On the 12th day of Xmas, my true love gave to me

A nasty rash with festering pustules

 

on the 2nd day of chrismas my true love gave to me, syphilis and rectal bleeding and a

 

On the third day of christmas my true love gave to me, three different species of public lice,

 

On the fourth day of christmas my true love gave to me, four bloody turds,

 

A Bible and a thick leather belt...

QP

 

At risk of throwing this jolly little jingle off, I am here to point out that there is a difference between true love and a $5 quickie with the cheap prostitute up the alley.

 

Five onion rings!.......

 

and a beer..

 

Only 5?

I wanna have at least 6 or 7!

Hell, even 8 would be totally cool. :2thumbsup:

Why stop at 5 when it's so damn tasty?

You only live once!

Yummy Yum Yum!

QP

 

On the hold the fuck on what day is it>? of christmas my true love gave to me

7 crusty cock rings..

 

That reminds me, dont forget to give your mum a ring at Christmas


(That was just a lame attempt at humour, hope she's still with us and all is well, otherwise really poor taste)

 

Here, I fixed it for you.

 

(lol, No worries. My mom's ass is the biggest (*snort*) and longest running jokes in my household. Poor woman is actually just a sweet naive lady with an enormous ass.)