| Jokes and Funny Stuff Page 2 |
| Nine Naughty Poems Continued Kissing is a habit Fucking is a game Guys get all the pleasure Girls get all the pain The guy says I love you You believe its true But when your tummy starts to swell, He says 'to hell with you' 10 minutes of pleasure 9 months in pain 3 days in hospital A baby without a name The baby is a bastard The mother is a whore This never would have happened If the rubber wouldn't have torn Guys are like roses, Watch out for the pricks Eat me, Beat me, Bit me, Blow me Suck me, Fuck me Very slowly, If you kiss me dont be sassy Use your tonuge and make it nasty! Mental anxiety, Mental breakdowns, Menstrual cramps, Menopause..... Did you ever notice how all woman's problems begin with MEN?!?!?!?! Holy mother full of grace, Bless my boyfriends gorgeous face Bless his hair that tends to curl Keep him away from all other girls Bless his arms that are so strong Put his hands where they belong Bless his dick, the one I suck Bless the bed, in which we fuck And if my mom happens to walk in Bless the shit that I'll be in |
| Divorce An elderly man in Phoenix calls his son in New York and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that me and your mother are divorcing: forty five years of misery is enough". "Pop! What are you talking about?" the son screams. We can't stand the sight of each other any longer, the old man says. We're sick of each other and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her. Frantic, the son calls his sister in Chicago, explodes on the phone. "Like heck they're getting a divorce," she shouts, "I'll take care of this." She calls Pheonix immediately and screams at the old man, "You are NOT getting a divorce. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until we get there don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?"., and hangs up. The old man hangs up the phone and turns to his wife. Okay, they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying there own fare......Now what do we do about Christmas. |