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I guess my previous post made one of our male members think of this joke so here it goes.
"A husband and wife go out to dinner, and he persuades her to leave her knickers off.
At dinner, he slips off his shoe, and from the other side of the table begins to bring her off with his toe.
She gets off, and they go home and have great sex.
A few days later, he starts to get itchy feet, so he goes to the pharmacist and gets told that he has thrush between the toes, but not to worry, Canisten will cure it.
He phones up his wife, and says - hey honey, you infected me, I've got thrush of the feet.
She replies - you think THAT's bad? I've got athlete's cunt!"
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Frivolity, at the edge of a Moral Swamp, hears Hymn-Singing in the Distance and dons the Galoshes of Remorse. ~Edward Gorey
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