A popular blonde cheerleader bounced into the local card
shop, looked around, then approached the clerk.
"Do you have any, like, real special birthday cards?" she asked.
"Yes, we do," he replied. "As a matter of fact, here's a
new one. It's inscribed, "To the Boy Who Got My Cherry."
"Wow, neat!" she squealed. "I'll take the whole box."![]()
What do most blondes get on an IQ test?
Drool.![]()
Bubba is sitting with his wife, Maryjo, at a football game.
Every few minutes, some guy comes over and fondles her. They
squeeze her tits, reach up her dress, grind against her butt.
And Bubba just sits there like nothing is happening.
Finally, a guy sitting next to him leans over and says, "Man,
don't you see what the hell is happening?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Well, hell, man, why did you bring her to the game?"
"(Sigh) If I leave her at home, everybody goes to my house
and screws her."![]()
A young guy was laying on his back on a massage table, wearing
only a towel over his groin.
A young, very attractive Swedish girl was massaging his
shoulders, then his chest, and gradually worked her way down his
torso. The guy was getting sexually excited as the masseur
approached the towel. The towel began to lift and the Swedish
girl arched her eyebrows.
"You wanna wank?" she asked.
"You bet," came the excited reply.
"O.K.," she said. "I come back in ten minutes."![]()
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