Three women got together one evening and through a fog of marijuana teetered down a dangerous path. They found themselves recounting their tumultuous adventures with unsuitable partners.
Towards the end of the evening, they converged upon an idea of spending their twilight years together in an Old Hag Home.
Then one friend said: And there'll be a sign outside that says 'Yay Boobies!'
To which the other one added: No entry unless you grow a pair.
Towards the end of the evening, they converged upon an idea of spending their twilight years together in an Old Hag Home.
Then one friend said: And there'll be a sign outside that says 'Yay Boobies!'
To which the other one added: No entry unless you grow a pair.
Three men got together one evening and through a haze of smoke and beer staggered up an intrepid path. They found themselves recounting their weary conquests over sultry maidens.
ReplyDeleteTowards the end of the evening, they converged upon an idea of spending their last years in a Big Boys Stable.
Then one friend said: And there'll be a sign outside that says 'Gotta have balls!'
To which the other one added: No entry unless you grow a pair.
:D That's the prequel.
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