sirhugs
Riding to the Rescue
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Myrtle asked her hubby Orville what he wanted for his upcoming 60th birthday. He replied "Two thirty year olds."*
Figuring he wasn't serious, Myrtle kept repeating the question as the big day approached. Orville repeated the same answer.
Finally, days before the event, exasperated by the question, Orville said "Well, what'd I'd really like are three twenty year olds, but I figure that would kill me, so two thirty year olds will have to do."
Finally, Myrtle gives in. But she can't find two thirty year olds willing to have sex with Orville. She does however find three twenty year olds, so she brings them home.
Hilarity ensues til fatality ensues...
(*Orville really just doesn't like birthdays & 60 is a milestone he'd rather ignore)
Figuring he wasn't serious, Myrtle kept repeating the question as the big day approached. Orville repeated the same answer.
Finally, days before the event, exasperated by the question, Orville said "Well, what'd I'd really like are three twenty year olds, but I figure that would kill me, so two thirty year olds will have to do."
Finally, Myrtle gives in. But she can't find two thirty year olds willing to have sex with Orville. She does however find three twenty year olds, so she brings them home.
Hilarity ensues til fatality ensues...
(*Orville really just doesn't like birthdays & 60 is a milestone he'd rather ignore)