Sharon

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One day, a husband surprised his wife by grabbing her butt and saying, "If you firm this up, we can get rid of your girdle."

The wife thought this was childish, but bit her tongue and said nothing.

The next day he woke her up by grabbing her breasts and saying, "If you firm these up we can get rid of your bras."

That pissed her off, so she reached down, grabbed his crotch, and said, "If you firm this up, we can get rid of your brother!"

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Soon afterwards, the husband went away on a fishing trip. Of course, sensing the opportunity, she invited her lover over (remember him, her husband's brother?) to satisfy her sexually. They made love for hours, and afterwards, while they were just laying there, the phone rang. As it was her house, she picked up the receiver.

She spoke cheerfully: "Hello? Oh, hi. I'm so glad that you called. Really? That's wonderful. Oh do you have to go already? Well, call again soon ok?"

She hung up, and her lover casually asked, "Who was that?"

"Oh," she replied. "That was just your brother telling me all about the wonderful time he's having with you on his fishing trip."

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SirLance

Lookout! Can you say busted!

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Sharon

"Busted."

I don't get it... what was so hard about that?

Brewmaniac

Funny shit thanks!

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Drider_it

"oh damn" is all i can think to say lol

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Crack

Reminds me of the joke about 2 guys out golfing, one looks over the crest of the next green, and jumps back behind the cart. his buddy asks what's up and he says: "My Wife and my mistress are both on the other side of the green!" The Friend can't help but to look over, and peaks his head around the to of the green. Looks back at his friend behind the cart in disbelief, and says "Yeah, mine too, so what?"

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Sharon

Hahaha... classic!

troit

Hole in one....

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