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PostSubject: Sh@rty 5 Jokes Corner   Sun Jun 08 2008, 10:53

Very Happy Laughter the best medicine. Will share some jokes here.. But at times, the joke might be a little 'dirty' Razz

Giving Some Pussy!

A young wife was at home waiting for her husband to get off work when
the doorbell rang. It was the Fuller Brush Man with her order from the
week before. She told him, "I don't have any money but I'll give you
some pussy instead. Come on back to the bedroom."

They made their way back to the bedroom and started making love. About the
time that the Fuller Brush Man popped his nuts, there was a knock on the
door. The wife said, "Quick! Get under the bed! It might be my
husband!"

The guy crawled underneath the bed and the wife went to the door. It
was the delivery boy from the grocery store with her grocery order. She
said, "I don't have any money but I'll give you some pussy instead.
Come on back to the bedroom."

Again, while the wife was making love the delivery boy and he was cumming,
the doorbell rang. The wife exclaimed, "Quick! Get under the bed! It
might be my husband!" So he crawled under the bed.

At the door, it was the delivery boy from the drug store with her order.
She said, "I don't have any money, but I'll give you some pussy instead.
Come on back to the bedroom." They started fucking and just when the
boy shot his wad, there was another knock on the door.

It was the insurance man who had come to collect the weekly payment. The
wife said, "I don't have any money but I'll give you some pussy instead.
Come on back to the bedroom".

They went back to the bedroom and starting getting it on and had just
finished when the doorbell rang. "Quick! Get under the bed! It might
be my husband!", said the wife. So, he got underneath the bed.

At the door was the coal truck driver with a load of coal for the
furnace. He was a black man, unlike the crackers before him. The wife
told him, "I don't have any money but I'll give you some pussy instead.
Come on back to the bedroom".

They went back to the bedroom and consumated the agreement the wife had
made. Wlile the coal man was getting off, the doorbell rang again. The
wife said, "Quick! Get under the bed! It might be my husband!"

She went to the door, sweaty and smelly and cum dripping from her cooze,
and this time it WAS her husband. He came in and sniffed the funky
smells in the air, and shouted at her, "Damn you! You been making love with
somebody else again! I told you I was gonna pull all the hairs out of
your cunt, one by one, if I ever caught you doin it again. Back to the
bedroom and lay on the bed, bitch!"

They went to the bedroom and he threw her on the bed and started pulling
hairs out of her pussy. As we know, it was pretty crowded underneath
the bed but the ones who were there remained silent while the wife
screamed at each pull of a hair. The husband finally had pulled all the
hairs out except for one. He just couldn't get the last hair pulled out
and he screamed, "Come on out of there, you kinky curly little bastard!"

With that, the coal driver stuck his head out from under the bed and
said, "hey, there are four white gentlemans before me."
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PostSubject: Re: Sh@rty 5 Jokes Corner   Thu Jun 12 2008, 14:09

The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate
father to start their family. On the day the surrogate father was to
arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife and said, "I'm off. The man should be
here soon" Half an hour later, just by chance a door-to-door baby
photographer rang the doorbell, hoping to make a sale.

"Good morning, madam. I've come to...."
"Oh, no need to explain. I've been expecting you," Mrs. Smith cut in.
"Really?" the photographer asked. "Well, good. I've made a speciality of
babies"
"That's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat"

After a moment, she asked, blushing, "Well, where do we start?"
"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the
couch and perhaps a couple on the bed. Sometimes the living room floor is
fun too; you can really spread out!"
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work for Harry and me"
"Well, madam, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But, if we
try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven different
angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results"
"My, that's a lot of....." gasped Mrs. Smith.
"Madam, in my line of work, a man must take his time. I'd love to be in
and out in five minutes, but you'd be disappointed with that, I'm sure"
"Don't I know it," Mrs. Smith said quietly.

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his
baby pictures.
"This was done on the top of a bus in downtown London"
"Oh my God!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, tugging at her handkerchief.
"And these twins turned out exceptionally well, when you consider their
mother was so difficult to work with"
"She was difficult?" asked Mrs. Smith.
"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to Hyde Park to get the job
done right. People were crowding around four and five deep, pushing to get
a good look"
"Four and five deep?" asked Mrs. Smith, eyes widened in amazement.
"Yes," the photographer said, "And for more than three hours too. The
mother was constantly squealing and yelling. I could hardly concentrate.
Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when the
squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all in."
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "You mean squirrels actually chewed on your,
um......equipment?"
"That's right. Well, madam, if you're ready, I'll set up my tripod so we
can get to work."
"Tripod?????"
"Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big for
me to hold for very long. Madam? Madam? ....... Good Lord, she's
fainted!!"
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PostSubject: Re: Sh@rty 5 Jokes Corner   Thu Jun 12 2008, 19:40

Kissing is a habit
F#cking 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 wouldn't have happened
If the rubber wouldn't have torn
lol!
this poem is specially dedicated to Jere
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PostSubject: Re: Sh@rty 5 Jokes Corner   Fri Jun 13 2008, 10:32

sh@rty 5 wrote:
Kissing is a habit
F#cking 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 wouldn't have happened
If the rubber wouldn't have torn
lol!
this poem is specially dedicated to Jere

fk u lar kelvin... !@#$%^&*()!!! CB!!
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PostSubject: Re: Sh@rty 5 Jokes Corner   Fri Jun 13 2008, 19:50

jere0407 wrote:
sh@rty 5 wrote:
Kissing is a habit
F#cking 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 wouldn't have happened
If the rubber wouldn't have torn
lol!
this poem is specially dedicated to Jere

fk u lar kelvin... !@#$%^&*()!!! CB!!

huh u ACCORDING TO THE POEM, IT MEANS u wanna play game with me? but the poem din say wat CB means wor lol!
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