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Q. What does parsley and pubic hair have in common?
A. Push it aside and keep on eating...
Doris and Fred had started their retirement years and decided to raise some extra cash by advertising for a lodger in their terrace house.
After a few days, a young attractive woman applied for the room and explained that she was a model working in a near-by city center studio for a few weeks and that she would like the room from Mondays to Thursdays, but would pay for the whole week. Doris showed her the house and they agreed to start straight away.
"There's just one problem," explained the model. "Because of my job, I have to have a bath every night, and I notice you don't have a bath."
"That's not a problem," replied Doris. "We have a tin bath out in the yard and we bring it into the living room in front of the fire and fill it with hot water."
"What about your husband? asked the model. "Oh, he plays darts most weekdays, so he will be out in the evenings," replied Doris.
"Good," said the more...
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Should I really shave my balls?
If I don't - she'll surely bitch ~
Does she care how much I'll itch?
Take the razor and lather up,
Don't she care that I could slip?
Shave my balls ~ and cut off my dick?
Easy now ~ hands don't shake,
She'll call me "Stumpy" with one mistake,
Pubes in her teeth she really can't bear,
If I want some head ~ get ridda the hair.
So I shave my balls all nice and slick,
Did it up nice ~ without one nic!
"Feel' em baby ~ they're so smooth!"
"Take off your clothes - get in the groove!"
She looks at me from our little bed,
"I'm sleepy, Baby ~ ain't givin no head!"
She rolls on over ~ and gives me her back,
I'm so pissed off ~ I'm about to crack!
Next day ~ it's breakfast in the sheets,
I spoon her bites which she gladly eats,
And I must confess I think it's more...
Q: What's got 400 legs and no pubic hair? A: The front row of a Hanson concert
Ok, I know that you can really buy a detachable vagina from an adult store, but here is the problem and my story.
First of all, its very strange to go into a store and ask somebody behind the counter, "Excuse me, where do you keep the vaginas?" Only to have them respond, "Isle 12," like it's nothing, like they do this all the time. Ooops, they do.
Anyway, I am on isle 12 and there are tons of vaginas, just like they said. There are vaginas that vibrate, and I am thinking to myself, "A vibrating vagina? That could be interesting." They even have vaginas with pubic hair. Pubic hair? I'm not gonna be looking at it for its anatomical correctness. And wait, there was even a clitoris! Who is that for? I mean I don't ever remember telling a woman, "Ohhh baby, I want you to rub your clitoris all over my body." I mean, isn't that for the woman? I don't think I am going to try to go down on my detachable vagina, that would be more...
What do parsley and pubic hair have in common?
You have to move them both aside before you eat
I'm am writing this little story in the day of the lives of Laura and Randy. It all started on a Sunday mourning, bright and early, with boredom. We decided to spend a fun filled day with all the luxuries of our lives. We decided to start the day with a ride on his Harley, witch we both enjoy the freedom of the road. We road for a couple of hours and a took a well needed rest, so then we decided to take a cruise on my boat, which we also enjoy, because of all the quiet and alone time, with no one else around, not even a phone. We cruised for around a hour or so and decided it was time to get something to eat, so we returned home and jumped in the explorer and headed down the road to get something to eat. Well we hit the road and came across a Rite Aide, and I decided to ask him to pull in and get me some Captain Morgans, and he did just that. As he left the liquor store he put my alcohol in the back of the explore, now my day seemed to be complete. So with all he did with me and for more...