Your Mother

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Boxlicker101
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While drinking in a local bar one dark and stormy night.
In walked a drunken man, I thought was looking for a fight.
He went up to another guy and said, “Your mother fucks.
Not only that, she takes my pecker in her mouth and sucks.”

The drunkard walked out then; the guy just stood there quietly.
I thought, “I hope nobody says that kind of thing to me.”
He came into the bar again and said “I fucked her tits
And then I stuck my cock in her and fucked her where she sits.”

“Your mother has the hottest, wettest cunt I’m ever in.
I fuck her in between her tits and cum upon her chin.
At last the guy responded and I heard him tell the drunk,
“Go home and sleep it off, Pop. You’re drunker than a skunk.”


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jthserrajthserraalmost 20 years ago
The meter worked...

with only a slight break on the final line. Not sure you're gonna win a pulitzer putting the joke to meter, but it did have a rhythm.

jim : )

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