A family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father, 'Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?
The father, surprised, answers, 'Well, son, there are three kinds of Boobs: In her 20's, a woman's are like melons, round and firm. In her 30's to 40's, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit. After 50, they are like onions'.
'Onions?'
'Yes, you see them and they make you cry.'
This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter said, 'Mum, how many kinds of 'willies' are there?.
The mother, surprised, smiles and answers, 'Well dear, a man goes through three phases. In his 20's, his willy is like an oak tree: mighty and hard. In his 30's and 40's, it is like a birch: flexible but reliable. After his 50's, it is like a Christmas Tree.'
'A Christmas tree?'
'Yes - the root's dead and the balls are just for decoration.
This is just a collection of jokes. Some I remember from years gone by, Some have been emailed to me, Some recently placed on my Metro Wall. I decided to create the BLOG after my wall was washed clean by the "Graffiti Police". I will try to keep it updated with new additions daily. Plus any that are supplied to me by other Metro players. ** SOME MAY BE A LITTLE "RUDE". YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED**
Showing posts with label Balls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Balls. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
HORMONE THERAPY
HORMONE THERAPY
Dorothy has been having a few problems (in the bedroom) and her doctor prescribes testosterone, and books a follow up visit for 6 weeks time to see how things are going.
Dorothy fronts up at the appointed time and advises the doctor she is a little worried about some of the side effects she was experiencing. They seem to be having an adverse effect on her husband.
Further questioning reveals that the treatment has been very good for the reason it was prescribed, but Dorothy thinks that the dose seems to be a bit high. She tells the doctor.... "I`ve started growing hair in places that I`ve never grown hair before."
The doctor is very reassuring. He explains. "A little hair growth is a perfectly normal side effect of testosterone. Perhaps you could use some depilitory cream or similar. Just where has this hair appeared?"
Dorothy replies, a little embarassed "On my balls."
Dorothy has been having a few problems (in the bedroom) and her doctor prescribes testosterone, and books a follow up visit for 6 weeks time to see how things are going.
Dorothy fronts up at the appointed time and advises the doctor she is a little worried about some of the side effects she was experiencing. They seem to be having an adverse effect on her husband.
Further questioning reveals that the treatment has been very good for the reason it was prescribed, but Dorothy thinks that the dose seems to be a bit high. She tells the doctor.... "I`ve started growing hair in places that I`ve never grown hair before."
The doctor is very reassuring. He explains. "A little hair growth is a perfectly normal side effect of testosterone. Perhaps you could use some depilitory cream or similar. Just where has this hair appeared?"
Dorothy replies, a little embarassed "On my balls."
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tickle Me Elmo
A new employee is hired at the Tickle Me Elmo factory the personnel manager explains her duties, and tells her to report to work promptly at 8:00 a.m.
The next day at 8:45 a.m., there's a knock at the personnel manager's door. The assembly line foreman comes in and starts ranting about this new employee. He says she's incredibly slow, and the whole line is backing up.
The foreman takes the personnel manager down to the factory floor to show him the problem. Sure enough, Elmos are backed up all over the place. At the end of the line is the new employee. She has a roll of the material used for the Elmos and a big bag of marbles. They both watch as she cuts a little piece of fabric, wraps it around two marbles, and starts sewing the little package between Elmo's legs.
The personnel manager starts laughing hysterically. After several minutes, he pulls himself together, walks over to the woman, and says, "I'm sorry, I guess you misunderstood me yesterday. Your job is to give Elmo two test tickles.
The next day at 8:45 a.m., there's a knock at the personnel manager's door. The assembly line foreman comes in and starts ranting about this new employee. He says she's incredibly slow, and the whole line is backing up.
The foreman takes the personnel manager down to the factory floor to show him the problem. Sure enough, Elmos are backed up all over the place. At the end of the line is the new employee. She has a roll of the material used for the Elmos and a big bag of marbles. They both watch as she cuts a little piece of fabric, wraps it around two marbles, and starts sewing the little package between Elmo's legs.
The personnel manager starts laughing hysterically. After several minutes, he pulls himself together, walks over to the woman, and says, "I'm sorry, I guess you misunderstood me yesterday. Your job is to give Elmo two test tickles.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Black Testicles
A male patient is lying in bed in the hospital, wearing an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose, still heavily sedated from a difficult four hour, surgical procedure.
A young student nurse appears to give him a partial sponge bath.
"Nurse", he mumbles, from behind the mask. "Are my testicles black?"
Embarrassed, the young nurse replies "I don't know, Sir. I'm only here to wash your upper body and feet."
He struggles to ask again, "Nurse, are my testicles black?"
Concerned that he may elevate his vitals from worry about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and sheepishly pulls back the covers.
She raises his gown, holds his penis in one hand and his testicles in the other, lifting and moving them around.
Then, she takes a close look and says, "There's nothing wrong with them, Sir !!"
The man pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her and says very slowly,
"Thank you very much. That was wonderful, but listen very, very closely......
A r e - m y - t e s t - r e s u l t s - b a c k ? "
A young student nurse appears to give him a partial sponge bath.
"Nurse", he mumbles, from behind the mask. "Are my testicles black?"
Embarrassed, the young nurse replies "I don't know, Sir. I'm only here to wash your upper body and feet."
He struggles to ask again, "Nurse, are my testicles black?"
Concerned that he may elevate his vitals from worry about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and sheepishly pulls back the covers.
She raises his gown, holds his penis in one hand and his testicles in the other, lifting and moving them around.
Then, she takes a close look and says, "There's nothing wrong with them, Sir !!"
The man pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her and says very slowly,
"Thank you very much. That was wonderful, but listen very, very closely......
A r e - m y - t e s t - r e s u l t s - b a c k ? "
Saturday, April 11, 2009
INDIAN WITH ONE TESTICLE (mayor of Erlenweg)
There once was a Red Indian whose given name was "Onestone". So named because he had only one testicle. He hated that name and asked everyone not to call him Onestone.
After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said, "If anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!"
The word got around and nobody called him that any more.
Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird forgot and said, "Good morning, Onestone."
He jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where he made love to her all day and all night.
He made love to her all the next day, until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.
The word got around that Onestone meant what he promised he would do.
Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a woman named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being away for many years.
Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw Onestone.
She hugged him and said, "Good to see you, Onestone."
Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, then he made love to her all day, made love to her all night, made love to her all the next day, made love to her all the next night, but Yellow Bird didn't die!
What is the moral of this story?????...........................OH, come on...make a guess!
Think about it (You're going to love this!)
And the moral is...
You can't kill two birds with one stone!!
After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said, "If anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!"
The word got around and nobody called him that any more.
Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird forgot and said, "Good morning, Onestone."
He jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where he made love to her all day and all night.
He made love to her all the next day, until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.
The word got around that Onestone meant what he promised he would do.
Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a woman named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being away for many years.
Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw Onestone.
She hugged him and said, "Good to see you, Onestone."
Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, then he made love to her all day, made love to her all night, made love to her all the next day, made love to her all the next night, but Yellow Bird didn't die!
What is the moral of this story?????...........................OH, come on...make a guess!
Think about it (You're going to love this!)
And the moral is...
You can't kill two birds with one stone!!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)