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A high school girl finally had the opportunity to go to a party all alone.
Since she was very good looking, she was a bit nervous about what to do if boys hit on her. Her Mom said,
"It is very easy! Whenever a boy starts hitting on you, you ask him ‘What will be the name of our baby?’, that will scare them off." So off she went.
After a little while at the party a boy started dancing with her and, little by little, kissing her and touching her. She asked him, “What will our baby be called?”
The boy found some excuse and disappeared. Some time later the same thing happened again, a boy started to kiss her neck, her shoulders… she stopped him and asked him ‘What will be the name of our baby?’,
He ran off.
Later on, another boy invited her for a walk. After a few minutes he started kissing her and she asked him, “What will our baby be called?”
He continued, now slowly taking her clothes off. “What will our baby be called?” she asked once more.
He began to have sex with her. “What will our baby be called?!” she asked again.
After he was done, he peeled off his condom, tied it in a knot and said,
"…if he gets out of this one… Failed Rubber!"
The pretty young sex education teacher handed out the final test papers.
Tom got a D, Dick got a D-, Harry got an F.
The three got together after class to complain about their low grades.
"That bitch!" said Tom "I can’t believe she gave me a D"
"We should get even with her" said Dick "Let’s grab her after school"
"Yeah" said Harry "…and kick her in the balls!"
Two teenage boys turned up at church and the first went in for confession. He told the priest he’d had sex the night before.
"Who was the girl involved?" asked the priest.
"I don’t know, it was dark," replied the boy.
"Was it Bernadette McLafferty?"
The boy said he still didn’t know.
"Was it Theresa O’Hare………or Rosemary McGinty?" asked the priest.
"I don’t know, it was too dark," insisted the boy.
"Could it have been Anne-Marie, the baker’s daughter?" asked the priest.
The boy continued to deny any knowledge of the girl’s identity.
Finally, the exasperated priest sent the boy away and told him to return when he could reveal the girl’s name.
Outside his friend was waiting anxiously.
"Did you get to know the girl" he asked.
"Naw," said his pal, "but I got four good leads for this Saturday night!"
When I was 14, all I wanted was a girl with large breasts.
At 16, I dated a girl with large breasts, but there was no passion.
So I decided I needed a passionate girl with a zest for life.
In college, I dated a passionate girl, but she was too emotional. Everything was an emergency, she was a drama queen, cried all the time and threatened suicide so I decided I needed a girl with some stability.
I found a very stable girl, but she was boring, totally predictable and never 4got excited about anything. Life became so dull that I decided I needed a girl with some excitement.
I found an exciting girl, but I couldn’t keep up with her. She rushed from one thing to another, never settling on anything. She did mad, impetuous things and flirted with everyone she met and made me miserable as often as happy. She was great fun initially and very energetic, but directionless.
So I decided to find a girl with some ambition. I found a smart, ambitious girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground and married her. She was so ambitious that she divorced me and took everything I owned.
Now all I want is a girl with large breasts.
Why did all the animals laugh at Tarzan when he was having a bath?
Because they saw he had a tail in the front!
What are the two greatest lies?
"The check is in the mail," and "I promise I won’t cum in your mouth."