Might've posted this before-
Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess,
“Will you marry me?”
The Princess immediately said, “No!”
And the Prince lived happily ever after, and rode motorcycles and dated thin, long-legged, full-breasted women, and hunted and fished and raced cars, and went to titty bars and dated ladies half his age and drank whiskey, beer and Bundaberg Rum, and never heard bitching and never paid child support or alimony, and dated barmaids and kept his house and boat, and ate potato chips and beans, and blew enormous farts, and never got cheated on while he was at work, and all his friends and family thought he was friggin cool as hell, and he had tons of money in the bank, and left the toilet seat up.
The End.
Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess,
“Will you marry me?”
The Princess immediately said, “No!”
And the Prince lived happily ever after, and rode motorcycles and dated thin, long-legged, full-breasted women, and hunted and fished and raced cars, and went to titty bars and dated ladies half his age and drank whiskey, beer and Bundaberg Rum, and never heard bitching and never paid child support or alimony, and dated barmaids and kept his house and boat, and ate potato chips and beans, and blew enormous farts, and never got cheated on while he was at work, and all his friends and family thought he was friggin cool as hell, and he had tons of money in the bank, and left the toilet seat up.
The End.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
