p_p_man
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Two men sitting fifty yards apart, fishing, on a river bank on a chilly November morning.
One man, the local vicar, was catching fish everytime he put his line in the water, but the other, a farmer was catching nothing at all.
Finally the farmer went up to the vicar and said...
"Mornin' vicar. 'ow be you catchin' all them fish then?"
"Well my son," said the vicar, "I find the bait is the most important thing and I use a few hairs from a woman's pussy on my hook and the fish can't stop biting."
"Oh, Ah." said the farmer and he rushed home to his cottage where his wife was bent over the sink doing some washing up.
He put his hand up her skirt and yanked out a handful of pubic hairs.
"Mornin' vicar" she said....

One man, the local vicar, was catching fish everytime he put his line in the water, but the other, a farmer was catching nothing at all.
Finally the farmer went up to the vicar and said...
"Mornin' vicar. 'ow be you catchin' all them fish then?"
"Well my son," said the vicar, "I find the bait is the most important thing and I use a few hairs from a woman's pussy on my hook and the fish can't stop biting."
"Oh, Ah." said the farmer and he rushed home to his cottage where his wife was bent over the sink doing some washing up.
He put his hand up her skirt and yanked out a handful of pubic hairs.
"Mornin' vicar" she said....
