The Sunday AM poor taste joke. (maturely immature)

[Jimmypoo]

Anna had lost her husband almost 4 yrs ago.

Her daughter was constantly calling her & urging her to get back into the world.
Finally, Anna said she'd go out, but didn't know anyone. Her daughter immediately
replied, "Mom! I have someone for you to meet!"

Well, it was an immediate hit. They took to one another and after dating for a couple
of weeks, he asked her to join him for a weekend in Wisconsin. (why there....?
because it is the, um... dairy state?)

:::and now, back to our joke:::

Their first night there, she undressed as he did. There she stood nude, except for a
pair of black lacy panties, while he was in his birthday suit.

Looking her over, he asked, "Why the black panties?"

She replied: "My breasts you can fondle, my body is yours to explore, but down
there, I am still in mourning."

He knew he was not getting lucky that night.

The following night was the same she stood there wearing the black panties, & he
was in his birthday suit--but now he was wearing a black condom.

She looked at him & asked: "What's with the black condom?"

He replied, "I want to offer my deepest condolences."

[Cap'n Rusty]

ha

good one

[kahuna1342]

I liked that one! Good way to start the day.

[blooz]

Sucked me right in. Just can't ignore the words "poor taste."


It's a failing, I know.

Not that jimmypoo helps.

[rgG]

Blooz,
Perhaps we should just refer to it as "poo taste", no wait, perhaps that doesn't sound quite right.

[blooz]

LOL, rgG!

[Paul F.]

Great... now the term "poo taste" is going to follow me all day..

LOL...

[Jimmypoo]

I could, you know, forever remind you of your familiarity with "poo taste," but I think I'll let this one slide.


NAH!