My life in Bay Ridge while my wife works in Manhattan
Mr. Brown,You might want to fix the link you posted for the site, it is not properly leading to the site.Mr. White
Thanks, whitey. That was very odd. Sort of defeats the purpose to have a link and have it not work.
great stuff, remninds me of the old joke... "I ask my wife if she's ever heard of cooking, screwing... she says... two cities in China?"
Or the one about the Chinese construction worker who's put in charge of supplies...he hides, jumps out and yells "supplies!"
So there's this guy Walsh, do you understand? He's tired of screwin' his wife... So his friend says to him, "Hey, why don't you do it like the Chinese do?" So he says, "How do the Chinese do it?" And the guy says, "Well, the Chinese, first they screw a little bit, then they stop, then they go and read a little Confucius, come back, screw a little bit more, then they stop again, go and they screw a little bit... then they go back and they screw a little bit more and then they go out and they contemplate the moon or something like that. Makes it more exciting." So now, the guy goes home and he starts screwin' his own wife, see. So he screws her for a little bit and then he stops, and he goes out of the room and reads Life Magazine. Then he goes back in, he starts screwin' again. He says, "Excuse me for a minute, honey." He goes out and he smokes a cigarette. Now his wife is gettin' sore as hell. He comes back in the room, he starts screwin' again. He gets up to start to leave again to go look at the moon. She looks at him and says, "Hey, whats the matter with ya. You're screwin' just like a Chinaman!"
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