TWO OLD MEN DECIDE THEY ARE CLOSE TO THEIR LAST DAYS AND
> DECIDE TO HAVE A LAST NIGHT ON THE TOWN. AFTER A FEW DRINKS, THEY END UP AT
> THE LOCAL BROTHEL.
> THE MADAM TAKES ONE LOOK AT THE TWO OLD GEEZERS AND WHISPERS TO HER MANAGER,
> 'GO UP TO THE FIRST TWO BEDROOMS AND PUT AN INFLATED DOLL IN EACH BED. THESE
> TWO ARE SO OLD AND DRUNK, I'M NOT WASTING TWO OF MY GIRLS ON THEM. THEY
> WON'T KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.' THE MANAGER DOES AS HE IS TOLD AND THE TWO OLD
MEN GO
> UPSTAIRS AND TAKE CARE OF THEIR BUSINESS.
>
> AS THEY ARE WALKING HOME THE FIRST MAN SAYS, 'YOU KNOW, I
> THINK MY GIRL WAS DEAD!' 'DEAD?' SAYS HIS FRIEND, 'WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?
> 'WELL, SHE NEVER MOVED OR MADE A SOUND ALL THE TIME I WAS
> LOVING HER.'
>
> HIS FRIEND SAYS, 'COULD BE WORSE I THINK MINE WAS A WITCH.'
> ' A WITCH, WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT?'
> 'WELL, I WAS MAKING LOVE TO HER, KISSING HER ON THE NECK AND I
> GAVE HER A LITTLE BITE, THEN SHE FARTED AND FLEW OUT THE WINDOW..., TAKING
> MY TEETH WITH HER

that was a good one

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