Thursday, January 17, 2013

For the Goose or the Gander

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My buddy told me for 100th time he was offering to pay for his wife to have a breast augmentation, which in lay mans terms is a boob job.  His wife was having none of this from him.

His wife a very attractive professional lady.  Any man would walk on broken glass just to buy her dinner, but her clueless husband just won't get off the subject of enlarged orbs.

One day we are all out to dinner and he is once again beating the horse (boob job) topic to death when out for the blue his wife turns and offers to let him pay for them.

My buddy is so happy he jumps up and dances around the table.

When he sits down she tells him that fair is fair and she wants him to agree to change something for her.

He says he will do anything she wants if she will get the boob job.

She smiles and says.

"I am glad to hear it.  I have always wanted to sleep with a man with a third testicle.

C.F. Waller




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