Affairs ( part-1)
Things u shd know!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WE MUST UNDERSTAND Differences by each ten years.
What is the difference between girls
aged: 8, 18, 28, 38, and 48, 58 and 68?
At 8 - You take her to bed and tell her a story.
At 18 - You tell her a story and take her to bed.
At 28 - You don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed. But you'll be took by her to bed.
At 38 - She tells you a story and takes you to bed.
At 48 - You tell her a story to avoid going to bed.
At 58 - You stay in bed to avoid her story.
At 68 - If you take her to bed, that'll be a story!!
A bad HIT
John was at home with the missus when he heard a knock at the
front door. He opened it to see his friend Mike crouched,
clutching his hands between his legs.
"What's wrong?" John said.
"I've been hit by a bloody baseball!" said Mike.
Just then John's blonde wife, Tanya, came to the door and said,
"Quick come in here and I'll look after you."
When John looked in the kitchen he saw Mike sitting on a dining
chair. Tanya had a bowl of rose water and petals and was bathing
his friend's penis with cotton wool and water.
"Christ!" said John,
"How do you feel?"
Mike turned and said,
"John, I think what your wife has done has helped a lot!"
Then, holding his hand in the air he said,
"But I still think I'll lose the nail!"
A BOY AND HIS DATE
A boy and his date were parked on a back road some distance from town, doing what boys and girls do on back roads some distance from town. Things were Getting hot and heavy when the girl stopped the boy. "I really should have mentioned this earlier, but I'm actually a hooker and I charge $20 for sex," she said. The boy just looked at her for a couple of seconds, but then reluctantly Paid her, and they did their thing. After the cigarette, the boy just sat in The driver's seat looking out the window. "Why aren't we going anywhere?" asked the girl. "Well, I should have mentioned this before, but I'm actually a taxi driver, And the fare back to town is $25."
iNVENTIONS
wrong bitch
The train was quite crowded, so a U. S. Marine walked the entire length looking for a seat, but the only seat left was taken by a well dressed, middle-aged, French woman's poodle. The war-weary Marine asked, "Ma'am, may I have that seat?" The French woman just sniffed and said to no one in particular, "Americans are so rude. My little Fifi is using that seat." The Marine walked the entire train again, but the only seat left was under that dog. "Please, ma'am. May I sit down? I'm very tired." She snorted, "Not only are you Americans rude, you are also arrogant!" This time the Marine didn't say a word; he just picked up the little dog, tossed it out the train window, and sat down. The woman shrieked, "Someone must defend my honour! Put this American in his place!" An English gentleman sitting nearby spoke up, "Sir, you Americans often seemto have a penchant for doing the wrong thing. You hold the fork in the wrong hand. You drive your autos on the wrong side of the road. And now, Sir, you seem to have thrown the wrong bitch out the window."
How long????????????????
The barber looks around at the shop full of customers and says, "About 3 hours."The guy leaves. A week later the same guy sticks his head in the shop and asks, "How long before I can get a haircut?" The barber looks around the shop and says, "About an hour and a half." The guy leaves. The barber who is intrigued by this time, looks over at a friend in the shop and says, "Hey, Bill. Follow that guy and see where he goes." A little while later, Bill comes back into the shop, laughing hysterically. The barber asks, "Bill, where did he go when he left here?" Bill looks up, tears in his eyes and says, "Your house."