A Love Story From Carrie
Watch the last line- it'll get you!
An ugly man walks into his local pub with a big grin on his face.
"What are you so happy about?" asks the barman.
"Well, I'll tell you," replies the ugly man. "You know, I live by the railroad tracks. Well, on my way home last night, I noticed a young woman tied to the tracks, like in the films. I, of course, went and cut her free and took her back to my place. Anyway, to make a long story short, I scored big time! We made love all night, all over the house. We did everything, me on top, sometimes her on top, every position imaginable!"
"Fantastic!", exclaimed the barman. "You lucky bastard. Was she pretty?"
"Dunno . . .
Never found the head!"
posted by Tramp at
Saturday, November 11, 2006
5 Comments:
you're sick...sick, i tell ya...
hehehe...
Okay first, I agree, that is a sick one.
And second, it wasn't me.
Go back and read the title!
Tramp,
I found the head. And yes, she was pretty.
At least until decomposition set in.
I tossed it out in the back yard and lucky for me, a squirrel buried it. Wouldn't want to hit it with my mower.
That's disturbing.
Looks like you came to the right place!
We disturb more individuals before 9:00 AM than most people do all day!
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