A woman recently lost her husband.
She had him cremated and brought his ashes home.
Picking up the urn that he was in, she poured him out on the counter.
She started talking to him, and tracing her fingers in the ashes, she said,
"You know that fur coat you promised me Irving?"
"I bought it with the insurance money!"
She continued: "Irving, remember that new car you promised me?"
"Well, I bought it with the insurance money!"
Still tracing her finger in the ashes, she said:
"Irving remember that blow job I promised you?
Here it comes..."
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6 comments:
mave,
you're crazy!, shit.
wtf
Now, Mave, don't you give any of those pretty girls out there any of these ideas....
hahaha.... tat's one hell of a blow man!!!
Serves the husband right for naming her as his sole beneficiary. Should had left his insurance money to his dog(s)
She is not a Mongolian and baginda is not the man.
see4
mave,
Why don't you try to learn the art of 'blowing'. The so called PKR fellow will soon be your best friend.
SADOMHUSSEIN
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