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She said, "Oh, do you have cable?"
I said, "No, but I have some old ropes that should do just
fine."
"I don't fucking want one," declared Johnny.
The teacher was shocked. She called Little Johnny's mother
and scheduled her to come in for a meeting the next day.
When Little Johnny's mother arrived, the teacher had her
hide behind the curtain until snack time came around.
As she came to Little Johnny, she again told him, "Here
Little Johnny. It's time for your cookie."
"I don't fucking want one," stated Little Johnny again.
The teacher pulled aside the curtain and said to his mother,
"See? Did you hear what he said?"
"So?" said his mother, "Don't fucking give him one."
"I don't fucking want one," declared Johnny.
The teacher was shocked. She called Little Johnny's mother
and scheduled her to come in for a meeting the next day.
When Little Johnny's mother arrived, the teacher had her
hide behind the curtain until snack time came around.
As she came to Little Johnny, she again told him, "Here
Little Johnny. It's time for your cookie."
"I don't fucking want one," stated Little Johnny again.
The teacher pulled aside the curtain and said to his mother,
"See? Did you hear what he said?"
"So?" said his mother, "Don't fucking give him one."
The Texan asks "How long is that snake fella?"
"14 inches."
"Is that 14 inches soft?"
"Yes."
"Well how long is it when it's hard?"
The little guy answers proudly, "I don't know - it takes so much
blood, I faint!"
Their waitress watched as John slid all the way down his chair and
out of sight under the table.
Still, Mary appeared calm and unruffled, apparently unaware that
John had disappeared under the table.
After the waitress finished taking the order, she came over to the
table and said to the woman, "Pardon me, ma'am, but I think your husband
just slid under the table."
The woman calmly looked up at her and replied firmly, "Oh, no. He
did not. In fact, he just walked in the front door."
So he invites a couple of his friends over and they're all sitting around having a great time eating
the cookies and watching some episodes of South Park. Right in the middle of one episode the tape cuts to a home video of his wife on her
knees sucking his best friends cock. After a few seconds, he comes in her mouth and she turns and spits the load right into the bowl
of cookie dough.
She then looks at the camera and says, "By the way, I want a divorce."
Morris agreed. After a hearty supper, he was led to the room. He
undressed in the dark, slipped into bed, and felt the farmers daughter
at his side.
The next morning Morris asked for his bill. "It'll be just three
dollars, since you had to share the bed," the farmer said.
"Your daughter was very cold," the salesman said.
"Yes, I know," said the farmer... "Were going to bury her today."
As he is leaving he tells his wife Linda -Lou to show Jim her best
southern hospitality which she agrees to do. Bubba comes back with the
beer and finds Jim and Linda-Lou screwing right on the kitchen floor.
Bubba yells, "what are you doing Linda-Lou?"
She replies "you told me to show Jim my best southern hospitality."
Bubba then says "Gee whiz girl, arch your back, poor Jims balls are on
the cold floor."
He asks Dolly if there's some particular reason why she should go to
heaven. She takes her top off and says, "Look at these. They're the most
perfect God has ever created, and I am sure it would please him to be
able to see them every day for eternity."
Saint Peter thanks Dolly, and then asks Queen Elizabeth the same
question. Queen Elizabeth then drops her skirt and panties, takes a
bottle of Perrier out of her purse, shakes it up, and douches with it.
St. Peter says, "Okay, your majesty, you may go in."
Outraged, Dolly screams, "What in the heck was that all about? I showed
you two of God's greatest creations. She performed a disgusting hygiene
act, and she gets in and I don't."
"Sorry, Dolly," says St. Peter, "but a royal flush beats a pair any
day."
He usually had trouble getting his key to fit the keyhole and couldn't
get the door open. And every time this happened, his wife would go to
the door and let him in. Then she would proceed to yell and scream at
him, for his constant nights out and coming home in a drunken state. But
Harry just continued his nightly routine.
One day, the wife was talking to a friend about her husband's behavior
and was particularly distraught by it all.
The friend listened and said, "Why don't you treat him a little
differently when he comes home? Instead of berating him, why don't you
give him some loving words and welcome him home with a kiss? Then he
might change his ways."
The wife thought that this might be a good idea.
That night, Harry took off again after dinner. And at about midnight, he
arrived home in his usual condition.
His wife heard him at the door. She quickly opened it and let Harry in.
Instead of berating him as she had always done, this time she took his
arm and led him into the living room. She sat Harry down in an easy
chair, put his feet up on the ottoman and took his shoes off. Then she
went behind him and started to cuddle him a little. After a little
while, she said to Harry, "It's pretty late, dear. I think we had better
go upstairs to bed now, don't you think?"
At that, He replied in his inebriated state, "I guess we might as well.
I'll get in trouble when I get home anyway!"
Soon afterwards, the son starts grumbling because now he can't cuss in
her presence. The lady then turns to the three of them and says,
"Listen, boys, I don't care what the three of you do or say out here. Go
ahead, cuss, smoke, chew, spit or whatever, just don't try to coach me
on my game." She then proceeds to tee off.
All eyes are on her butt she bends over to place the ball on the tee.
She then knocks the hell out of the ball, right up the middle of the
fairway. She continues to amaze the three guys, shooting for at least
par on every hole. When they get to the 18th green, she has a 12 foot
putt for par. She turns around and says, "I want to thank you guys for
not trying to coach my games. But, I have never shot par before and I
want your opinions on this putt. If any of your opinions help me make
par, then I'll give each of you a night of hot sex that you'll never
forget."
The son jumps at the thought. He strolls onto the green, eyes up the
putt for a couple of minutes, and finally says, "Lady, aim that putt six
inches to the right of the hole. The ball will break left 12 inches from
the hole and will go into the cup."
Then, the father says, "Don't listen to the youngster. Aim 12 inches to
the right and the ball will break left 2 feet from the hole, and fall
into the cup."
The grandfather looks at the both of them in disgust. He walks over to
her ball on the green, picks it up, and says, "To hell with the putt,
that's a Gimme."
A few minutes later, the man ordered another beer and the bartender
became suspicious. Again, he drank half and then poured the rest on his
hand.
A short while later, the man ordered yet another beer. The bartender
finally asked, "Excuse me, sir, but what the heck are you doing?"
The irritated guy replied, "Can't you see that my date and I are trying
to have a drink?
His wife answered, "Not tonight dear I have a headache."
The man replied, "Is that your final answer"?
She said, "Yes."
He said. "Ok, then, I'd like to phone a friend."
About halfway through the first quarter he notices an empty seat
10 rows from the field on the 50 yard line. He decides to take a chance
and makes his way through the stadium and around the security guards to
the empty seat.
As he sits down, he asks a gentleman sitting next to him, "Excuse me, is
anyone sitting here?" The man replies "No". Now, very excited to be in
such a great seat for the game, he again inquires of the man next to him,
"This is incredible!
Who in their right mind would have a seat like this at the Superbowl and
not use it?" The man replies, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I
was supposed to come with my wife, but she recently passed away.
This is the first Superbowl we haven't been together at since we were
married in 1965.
"Well, that's awfully sad. Still, couldn't you find someone to take the
seat? A relative or close friend?"
"No," the man replied, "they're all at the funeral."
Upon his return home, the first night, Morris strode from the shower
into the bedroom, where he discovered his wife dressed in a rumpled
bathrobe, hair up in curlers, night cream slathered on her face,
munching Doritos while she flipped thru a 'Glamour' magazine.
Without warning, he felt the familiar stirrings of a magnificent,
throbbing erection.
Looking down at this spectacle, he quietly snarled, "Why, you
ungrateful, mixed-up, stupid son of a penis. Now I know why they call
you a prick!"
"WoW", he thinks, "I am GOOD!" and intensifies his thrusting. At this
point, she stops him.
"What's wrong?" he asks, "I thought you were enjoying this?"
"I'd enjoy it more," she says, "if you took off my pantyhose."
As they walk through the ape exhibit and pass in front of a very large
male gorilla, the gorilla goes crazy. He jumps up on the bars, holding
on w/one hand (and 2 feet), grunting and pounding his chest w/the free
hand. ...and begins to get an erection.
He is obviously excited at the pretty lady in the wavy dress. The
husband, noticing the excitement, suggests that his wife tease the poor
fellow. The husband suggests she pucker her lips, wiggle her bottom, and
play along.
She does and Mr. Gorilla gets even more excited, making noises that
would wake the dead. Then the husband suggests that she let one of her
bra straps fall, she does, and Mr. Gorilla is just about to tear the
bars down. Now try lifting your dress above your thighs... this drives
the gorilla absolutely crazy.
Then, quickly the husband grabs his wife by the arms, rips open the door
to the cage, slings her in with the gorilla and says, ......"Now, tell
HIM you have a headache."
"Baby, " he protested, "if I told you, you'd throw a fit." Kim promised
she wouldn't get angry, and convinced her hubby to tell her.
"Okay," he said, then started to count on his fingers "One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven - then there's you - nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen.....
"I suppose you're going to tell me now that you're waiting for
'Mr. Right'," he said dejectedly.
"That's a silly old romantic notion," laughed the coed. "I'm
just waiting for Mr. Big."
Well, when the man sat down in the examination room, he noticed that
there were three items on a stand next to the doctor's desk: a tube of
K-Y jelly, a rubber glove, and a beer. When the doctor came in, the man said, "Look Doc, this is my first
exam... I know what the K-Y is for... and I know what the glove is
for... but what's the BEER for?"
At this instant, the doctor became noticeably outraged and stormed over to the door.
The doc flung the door open and yelled to his nurse, "Come on, nurse!!!
I said a BUTT LIGHT!!!"
"Well, son, that's how puppies are made," said Dad.
"Oh," said Johnny thoughtfully and he sat quietly seeming to enjoy the
rest of the ride.
Later that night, Johnny walked past his parents bedroom and hears a
noise. He opens the door and sees his parents making love. "Daddy! What
are you doing to Mommy?"
Flustered, trying to cover up Dad says, "Ah, son, um, well, Mommy and me are making you a new brother or sister!"
The boy thinks about this for a second and says "Well Dad, please turn
her over......I want puppies!!"
'What about trying Viagra?' asks the doctor.
'Not a chance' says Mrs. Murphy. "He won't even take an aspirin for a headache."
'No problem,' replies the doctor. 'Drop it into his coffee, he won't even taste it. Try it and come back in a week to
let me know how you got on.'
A week later Mrs. Murphy returns to the doctor and he inquires as to how things went. 'Oh it was terrible, just terrible
doctor.'
'What happened?' asks the doctor.
'Well I did as you advised and slipped it in his coffee. The effect was immediate. He jumped straight up, swept the
cutlery off the table, at the same time ripping my clothes off, and then proceeded to make passionate love to me on the tabletop. It was just terrible.'
'What was terrible?' said the doctor, 'was the sex not good?'
"Oh no doctor, the sex was the best I've had in 25 years, but I'll never be able to show my face in McDonald's again.
The minister said, "Bless you my son. Was it when I started to preach
thou shall not steal, that changed your heart?" My uncle responded, "No,
it was the one on adultery. When you started to preach on that, I
remembered where I left my hat."
Some names nominated for the Clinton's new home included: Perjurers'
Palace, Hillbilly Villa, The House of Bill's Repute, Drawers Downs,
Cheatem Estates, Sin Simeon, The Knee Pad, The White Trash House, The
Blight House, The Panderosa Liars' Lair, Bill & Hill's Bribe &
Breakfast, The Clinton Compost, Dogpatch on the Hudson, The Hen House,
The Out House, The Love Shack, The House of Seven Felonies, Motel Sex.
But the clear, hands down winner was
"DisGraceland"
"We use our left hand for signals and our right hand to wave
at women," he proclaimed.
The tourist asked, "But how do you steer?"
"I just told you," the cabbie replied, "that only real men drive
taxis in Rome."
"Well," Bernice confirmed, "Although his diamond was of
pretty good quality, his mounting left a lot to be desired."
"Is that book so good you can't put it down or am I so bad you can't get it up?"
The instructor explained that he got 50% for taking the engine apart,
50% for putting it back together,
and 50% for doing everything through the muffler.
"It's your duty to forgive him, my child." intoned the TV minister as he
patted her hand and she fell into his arms gently sobbing. "But..." he
added, as his grip tightened, "How'd ya like to get even with the S.O.B.
first ?"
A smart-ass jock in the back of the room asks, " What about extreme sexual exhaustion?" The entire class does it's best to stifle their laughter and snickering. When silence is restored, the teacher smiles sympathetically at the student, shakes her head, and sweetly says: "Not an excuse. You can use your other hand to write with."
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