That is true. Lol I will add some more jokes tomorrow on this thread. I must go to bed now. Good night. X
The post office is issuing a new stamp honoring prostitution. It's 30 cents, but if you want to lick it--it's a dollar.
THE CONFESSIONAL A man went to confession 'Father', he confessed, 'it has been one month since my last confession... I had sex with Fanny Green twice last month.' The priest told the sinner, 'You are forgiven. Go out and say three Hail Mary's.' Soon thereafter, another man entered the confessional. 'Father, it has been two months since my last confession. I've had sex with Fanny Green twice a week for the past two months.' This time, the priest questioned, 'Who is this Fanny Green?' 'A new woman in the neighborhood,' the sinner replied. 'Very well,' sighed the priest. Go and say ten Hail Mary's. ; At mass the next morning, as the priest prepared to deliver the sermon, a tall, Voluptuous, drop-dead gorgeous redheaded woman entered the sanctuary. The eyes of every man in the church fell upon her as she slowly sashayed up the aisle and sat down right in front of the priest. Her dress was green and very short, and she wore matching, shiny emerald-green shoes. The priest and the altar boy gasped as the woman in the green dress and matching green shoes sat with her legs spread slightly apart, but just enough to realize she wasn't wearing any underwear. The priest turned to the altar boy and whispered, 'Is that Fanny Green?' The bug-eyed altar boy couldn't believe his ears but managed to calmly reply, 'No Father, I think it's just a reflection from her shoes�� IF THIS HAS OFFENDED YOU - APOLOGIES - SAY TEN HAIL MARY'S AND ALL WILL BE FORGIVEN!!
A beautiful, sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured alluringly to the bartender, who approached her immediately. She seductively signalled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he did, she gently caressed his full beard. "Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands. "Actually, no," he replied. "Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair. "I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I can do?" "Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. "What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say. "Tell him," she whispered, "there's no toilet paper, hand soap or paper towels in the ladies' room."
Please don't tell me you guys are still talking shit here. Are you? Yes you are! I don't know. Some things never change! Sorry I ain't been around but very busy and am doing some posting on the forum I was on before I came here. There are so many people after my body that I just cannot spread myself around! Anyway. I need help! Gal. Get over here!