- May 19, 2008
Dedicated to Dmoney and Seaman!
Two old men decide they are close to their last days
and decide to have a last night on the town.
After a few drinks, they end up at the local brothel.
The madam takes one look at the two old geezers
and whispers to her manager,
‘go up to the first two bedrooms and put an inflated doll
in each bed.
These two are so old and drunk;
i’m not wasting two of my girls on them.
They won’t know the difference.’
The manager does as he is told
and the two old men go upstairs and
take care of their business.
As they are walking home the first man says,
‘You know, I think my girl was dead!’
‘Dead?’ says his friend, ‘why do you say that?
well, she never moved or made a sound
all the time I was loving her.’
His friend says, ‘could be worse I think mine was a witch.’
Witch, why the hell would you say that?’
well, I was making love to her, kissing her on the neck
and I gave her a little bite, then she farted and flew out of the window.’
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