An Oral Tale

Here�s a tale from the oval office
told without rancour or malice
about intern acts
and oral sex
on the presidential phallus.

bill�s dick was out of its stable
with monica willing and able
to meet and greet
that piece of meat
beneath a white house table.

matters of state were delayed
as he wanted a little quick head
but after one slick lick
on the end of his dick
he came on her blue dress instead.

said monica “this is really a pain
for you�ve gone and left a big stain
but no way will i wash it
i�ll keep it and stash it
for someday i may need it again.”

said bill “i hope that no-one has seen us
with you going down on my penis
for no one must know
that you gave me a blow
so we�ll keep this thing strictly between us.”

but after making so messy a slip
between bill�s dick and her lip
monica felt a need to confess
about the stain on her dress
to the loathsome linda tripp.

to her cost poor monica found
that linda was wired up for sound
she had her tape running
for the tale of bill�s cuming
and that�s how the word got around.

then tripp told that fellow ken starr
who wanted bill�s balls in a jar
and he created a dinsky
that made miss lewinsky
hand that dress into the bar.

this guy starr will not rest
and the feds are doing their best
to see if that spot
is bill�s cum or not
by running a dna test.

poor bill feels a bit of a twit
about all that lewinsky bit
for by being immoral
and indulging in oral
he�s landed himself in the s***.

you�ll remember bill�s pot-smoking tale
and this time he�ll surely not fail
to say ejaculations
aren�t sexual relations
because monica didn�t inhale.

Cadillac DeVille

A man and his wife were driving through country on their way from New York to California.
Looking at his fuel gauge, he decided to stop at the next gasoline station and fill up. About 15 minutes later, he spots a Mobil station and pulls over to the high octane pump.

“What can I do for ya’ll?” asks the attendant.

“Fill `er up with high test,” replies the driver.

While the attendant is filling up the tank, he’s looking the car up and down.

“What kinda car is this?” he asks. “I never seen one like it before.”

“Well,” responds the driver, his chest swelling up with pride, “This, my boy. It is a 1998 Cadillac DeVille.”

“What all’s it got in it?” asks the attendant.

“Well,” says the driver, “It has everything. It’s loaded with power steering, power seats, power sun roof, power mirrors, AM/FM radio with a 10 deck CD player in the trunk with 100 watts per channel, 8 speaker stereo, rack and pinion steering, disk brakes all around, leather interior, digital instrument package, and best of all, a 8.8 liter V12 engine.”

“Wow,” says the attendant, “that’s really something!”

“How much do I owe you for the gasoline?” asks the driver.

“That’ll be $30.17,” says the attendant.

The driver pulls out his money clip and peels off a $20 and a $10. He goes into his other pocket and pulls out a handful of change. Mixed up with the change are a few golf tees.

“What are those little wooden things?” asks the attendant.

“That’s what I put my balls on when I drive,” says the driver.

“Wow,” says the attendant, “Those Cadillac people think of everything!”

Who am I!!!

I once had a friend who was a renowned clinical psycologist. He used to tell me about all the patients he had seen.

One of the most interesting cases he told me about involved a schizophrenic with multiple personality disorder.

At times this person believed himself to be a temptress in a Bizet opera. At other times he was convinced that he was the head of the German Luftwaffe in WW II.

The concensus of the practitioners was that the poor fellow didn’t know if he was Carmen or Goerring…

Una hermosa mujer joven sale

Una hermosa mujer joven sale de la ducha, se envuelve en una toalla y le avisa a su marido que ya puede utilizar la ducha. Cuando �l entra en la ducha suena el timbre de la puerta. La esposa le dice que ella abre, y baja a abrir la puerta envuelta en la toalla.

Cuando abre la puerta se encuentra a su vecino Bill, quien se queda boquiabierto ante la visi�n que se le ofrece. Entonces, �l saca dos billetes nuevecitos de 100 d�lares y le dice a ella que son suyos si deja caer la toalla hasta la cintura.

Ella piensa, “�por qu� no?”, de modo que deja caer la toalla y coge el dinero. Bill jadea ante lo que ve; saca prontamente otros doscientos d�lares y se los ofrece por dejar caer la toalla completamente. La mujer piensa que ya hab�a llegado bastante lejos, as� que no importaba, y deja caer la toalla al suelo. Bill la contempla un momento, le da las gracias y se va.

Cuando ella sube de nuevo, su marido que acababa de ducharse, le pregunta que qui�n hab�a llamado a la puerta. Ella contesta: “era simplemente Bill”.

“�Y ha tra�do los 400 d�lares que me debe?”, pregunta el marido.

Golfing with an older man

A young man who was also an avid golfer found himself with a few hours to spare one afternoon. He figured if he hurried and played very fast, he could get in nine holes before he had to head home. Just as he was about to tee off an old gentleman shuffled onto the tee and asked if he could accompany the young man as he was golfing alone. Not being able to say no, he allowed the old gent to join him. To his surprise the old man played fairly quickly. He didn’t hit the ball far, but plodded along consistently and didn’t waste much time. Finally, they reached the 9th fairway and the young man found himself with a tough shot. There was a large pine tree right in front of his ball – and directly between his ball and the green. After several minutes of debating how to hit the shot the old man finally said, “You know, when I was your age I’d hit the ball right over that tree.” With that challenge placed before him, the youngster swung hard, hit the ball up, right smack into the top of the tree trunk and it thudded back on the ground not a foot from where it had originally lay. The old man offered one more comment, “Of course, when I was your age that pine tree was only three feet tall.”