Discussion in 'Anything Goes' started by 34468 Randy, Sep 28, 2008.
Talk about freakin' Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder...
I recently came back from a tour of duty in Afghanistan. Having not seen my wife for
several months, I was hot and horny, pulsing with anticipation, and looking forward to a night
of hot passionate sex with her.
Unfortunately, after her shower, she came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped round her head, and I shot her.
Oscar Pittorious tried a similar defence, didn't end too well for him.
Canada and Saudi Arabia are in a political tit for tat right now. Our liberal government tweeted some stupid comment about their handling of political activists over there who were jailed. Even though I agree with the sentiment, it is non of our business who they run their country. Damned Turdeau and his feminist outlook on life
THE PICKLE FACTORY
Bill has worked in a pickle factory for several years. One day he confesses to his wife that he has a terrible urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer. His wife suggests that he see a therapist to talk about it, but Bill vows to overcome this rash desire on his own.
A few weeks later, Bill returns home absolutely ashen. His wife asks, "What's wrong, Bill?"
"Do you remember how I told you about my tremendous urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?"
His wife gasps, "My God, Bill, what happened?"
"I got fired."
"No, Bill -- I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?"
"Oh, um, she got fired, too."
Pain in the ass when you want to go for a ride!
Sad to say, it took me a few more seconds than it should have to realize that the answer was "The Space Bar"
Where you hanging out with the drinking dog?
You can tell by his posture he's a new rider.
No gear, GSXR, inexperience what could possibly go wrong....
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I just love this.
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