RE: How's Everyone Feeling Right Meow?
August 7, 2016 at 2:41 am
(This post was last modified: August 7, 2016 at 2:43 am by Thumpalumpacus.)
Sorry you're feeling low, CD.
Here's a joke to maybe help your spirits --
Man gets on an airplane and takes his seat in first-class, next to a middle-aged gal. He pulls out a book and starts reading as the plane pulls away from the gate, and shortly after take-off he sneezes.
He sets his book down, reaches into a pocket, pulls out a tissue, undoes his trousers, and wipes up his crotch, putting the tissue into the airsick bag. The lady next to him is horrified, but much too embarrased to say anything.
About five minutes later, he sneezes again. He goes through the same routine -- undoes his trousers, wipes his crotch, tissue into the bag. The gal can't hold her tongue any more.
"Sir -- what is that you're doing? What's wrong with you?"
"Well, ma'am" he answers slowly, "I have a congenital disorder, I was born with it. Every time I sneeze, I have an orgasm. Every time."
"Dear lord," she mutters, "that's awful. What do you take for it?"
He looks at her over the top of his reading glasses. "Pepper."
Here's a joke to maybe help your spirits --
Man gets on an airplane and takes his seat in first-class, next to a middle-aged gal. He pulls out a book and starts reading as the plane pulls away from the gate, and shortly after take-off he sneezes.
He sets his book down, reaches into a pocket, pulls out a tissue, undoes his trousers, and wipes up his crotch, putting the tissue into the airsick bag. The lady next to him is horrified, but much too embarrased to say anything.
About five minutes later, he sneezes again. He goes through the same routine -- undoes his trousers, wipes his crotch, tissue into the bag. The gal can't hold her tongue any more.
"Sir -- what is that you're doing? What's wrong with you?"
"Well, ma'am" he answers slowly, "I have a congenital disorder, I was born with it. Every time I sneeze, I have an orgasm. Every time."
"Dear lord," she mutters, "that's awful. What do you take for it?"
He looks at her over the top of his reading glasses. "Pepper."