I didn't feel a thing..."
Tonto bends down and puts his ear to the ground. He turns and says to
the Lone Ranger, "Buffalo come."
The Lone Ranger says to Tonto, "How do you know?"
Tonto says, "Ear sticky."
A: Elizabeth has pen marks all over her back!
A. Because so few of them can dance.
A. The Life of Buddha -- That Fat Fucker
As the waiter was leaving the duck caught his attention. The waiter
bent down and the duck whispered, "Do you sell condoms in this establishment?"quietly into his ear. "We certainly do." replied the waiter. "In that
case I'll have a pack of three." said the duck.
"Would you like me to
put those on your bill?" asked the waiter. The duck, looking very
offended, replied, "Hey, what do you think I am, some kind of
pervert!".
The cowboy asked the indian what he was doing. The indian replied,
"Me tell-um time." This made sense to the cowboy, he was using his
penis as a sundial.
A few days later, after completing his trading, the cowboy came
across the same indian. This time the indian was laying on his back
vigorously masturbating.
The cowboy asked what he was doing this time. The indian said, "Me
wind-um watch."
Two hours later, the horse comes back with a naked blonde. She jumps
off the horse and goes into the teepee with the cowboy. The Indians look
at each other, figuring, "Typical white man - can only think of one thing."
The second day, the chief says, "What your wish today?"
The cowboy says, "I want to see my horse again." The Indians bring him
his horse. The cowboy leans over to the horse and whispers something in
the horse's ear, then slaps it on the ass. Two hours later, the horse comes
back with a naked redhead. She gets off and goes in the teepee with the
cowboy. The Indians shake their heads, figuring, "Typical white man -
going to die tomorrow and can only think of one thing."
The last day comes, and the chief says, "This your last wish, white man.
What you want?" The cowboy says, "I want to see my horse again."
The Indians bring him his horse. The cowboy grabs the horse by both
ears, twists them hard and yells, "Read my lips! POSSE, damn it!
P-O-S-S-E!"
A: It's cute but can you pick up peanuts with it?
"So give him Head and Shoulders," her friend answers.
"OK, how do I give Shoulders?"
Oxford University allocated a budget of $500,000 for research. After
2 years they concluded that the reason the head of the penis is wider
than the shaft is that it fits better, when in situ, so to speak.
This would prevent leakage of semen and increase the probability of
successful fertilization.
Cambridge University spent $750,000 on a research programme that
lasted 3 years. The results showed that the penis widened near the
tip because it maximised the number of nerve endings stimulated
during sex. This would lead to increased sensitivity and a better
chance of impregnation.
Finally, the Open University spent $2.50 on a copy of Playboy and 10
minutes in the staff toilet, only to discover that the penis widens
at the tip in order to prevent your hand from slipping off the end.
"Hey, Fred, take care of this one, will ya? I'm gonna finish cleanin'
up this mess over here."
"No problem!"
About five minutes later, Fred whispers "Hey Harv, come 'ere! This
lady's got a pickle in her *ahem*."
"What?!"
"This lady's got a pickle in her pussy!"
"What the hell are you talkin about?"
"Well, come 'ere an look!"
Harv walks over to the blonde and looks at her crotch, "That's no
fuckin pickle, you dumbass, that's her clitoris!!"
"Oh, well.....it tasted like a pickle!"
"That's my sponge", says his mother.
"Oh, OK", said Johnny.
A few weeks went by and Johnny's mother had to go into hospital for
an appendectomy. When she came out she had her pubic area shaved.
Johnny, upon seeing this, said to his mother, "Where is your sponge?"
His mother replied, "It's OK, I've just lost it. It will turn up
somewhere."
A little while later Johnny comes bursting into the room and says to
his mother, "Mum, I've found your sponge."
"Where?", says his mother, wondering where Johnny could have found it.
"It's upstairs. The maid is using it to wash daddy's face."
"Well son", Dad said, "those are balloons. When Mommy dies, I will
blow them up, and she will float up to heaven."
That explanation satisfied Johnny, and he went on his way.
Several days later, Johnny's dad came home to find him crying
uncontrollably. When Johnny calmed down enough to speak, he told his
dad that Mommy was dead.
"What?" asked Dad, "What do you mean?"
"Well," said Johnny, "when I came home from school, she was upstairs
with Uncle Joe. He was blowing up her balloons, and all she could
say was OH GOD, I'M COMING, I'M COMING"
A: Because it's hand made.
Again twenty minutes later the driver does this again, and the monkey
performs the same action.
After a few other times, the driver asks the stranger "Do you want to
try?" and the stranger replies, "OK but don't slap me that hard!"
Mom: So....now that you have started dating, what's it like getting
intimate with young men?
Daughter: Oh you know how it is, boys are always insensitive and
never care if intimacy isn't working for me.
Mom: How?
Daughter: Oh, stuff....
Mom: Really now, you can trust me. I think that its important for
mothers and daughters to talk about these matters...
Daughter: I don't know.....
Mom: Now don't forget, I was a teenager once and I can remember what
dating boys was like for me, believe I remember.
Daughter: Really?
Mom: Really...
Daughter: Ok, for starters, how did you get their come out of your
eyes?
To this the vendor responds, "Well, I'll prove to ya' that that there
scope is worth every penny. You see that house up there on the hill?"
At which time the vendor pointed to a house on a fairly distant hill,
"that there is my house. I bet you that you can see right through
that front window and into my living room with that scope."
The vendor hands the guy the scope and he aims it at the house and
peers through.
"Hey," he exclaims, "there's a coupla' nakid people up thar' dancin'
'roun'!"
"WHAT!" screams the vendor. He grabs the scope and takes a look for
himself.
"Well I'll be a roasted pig on a spit, that's my wife and my damn
neighbor! I'll tell you what," the vendor says as he attaches the
scope to a high powered rifle. "I'll give you two bullets. If you can
hit my wife in the head and my neighbor in the genitals, I'll GIVE
you the consarn'd scope!"
So the guy grabs the rifle, aims up at the distant window and says,
"Um...... ya' know what...? I'm only gonna need one bullet."
Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high
heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements
are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on
a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also
wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from
dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the
stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into
your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and
begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung:I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk
slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and
rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a
hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung:I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft
breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck.
Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back
undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my
breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting
the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your
tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know,
breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm
nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and
phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of
my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with
a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your
hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung:I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over,
in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung:I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling
through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung:I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet.
And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost.
Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so
badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked
bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the
glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room
and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for
the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle,
but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung:I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper.
Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my
way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in
your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss
your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand
it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart:What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart:I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look
on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all
floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my
underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table.
I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,
picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung:I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of
our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing
at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Sweetheart: (logged off)
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