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The Penis Poem

Sat Sep 24, 2011 4:57 pm

My nookie days are over,
My pilot light is out.
What used to be my sex appeal,
Is now my water spout.
Time was when, on its own accord,
From my trousers it would spring.
But now I've got a full time job,
To find the f*cking thing.
It used to be embarrassing,
The way it would behave.
For every single morning,
It would stand and watch me shave.
Now as old age approaches,
It sure gives me the blues.
To see it hang its little head,
And watch me tie my shoes!! :old: :lol:

Re: The Penis Poem

Sat Sep 24, 2011 5:00 pm

Generation Y

- People born before 1946 were called
The Silent generation....

- People born between 1946 and 1964 are called
The Baby Boomers.

- People born between 1964 and 1980 are called
Generation X,

- And people born between 1980 and 2000 are called
Generation Y,

Why do we call the last group Generation Y?

Y should I get a job?
Y should I leave home and find my own place?
Y should I get a car when I can borrow yours?
Y should I clean my room?
Y should I wash and iron my own clothes?
Y should I buy any food?

Re: The Penis Poem

Sat Sep 24, 2011 5:06 pm

Dai and Bill, two Pensioners, met in Ponty park every day to feed the pigeons, watch the squirrels and discuss world problems.
One day Dai didn't show up. Bill didn't think much about it and figured maybe he had a cold or something..
But after Dai hadn't shown up for a week or so, Bill really got worried. However, since the only time they ever got together was at the park, Bill didn't know where Dai lived, so he was unable to find out what had happened to him.
A month had passed, and Bill figured he had seen the last of Dai, but one day, Bill approached the park and lo and behold!-there sat Dai! Bill was very excited and happy to see him and told him so.
Then he said, 'Bloody Hell Dai, what in the world happened to you?' Dai replied, 'I have been in jail.'
'Jail!' cried Bill. What in the world for?'
'Well,' Dai said, 'you know Sue, that cute little blonde waitress at the coffee shop where I sometimes go?'
'Yeah,' said Bill, 'I remember her. What about her?
'Well, one day she filed rape charges against me; and, at 89 years old, I was so proud that when I got into court, I pleaded 'guilty'.

'The judge gave me 30 days for perjury.'