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16
Dec

Twas the Night before a Shitty Christmas

shitty-santaTwas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
everyone felt shitty
even the mouse,

Mom at the whorehouse
and dad smoking grass
I’d just settled down
for a nice piece of ass,

When out on the lawn
I heard such a clatter
I sprung from my peice
to see what was the matter,

Then out on the lawn
I saw a big dick
I knew in a moment
it must be St. Nick,

He came down the chimney
like a bat out of hell
I knew in a moment
the fucker had fell,

He filled all our stockings
with pretzels and beer
and a big rubber dick
for my brother,the queer,

He rose up the chimney
with a thunerous fart
the son of a bitch
blew the chimney apart,

He swore and he cursed
as he rode out of sight
Piss on you all
and have a hell of a night!

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15
Dec

Top 10 Things in Golf that Sound Dirty

Slay.me Joke of the Day10. Damn, I missed the hole again.

9. Hold up. I’ve got to wash my balls.

8. Just turn your back and drop it.

7. You have a nice stroke, but your follow through leaves a lot to be desired.

6. Lift your head and spread your legs.

5. My hands are so sweaty I can’t get a good grip.

4. After 18 holes I can barely walk.

3. You really wacked the hell out of that sucker.

2. Oh, dang, my shaft’s all bent.

and the numbe r 1 think in Golf that sounds dirty

1. Look at the size of his putter.

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14
Dec

World War 2 – Sexual Confession

Slay.me Joke of the DayIt was 1965 & an elderly Italian man who lived on the outskirts of Rimini, Italy, went to the local church for confession.

When the priest slid open the panel in the Confessional, The man said: ‘Father … During World War II, a beautiful
Jewish woman from our neighborhood knocked urgently on my door and asked me to hide her from the Nazis.  So I hid her in my attic.’
The priest replied: ‘That was a wonderful thing you did, and you have no need to confess that.’
‘There is more to tell, Father… She started to repay me with sexual favors.
This happened several times a week, and sometimes twice on Sundays.’
The priest said, ‘That was a long time ago and by doing what you did, you placed the two of you in great danger. But two people under
those circumstances can easily succumb to the weakness of the flesh.  However, if you are truly sorry for your actions, you are indeed forgiven.’

‘Thank you, Father. That’s a great load off my mind.

I do have one more question.’

‘And what is that?’ asked the priest.

‘Should I tell her the war is over?”

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