I’ve got a rash

This fella goes to the doctor and says”Doctor, I’ve got a rash round my cock, have you got anything for it?”

The doctor said” put this on and come back next week if it doesn’t work.”

The bloke comes back the next week and the cream hadn’t worked so he tells the doctor and the doctor gives him more cream and tells him to come back next week if it doesn’t work.

The bloke comes back and the cream still hasn’t worked so the doctor says “Drop your pants.”

The man drops his pants and the doctor has a look and tells him to put another cream on the man then says “Doctor it’s worked!! What was that?”

The doctor replies “Lipstick remover”

Sex in a fence

will young kylie manougue and robbie williams cummin home from the pub and kylie trips over and gets her hed stuck in a fence so naturally robbie pulls up her skirt and starts fucking her
He then says cummon will its ure turn
willstarts crying and tears fall to the ground
will why r u crying
will replies i cant fit my head through the fence.

Maried Three Times & Still a Virgin

A middle aged man and woman meet, fall in love, and decide to get married. On their wedding night they settle into the bridal suite at their hotel and the bride says to her new groom, “Please promise to be gentle,… I am still a virgin.”

The startled groom says “How can that be? You’ve been married 3 times before.”

The bride responds… “Well you see it was this way: My first husband was a psychiatrist and all he ever wanted to do was talk about it.”

“My second husband was a gynecologist and all he ever wanted to do was look at it.”

“And my third husband was a stamp collector and all he ever wanted to do was……………..God I miss him!”

FLEES

OK THERE ARE THREE FLEES ON A NAKED WOMAN THE FRIST ONE FINDS TWO TALL MOUTAIN,THE 2 ONE FINDS BOSHES, THE 3 ONE FINDS A BIG CAVE. THE NEXT MORNING, THEY ALL WAKE UPAND TALK ABOUT HOW THEY SLEEPED.
THE1FLEE[GRAT],THE 2[GRAT],THE 3[NOT AT ALL THIS BALED GUY CAME IN THEN WENT OUT LIKE 50 TIMES SO I PUNCHED HIM THEN HE GOT ME WET WITH THIS YELLOW STUFF!!!!!!!

Six Feet under the Sheets

Marge was in bed with a man (not her husband). All of a sudden, they heard a
noise downstairs. “Oh, my God, your husband is home! What am I going to do?”

“Just stay in bed with me. He’s probably so drunk; he isn�t going to notice
you here with me.” The fear of getting caught trying to escape was more powerful
than the thought of getting caught in bed with Marge, so he trusted her advice.
Sure enough, Marge’s husband came crawling into bed and as he pulled the covers
over him, he pulled the blankets, exposing six feet.

“Honey!” he yelled. “What the hell is going on? I see six feet at the end of
the bed!”

“Dear, you’re so drunk, you can’t count. If you don’t believe me, count them
again.”

The husband got out of bed, and counted. “One, two, three, and
four… By gosh, you’re right, dear!”