The veteran employee of the pickle factory came home with a sad face.
“I am sorry” - he said to his wife, - “but I have lost my job.”
“How come, dear?” - she asked. “You told me that your boss is quite satisfied with you.”
“To tell you the honest truth, for the last few days I felt a terrible urge to stick my penis into the pickle-slicer and today I finally did it. So they fired me.”
“Oh my God,” - cried his anxious spouse, - “and what happened to your poor penis.”
“As far as I can see nothing.”
“But what about the pickle-slicer?”
“Oh, she was fired too.”
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