25/3/2005
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eastmidswhizzkid
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there's this bloke who's spent his entire working life at a pickle factory.forty years of exemplarary graft without a single complaint or indeed any other incident of note.however the years have taken their toll,and after a long period of denial he has to finally admit that he has developed an uncontrollable desire to stick his prick in the pickle slicer.upon hearing of this his boss informs him that such behaviour would be considered unacceptable(food hygiene etc.) and that failure to contain himself would result in him being sacked.so,one day he arrives home early from work."what are you doing here at this time?"asks his wife;to which he replies "i'm sorry love,i gave in to my urge and stuck my prick into the pickle slicer and got fired"hurriedly whipping off his kecks,his wife says"well your prick looks okay;what happened to the pickle slicer?""oh" he says"she got the sack as well!"
Well I was handsome and I was strong
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"