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Hross


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Oh, But How This Fetid Land Darkens Ever So At This Witchly Hour · 10:25am Aug 10th, 2014

Hey, gang. Seeing as to how I just got off work and am completely wired right now, I can't get to sleep just yet. Ergo...I'm currently in that vacillating purgatory of uncertainty as to whether or not I should attempt to tell what a far less picky man would deem a "joke." Okay. I decided. Yawl kin trei sukken on thiss, mei Knee-Grows:

What name would you give a gay bar that exclusively serves a clientele comprised solely of ice cream vendors and milk delivery men?
Answer: "The Dairy Queen"

Wow...that was pure shit. Oh, well....and hey....that reminds me of another joke! While we're on this current discussion of dairy industry workers and their sexual plights, we might as well maintain this topical continuity, ja? Here we go:

Gary, an ice cream truck driver, is an expert lover, albeit he's an admittedly perverse individual. He names all his techniques after popular ice cream products. His favorite signature move involves evacuating himself directly into a willing (or un-) lady's open vajayjay. What does he call this move?
Answer: "The Choco Taco"

These things are actually fucking delicious by the way. Thanks a lot, Gary!! Mother...fucker...

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Comments ( 13 )

:rainbowlaugh: These are new ones to me. I like 'em!
Why not the jokes we were telling, hmm? :duck:

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'Cuz our jokes are sexual and private....just between us boys, Dusty....*giggles*

I'm gonna go driving around stoned in the Ghaznavid Empire

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Don't...you...dare!!

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That's the face I make when I fap...
Not really...

2359520 Now I'm driving drunk and stoned in the Pit Comb Ware Culture reich. You mad breh?

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Are you trying to teach me things? If so, then stop it. I didn't come here to learn. I came here to void my brain of it's delusions like a long-impacted bowel movement consisting of naught but five pounds of pencil shavings and a cheese quesadilla....and I chose to share this sacrosanct ordure with all you impotent, little monkey folk. You should be goddamn grateful I ignored my better judgment. Let's touch weiners, my training brah.

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