Sunday, August 5, 2012

Did You Ask...

"Did you ask the priest for help?"
     "Yes.  He made me blow him."
    
"That's your girlfriend?  Man, you're playing with fire."
     "That's okay.  I've got a hose."

Kids in elementary school are learning the kind of math I used to avoid in high school.

I was married for several meaningful minutes to a Vegas hooker.

I enjoy eating at McDonald's...  and my toilet enjoys it two hours later.

Those were the good times.  I was young.  I was in high school.  I didn't know what a prostate was.  Much less that it would eventually have to be checked or how it would be checked.

Guaranteed to void even the strongest digestive system.

Guaranteed to void even the strongest intestine.

Guaranteed to void even the strongest colon.

Cops, calories, cost, confusion, communicable diseases, and you can throw in conception

Sunday, June 17, 2012

It's The Logical Progression...

It's the logical progression.  One week you're saving the Rain Forest, the next you're sucking dick.

His eyes bug out in direct proportion to how lost he thinks I am. 

Like a dog looking for its pack.  Don't take the good with the bad.  Take the good with the better.  Why include bad as one of your options?

Jesus died for my sins, but He keeps throwing it back in my face.

Or how about George Zimmerman, who...  well, okay, bad example.

Why are jerks so appealing to women?

Why are crazy women so sexy?

"Yeah, whatever," she apologized.

El Paso!  Forget Columbia, our prostitutes know how to keep their mouths shut!

"Jesus wouldn't do that."
     "Yeah, well, Jesus don't live around here no more."

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Faster Than...

Faster than the speed of lies.

When my ex-wife dies, I went to the funeral just to make sure she was dead.

She's not a classic beauty.  And by classic, I mean pleasing to the eye.
 
They say you don't have any energy after sex, but the girls I have sex with usually have just enough energy to ask me for money.

I said "Holy Mackeral!"  Only I didn't say "mackeral."

The Man From F.A.G.G.O.T.  (Federal Agency for Global Goodness and Other Things)

The more complicated a story gets, the less true it probably is.

Zombie Elvis:  Instead of kissing the girls in his audience...  he eats their brains!

"Until death do us part."  It begins as a promise, it ends as a goal.

My 1st wife was a trophy wife, but it was for last place.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Being Unappreciative...

It's not that I'm unappreciative.  It's that I show my appreciation by doing what can be misconstrued as being unappreciative.

The itch of the unwritten word.

Genius happens in clusters.

Comforting the enemy of creativity.

Li'l Jimmy Farakan

I was the first white man to perform on Soul Train.  Some say David Bowie was.  I said "man."

Rick Perry, who's not only our Governor, but was a terrific WWE wrestler.  Something that doesn't ever get mentioned.

Everybody looks good from the Hubble Telescope.

Let's face it.  The media deals with stereotypes and profiling.  They'll present you the way you present yourself.  So our image is determined by the image we present.  Men and/or the media don't make up images.  They're too lazy, and lack imagination to do that.

A hand-up is better than a hand-out...  but nothing beats a hand-job.

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Saturday, May 5, 2012

Sky Grifters...

Too broke for God.

This is a subject so sensitive I don't know if I can find the humor in it, just as you--my loyal reader--are hard-pressed to find the humor in this blog.

Goofus & Gallant

What do you call Kermit and Miss Piggy's children?
     Hybrid monster babies
     Frog-pig babies
     Miss Piggy get an abortion
     Don't drag the kids into it

The Help.  Alternate title:  White People Bad.  Black People Good.
                                            Thank God For Whitey

Dylan expresses in one sentence what some take a whole book to explain.

We need to rise up like those monkeys in those Planet of the Apes movies.

I'm gonna punch you like the punching-bag shape you're like.

Putting on a Superman costume or putting a towel around your neck and pretending you're a superhero doesn't mean you can fly.

That's as old as the dirt you're walking on.


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Saturday, April 28, 2012

The John Leslie Story

John Leslie:  A Hard Life
                    by John Leslie


     All my life I've just been considered a life-support system for my cock.  Even I, too, have thought that about myself on occassion.  But, now that I'm older, and can only have sex 3 maybe 4 times a day, now I think it's time for me to give you the heads-up, the low-down, and the huckle-buck about my co-stars in the porno industry.

     Johnny Holmes--I've always had the suspicion that he was of the kind that big-dick stereotypes have evolved from.  He once told me this story about his time in prison: 
     When he first entered his jailcell, his cellmate--a big, mean-looking prisoner--told him,  "The first thing we're gonna do is decide who you're gonna be.  Are you gonna be the wife or the husband?" 
     Johhny had to think quick.
     "Why, I'll be the husband," he said.  Rather cleverly, he thought.
     "That's good," the hulking giant said.  "Now come suck your wife's dick!"

     Jaime Gillis--He isn't really the Anti-Christ.  That "666" birthmark is just an unfortunate coincidence.

     Ron Jeremy--I can remember his first words to me when we were first introduced:  "Oink! Oink!"

     Traci Lords--Around the porno sets, she was affectionately referred to as "Queen Bitch."  With a pussy that big, who could tell she was under-aged?

     Jerry Butler--"Mr. Duh."  I'm not saying he's stupid, I'm just saying it takes him an hour to cook Minute Rice.

     Loise Aires--Man, she had a stinky pussy.  If you think a shit shake that's been left out in the sun for a week smells bad, you haven't smelled her pussy yet.  No truth to the rumor that a dog once showed up to the set, took a whiff between her legs, and threw up.
     The stench finally got so bad she had to go see a doctor to find out what the matter was.  After a careful and thorough examination, the doctor told Loise that she had a bad case of the "zacklies."
     "The 'zacklies'?" she yelled.  "What the fuck are the 'zacklies'?"
     The doctor took a deep, wise breath.
     "The 'zacklies'" he patiently explained, "is when your pussy smells 'zackly' like your ass!"

     Ginger Lynn--In the porno business, she was known as the blow-job poster child.  He legs could bend like Gumby's.

     Vanessa Del Rio--I'm not spilling any secrets here, but her clit's so big, I think she qualifies as a man.

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Saturday, April 21, 2012

The Best Defense...

Can't get your little soldier to salute?  That's okay, it's probably her fault anyway.  Even if it's not, it's always best to make her think it is.  So, with that in mind, I offer you:


Ten Excuses Men Make When...  Well, You Know

1.  My mom called today.

2.  Maybe if you were prettier.

3. You're just too damn fat.

4.  ZZ Top has less hair.

5.  I'm not used to lowering my standards.

6.  It must be you, because I sure don't have this problem when I cheat on you.

7.  Do you dress like my mom on purpose?

8.  By any chance, did you used to be a man?  No reason.

9.  If you left now, you wouldn't have to hurry home.

10.  What's that smell?