Story Teller

An Irish man went to confession

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Fanny Green?’ ‘A new woman in the neighborhood,’ the sinner replied. ‘Very well,’ sighed the priest. Go and say ten Hail Mary’s.; At mass the next morning, as the priest prepared to deliver the sermon, a tall, voluptuous, drop-dead gorgeous redheaded woman entered the sanctuary. The eyes of every man in the church fell upon her as she slowly sashayed up the aisle and sat down right in front of the priest. Her dress was green and very short, and she wore matching, shiny emerald-green shoes. The priest and the altar boy gasped as the woman in the green dress and matching green shoes sat with her legs spread slightly apart, but just enough to realize she wasn’t wearing any underwear. The priest turned to the altar boy and whispered, ‘Is that Fanny Green?’ The bug-eyed altar boy couldn’t believe his ears but managed to calmly reply, ‘No Father, I think it’s just a reflection from her shoes’

When the Man Declares

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couple of sick days from work…”
“Suzie was so thrilled to have me around,
that every time a mail or delivery person
came by, she’d run down the driveway waving
her arms hollering, ‘My husband’s home!
My husband’s home!’”

Lecture About C*nnil1ngus

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the exact opposite effect – there is no way you can
enjoy yourself with a man between your legs if you’re thinking, ‘Hmm, Mum’d be proud.’”

A beautiful woman went up to the bar

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no,” he replied. “Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him,” she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
“I’m afraid I can’t,” breathed the bartender. “Is there anything I can do?” “Yes. I need for you to give him a message,” she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender’s lip and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
“What should I tell him?” the flustered bartender managed to stammer.
“Tell him,” she whispered, “There’s no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room.