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Oct. 18th, 2003 07:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosYou know what I think we need this weekend?
One day a twelve year old walks into a house of ill-repute dragging a
dead frog on a string behind him. He slaps a hundred dollar bill on the
counter and says, "I want one of your women."
The madam looks at him and says "Don't you think you're a bit young for
that?"
He slaps another hundred on the counter and says "I want one of your
women."
The madam says "Okay, have a seat. She'll be down in about thirty
minutes."
He slaps another hundred on the counter and says "She has to have active
herpes."
The madam starts to sputter and ask why, but he slaps another hundred on
the counter and says "Active herpes."
She responds, "Okay, have a seat. It'll be about five minutes." Two
minutes later, a woman comes out. They go upstairs (the boy still dragging
his dead frog) and do their deal.
As he's leaving, the madam asks him, "Okay, I have to know. Why did you want someone with active herpes?"
The twelve year old replies, "When I get home, I'm going to sleep with
the baby-sitter, and when mom and dad get home, dad will take the
baby-sitter to her home and sleep with her on the way. Then, when he
gets back, he and mom are going to go upstairs and do it. And tomorrow
morning after dad goes to work, the milkman will come in and mom will
sleep with him, and he's the bastard that ran over my frog."
Okay, your turn. :)
One day a twelve year old walks into a house of ill-repute dragging a
dead frog on a string behind him. He slaps a hundred dollar bill on the
counter and says, "I want one of your women."
The madam looks at him and says "Don't you think you're a bit young for
that?"
He slaps another hundred on the counter and says "I want one of your
women."
The madam says "Okay, have a seat. She'll be down in about thirty
minutes."
He slaps another hundred on the counter and says "She has to have active
herpes."
The madam starts to sputter and ask why, but he slaps another hundred on
the counter and says "Active herpes."
She responds, "Okay, have a seat. It'll be about five minutes." Two
minutes later, a woman comes out. They go upstairs (the boy still dragging
his dead frog) and do their deal.
As he's leaving, the madam asks him, "Okay, I have to know. Why did you want someone with active herpes?"
The twelve year old replies, "When I get home, I'm going to sleep with
the baby-sitter, and when mom and dad get home, dad will take the
baby-sitter to her home and sleep with her on the way. Then, when he
gets back, he and mom are going to go upstairs and do it. And tomorrow
morning after dad goes to work, the milkman will come in and mom will
sleep with him, and he's the bastard that ran over my frog."
Okay, your turn. :)
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Date: 2003-10-18 04:57 pm (UTC)$1,000 to the man who can make my wife cum.
The next day men were lined up in front of the house and down the street. Each man came in to take a turn. Nothing happened. She still couldn't cum.
Near the end of the line was a very short person. (to be politically correct) Finally it was his turn. The husband looked at the little man and shook his head. "There have been very tall men here, very big men and none of them could get my wife to cum, I doubt you can."
The man just looked at him and said that the ad did not exclude anyone. He read the ad and wanted his turn. The husband gave in and showed the little man to the wife's bedroom.
After only a few minutes the man's wife was screaming in ecstacy. She kept on screaming and moaning. Finally, when she was completely satisfied the little man went to wash up. Then he went out of the bedroom to claim his money.
Husband: Wait a minute, before I give you this money, I need to know what you did. I want to know what I have to do to make my wife scream like that.
Man: You've just got to use your head. (points to head)
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sorry...