Snow White and ‘Me Too…”

One evening Snow White decided she was sleepy and announced to the seven dwarfs that she was going to bed. After the usual lengthy round of “Good Nights” she went upstairs.

Immediately all seven dwarfs rushed outside and began standing on each others shoulders beneath Snow White’s bedroom window. Tonight was Grumpy’s turn to be on the top and as he was the only one who could see in the window it was his duty to inform the other dwarfs what she was doing.

After a minute or two he hollered down, “She’s taking off her blouse!” and this was echoed down the stack “Taking off her blouse,” “She’s taking off her blouse,” “Blouse is coming off,” “Taking off her blouse,” etc.

Next Grumpy yelled, “She’s taking off her skirt,” which was followed by the echoes “Taking off her skirt,” “She’s taking off her skirt,” “Skirt’s coming off,” “Taking off her skirt,” etc.

Of course the next line from Grumpy was, “She’s taking off her bra!” and the echo chorus went down the line: “She taking off her bra!” “She’s taking off her bra!” “She taking off her bra!” etc.

Then Grumpy said, “She’s taking off her panties!” which again cascaded down the dwarf tower. “She’s taking off her panties!” “She’s taking off her panties!” “She’s taking off her panties!” “She taking off her panties!” etc.

Finally Grumpy looked around and from his vantage height saw someone coming through the woods so he yelled, “Someone’s coming!”

And from the next dwarf to the bottom dwarf was heard, “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.”

Love

I could write romantic poetry
if I could think up rhymes.

Tattoo “I love you” on my butt
about a million times.

I’d swim the deepest ocean
(if I wasn’t scared of sharks).

Carve our intials on a tree?
What?! And vandalize our parks?

I’d climb the highest mountain
if you’d drive me to Tibet.

Reenact our love with puppets?
No. That’s my dumbest idea yet!

Jeez, this is going badly-
it’s like my brain is stuck.

Just believe I love you-
now let’s go someplace and…

Cuddle.

See, I told you I had trouble with rhymes.

There were three pious monks. These monks…

There were three pious monks. These monks were so pious, in fact, that
the head abbot decided one day to reward their devotion by granting
them each one day of sin, on the condition that they confess their
activities to him at the end of the day.

So, the day cometh, and the three monks go off into the night to
indulge in all manner of sin.

The first monk saunters in at 1:00 in the morning, and tries to sneak
upstairs to bed. But the head abbot, who was waiting up for the three,
stopped him and demanded that he relate his doings.

“No, head abbot,” the first monk said, “it’s too evil for me to admit!”

“The deal was for you to tell me everything you did, otherwise you will
not receive absolution!” said the abbot.

So the first monk agreed to tell what he did. “I – I – I drank! And I
did all manner of drugs! And I smoked tea bags and old polyester ties,
and I snorted coffee whitener….”

“Enough!” said the head abbot, enraged. “Those are evil sins, but I
promised to forgive you. Go out back, drink some Holy Water, say some
prayers and you will be forgiven in the morning.”

The first monk thankfully went off to follow the abbot’s instructions.

The second monk wanders in at 2:00 AM. “What did you do last night?”
demanded the head abbot.

“I can’t say! It’s much too evil!”

“The agreement was that you must tell me everything you did!”

“Okay,” agreed the second monk. “I had all manner of sex. I had sex
with young girls, young boys, small furry quadrupeds, large species of
flora, my CD player…”

“Enough!” cried the head abbot. “That is a truly great sin. But I
promised to give you absolution. Go out back and drink some Holy
Water. Then say some prayers and you will be forgiven in the morning.”

The second monk sauntered off to do just that.

And the third and final monk crawls in at 3:00 in the morning.

“What,” asks the head abbot, “did you do this evening?”

“No, head abbot, it’s too great a sin to admit. I cannot tell!”

“The agreement, monk! You must tell me!”

The third monk bowed his head and nodded. “All right, head abbot. Last
night I…I…”

“Yes?”

“I pissed in the Holy Water.”

Why are you going to court?

When I went to City Hall to renew my dog license, I told the clerk I wanted a
license for Sex. He said,” I’d like one too!� Then I said,� But this is a dog.”
He said he didn’t care what she looked like. Then I said,� You don’t understand.
I’ve had Sex since I was 9 years old.” He winked at me and said,” You must have
been quite a kid.” When I got married and went on my honeymoon, I took my dog
with me. I told the hotel clerk that I wanted a room for my wife and me, and
another room for Sex. He said,� As long as you pay your bill, we don’t care what
you do.” I said,� Look, you don’t understand, Sex keeps me up at night.” The
clerk said, “Funny, I have the same problem.” Then I wanted to enter Sex into a
competition. Just before the judges came around, the dog ran away. Another dog
owner came over and asked me what was wrong. I said,”Sex ran away.” He said,�
What?” I told him that I wanted to have sex in the contest. He said, “You’ll
clean up!” “No you don’t understand, I wanted to have Sex on the T.V, I am
taping it at home.” He said, “You know, they do have that stuff on cable these
days.” Then my wife and I decided to separate. So we went to court to fight for
custody of the dog. I said to the judge, “Your honor, I have had Sex since
before we were married.” The judge replied,” This is no confessional. Please
stick to the facts.” Then I told him, after I was married, Sex kind of left me.
The judge said, “Yeah, me too”. Well then last night, Sex got out and ran away
again. So I went looking for him. I just about found him in an alley, when a
police car pulled up. The officer asked me what I was doing. I said, “Looking
for Sex.” My case comes up a week from tomorrow.

Stop poking me

The subway car was packed. It was rush hour, and many people were forced to stand.

One particularly cramped woman turned to the man behind her and said, “Sir, if you don’t stop poking me with your thing, I’m going to the cops!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about miss – that’s just my pay check in my pocket.”

“Oh really,” she spat. “Then you must have some job, because that’s the fifth raise you’ve had in the last half hour.”

Yo Momma vault

-yo mommas so fat,she saw a bus drive by and she yelled, stop that twinkie!-yo mommas so fat she plays pool with the solar system!-yo mommas so fat,she has her own zip code!-yo mommas so fat,planets get jealous of her!-yo mommas so fat,we could use her body as the next ozone!-yo mommas so fat, her ass looks like a black hole!-yo mommas so fat,her birth took 6 years.

Dying her roots

One day a man came home from work really horny, nearly dashing into the house to find his wife. On the fridge was a message that read, “dying roots -2:30.” Not so quick to be discouraged, the man hopped back into the car (as well as a man can hop in such a situation) and drove to his wife’s choice salon to whisk her away.Upon entering the salon, the man found no trace of his wife anywhere, and returned home. Seeing no other relief, he started upstairs to do some hands- on treatment when he saw his blonde wife working in the herb garden out back.”What are you doing out there?” he yelled from the back porch.”The roots started to show on the herbs so I had to dye them! Didn’t you see the note I left you?”