TWENTY-TWO RUSTING, DISGUSTING TRAILER HOMES, ELEVEN ON EACH SIDE OF "LOVER'S LANE COURT" (CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?) BEHIND THE BARELY HANGING-ON FRONT DOOR OF EACH IS A STORY; IN THE DAYS TO COME I WILL TELL THEIR SORTED TALES.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

NEVER LOOK A GIFT HORSE IN THE MOUTH!

I will be the first to admit that I do not know the meaning to the above title of this blog, but it does tie in nicely to the following tail, read slow and laugh hard!

To hillbillies were in a local restaurant when a young lady at the next table began to flail her arms wildly and clutch at her throat.
One of the country boys got up and approached her, "Can yer talk?", he asked her. She shook her head. "Can yer swaller?" Again she shook her head.
The man then turn her around, lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and began to lick her butt-cheek.
The woman was so surprised that she had a violent spasm, whereupon she spit out the object lodged in her throat.
The country boy politely pulled up her panties, lowered her skirt, and took his seat with his friend.
The second hillbilly had been watching and taking it all in and spoke up as his life saving friend sat down, "You know, Claude, I always heared about that there HIND-LICK maneuver, but that's the first time I seed it done."  

Being a retired EMT, I could not pass that one up.

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