Humor: Worst of Fortunes for Saturday April 21, 2018
For people who like that kind of book,
that is the kind of book...For people who like that kind of book,
that is the kind of book they will like. There once was a man from Madras,
Whose balls were made out...There once was a man from Madras,
Whose balls were made out of brass.
When they clanged together,
They played "Stormy Weather",
And lightning shot out of his ass. There once was a woman from Arden
Who sucked off a man in...There once was a woman from Arden
Who sucked off a man in a garden.
He said, "My dear Flo,
Where does all that stuff go?"
And she said, "[Swallow hard] I beg pardon?" There once was a young man from Boston
Who drove around town...There once was a young man from Boston
Who drove around town in an Austin,
There was room for his ass,
And a gallon of gas,
So he hung out his balls and he lost 'em. There was a young bride of Antigua
Whose husband said,...There was a young bride of Antigua
Whose husband said, "Dear me, how big you are!"
Said the girl, "What damn'd rot!
Why, you've only felt my twot,
My legs and my arse and my figua!"
Humor: Worst of Fortunes for Saturday April 21, 2018
|