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			A German guy approaches a prostitute. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			"I vish to buy sex viz you." "OK," says the girl, "I charge £20 an hour." "..ist goot, but I must varn you, I am a little kinky." "No problem," she replies cautiously, "I can do little kinky." So off they go to the girl's flat, where the German produces four large bedsprings and a duck caller. "I vant zat you tie ze springs to each of your hans und knees." The girl finds this most odd, but complies, fastening the springs as he had said, to her hands and knees. "Now you vill get on your hans und knees." She duly does this, balancing precariously on the springs. "You vill please to blow zis kwacker as I make love to you." She finds it odd, but figures it's harmless (and the guy is paying.) She finds the sex is fantastic, as she is bounced all over the room by the energetic German, all the time honking on the duck caller. The climax is the most sensational that she has ever experienced and it is several minutes before she has enough breath to say, "That was totally amazing, what do you call that position ?" "Ah," says the German . . ."zat is ze........ Four-sprung Duck Technique. 
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			Jay, I think your pun is missing.  
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Not that that's a bad thing, necessarily ... 
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			Innovation through Technology. Okay. Uh. Yeah. But what about the duck?
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			Catholic Dog 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company. One day the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and asked, "Father, me dog is dead. Could ya' be saying' a mass for the poor creature?" Father Patrick replied, "I'm afraid not; we cannot have services for an animal in the church. But there are some Baptists down the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe. Maybe they'll do something for the creature." Muldoon said, "I'll go right away Father. Do ya' think $5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?" Father Patrick exclaimed, "Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn`t ya tell me the dog was Catholic? 
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			What is the difference between girls/woman 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
	aged: 8, 18, 28, 38, 48, 58. 68, and 78 ? At 8 -- You put her in bed and tell her a story. At 18 -- You tell her a story and take her to bed. At 28 -- You don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed. At 38 -- She tells you a story and takes you to bed. At 48 -- She tells you a story to avoid going to bed. At 58 -- You stay in bed to avoid her story. At 68 -- If you take her to bed, that'll be a story! At 78 -- What story??? What bed??? Who are you???  | 
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			An old man and woman were married for many years, even though they 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
	hated each other. When they had a confrontation, screaming and yelling could be heard deep into the night. The old man would shout, "When I die, I will dig my way up and out of the grave and come back and haunt you for the rest of your life!" Neighbors feared him. They believed he practiced black magic, because of the many strange occurrences that took place in their neighborhood. The old man liked the fact that he was feared. To everyone's relief, the man died of a heart attack when he was 68. His wife had a closed casket at the wake. After the burial, she went straight to the local bar and began to party, as if there was no tomorrow. Her neighbors, concerned for her safety, asked, "Aren't you afraid that he will be back to haunt you for the rest of your life?" The wife put down her drink and said, "Let him dig. I had him buried upside down......."  | 
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		   Tip for Men'A man has never been shot while doing the dishes' Two irish men are adrift in a small boat out in the ocean with no paddles and no land in site. One of them sees a bottle floating in the water and plucks it out. when they open the bottle a genie appears and grants them one wish. before the first guy can say a word the second pipes up with i wish that the ocean was made of guinness the genie says done and disappears. looking around they see that the ocean is truly made of guinness. the first irish man slaps the second very hard across the back of the head and cries you fool what have you done now we will have to piss in the boat. 
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			I have some raunchy ones, where do I post em'?
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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			John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business. He had several hundred young layers (hens), called pullets and eight or ten  
		
		
		
		
		
		
			roosters, whose job was to fertilize the eggs. The farmer kept records and any rooster that didn't perform went into the soup pot and was replaced. That took an awful lot of his time so he bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a different tone so John could tell from a distance, which rooster was performing. Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells. The farmer's favorite rooster was old Butch, and a very fine specimen he was, too. But on this particular morning John noticed old Butch's bell hadn't rung at all! John went to investigate. The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing. The pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover. But to Farmer John's amazement, Butch had his bell in his beak, so it couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one. John was so proud of Butch, he entered him in the county fair and Butch became an overnight sensation among the judges. The result: The judges not only awarded Butch the "No Bell Piece Prize," but they also awarded him the "Pullet Surprise" as well. Clearly Butch was a politician in the making. Who else but a politician could figure out how to win two of the most highly coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and screwing them when they weren't looking. 
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	One was assaulted. LOL that one cracks me up every time!  | 
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			LOL heck yes!  I have a done of dirty, despicable, and down right wrong jokes!
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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 You have a "done" huh? Don't you mean a ton? 
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