So the happy prostitute said to the sad prostitute, you know..it takes far fewer muscles to smile than frown, not to mention you’ll get even more business this way. To which the sad prostitute replied, I can’t smile right now..too many cramps (pointing at her frown).
A blonde walks into a fast food restaurant and asks if by chance they carry something called a blowjob to go, for her very demanding boss who sent her there to pick one up for him.
That’s all the jokes for now. It was a very short drive. Does anyone else ever wonder what makes certain people look both ways repeatedly, before eventually deciding to make a RIGHT turn at an intersection?..This is where I instantly lost my sense of humor during my brief road trip, although a tiny part of me still wanted to laugh anyway. Was too busy cussing up a storm at the driver of the car ahead of me to want to try to reconsider.
My very own little golden book for adults. 