Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed
there for a number of years when he came home one day to
confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion. He
had an urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer. His wife
suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it,
but Bill indicated that he'd be too embarrassed. He vowed to
overcome the compulsion on his own. One day a few weeks later,
Bill came home absolutely ashen. His wife could see at once that
something was seriously wrong.
"What's wrong, Bill?" she asked.
"Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge
to put my penis into the pickle slicer?"
"Oh, Bill, you didn't."
"Yes, I did."
"My God, Bill, what happened?"
"I got fired."
"No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?"
"Oh...she got fired too."
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5 comments:
LOL too funny
heh heh
good one!!
yep yep
ha ha ha
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