Mursal | Thursday, March 15, 2001 - 10:30 am 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?" he asked. "Oh, Bill, you didn't," she said. "Yes, I did," he told her. "My God, Bill, what happened?" "I got fired." "No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?" she asked. "Oh... she got fired too." |
L & M | Friday, March 16, 2001 - 06:29 am qax,qax,qax Keep it upppppp dude!!!!!!@!@@@@@@ |
Lady.M | Friday, March 16, 2001 - 10:15 am ............Bro u were supposed 2 keep ur jokes clean and funny............What happened? |
Anonymous | Friday, March 16, 2001 - 03:07 pm loser |
Anonymous | Monday, March 19, 2001 - 10:31 am man that was funny |
killer | Monday, March 19, 2001 - 08:15 pm Mursal. That was funny. keep the jokes coming. |
Mursal | Tuesday, March 20, 2001 - 03:12 am Lady M; If you think about it, there is nothing dirty about this joke. But I will try to keep'em clean. |