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an old one that I was reminded of by a cartoon posted on facebook:
So, I was sitting in the bar the other night, and this bombshell saunters in. She's got huge low slung boobs cradled in a low cut silk evening gown, legs up to here, and full rounded hips that would make men crash cars.
She runway walks straight toward me, and sits in the seat next to me. I was quite breathless by now. After a few moments and several stolen glances my way, she leans over to me and asks, "Hey, you smell really nice.... What do you have on?"
I said, without thinking, " A hard-on, but I didn't think you could smell it!"
she slapped me.
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There's a Shadow just behind me. Shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. _tool
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