You know. Little E got in trouble for swearing. 'Scuse me? And you know, Nextel sponsors NASCAR now. I don't like that one bit. I like Winston. And all these people bash us as being rednecks coming out of the wood work eating chew, smoking tobacco, and drinking Busch Beer. Well they?re wrong, we got Budweiser too.
But you know, why couldn't Kotex sponsor NASCAR.
[Announcer voice] We got the Vagasil number 8 car itchin' n burnin' for the number 3 spot. And with the help of the KY Jelly 10 car, the Viagra number 6 car got up into the number 2 hole. [/announcer voice]
And you know, I was in Tulsa Oklahoma a few weeks ago. And you know what Tulsa backwards is? A Slut. That's right. I was there, and I bought a slut, imagine that. She was a midget. First time I ever paid $40 for a girl to go up on me.
And I love going to the strip clubs, I really do. This one time, I started tossing out Monopoly money to the girl. That lasted about 10, $500 bills. She came up to me saying, "Hey what the hell is this? This is fake money!?!"
"Heh, yer damn right it is, and those are fake titties!...Fake titties deserve fake money. Real titties, real money."
And that reminds me, you ever been to a Hooters? I swear, those waitresses shorts are soo short. Damn any shorter and the FDA is gonna have to make them wear hairnets. Oh wait, hold on a second, I think I?ve got some floss stuck in my teeth. Nope, wait, that's just a hair.
And how 'bout that damn airport security? God I hate that. I was just flying from Sacramento to Phoenix the other day and they made me take off my shoes. Can you believe that? All because of some shoe bomber. Shit, why couldn't someone done be a underbriches bomber? Heh, I'd take that job. I'd love to be a airport security then.
"'Scuse me ma'am, yer gonna have to take off yer underpanties." "Yes, it?s FAA policy." "Looovely?.*hunches down and squints* wait a second?What the hell? Hey yall, call the National Guard, this lady has a fuse comin' out of her. She?s got a bomb ready to go off."
I once was datin' this one girl. She was a beauty, looked like Shania Twain, but shorter and Vietnamese. Her name was Pong. She did this act. She could take ping pong balls, 3 different colors and insert them. She?d do her dance around stuff, then say to you, *Vietnamese voice* "Ahhh, choose a cala!?
"uh, blue"
*POP* "ahhh, blue!"
I once took her to mama's house. That wasn't good. Mama asked for a roll to be passed when she couldn't find them and Pong shot em out again.
I was with this one girl. She kept saying, "lets do 69 69!" I didn't know what she meant, and then she plopped her ass right on my face, and I got nailed with 3 farts. Can you believe that? She nailed me right below my eye, 3 times. Shit, I don?t know about you, but I don?t need to experience 65 more of those.
But you know, our love is mutual. She was all worried. I said "oh what's wrong!?!?" and she told me she thought she had a tumor in her crack. I said, 'ha, you can't get a tumor in yer crack." And so Aunt Bella wanted me to check her out to see, shit babe, the last thing I want to do is look in yer ass for a tumor.
So she got all worried. Went to the doctor. Had MRIs and CAT scans done. Turns out it was a milk-dud. And there were also a dorito, 2 funyions, and a cheeto. Oh and a cheese-it too. Forgot about the cheese-it. She was all worried about where they came from. I told her, "shit woman, clean yer fuckin couch and that'd solve the problem bitch!"
And you know, I love my redneck friends. They're the greatest. I met Rick one day. Just came up to me and looked at ma truck and said, 'Wooo-weee. That's a fine lookin truck you got there." And so I said, 'yeah, I just got her worked on, fixed the rear end, lifted the front. She's a beaut." And you know, our conversations are always about trucks. Nothing else. Shit, can you imagine I go to my friend's car, looks in there and there's a blonde sittin' in the passenger seat. "man, she's perty." *friend replies* "Yeah, I just got her worked on, fixed the rear end, lifted the front. Now she?s purring like a champ."
And you know, cops are never nice to you, you ever notice that? I mean, you get pulled over and it's never for a good deed. I mean, why can't an officer pull you over for a good maneuver. *officer* ?Yeah, I'd just like to say you executed your merging onto the highway great. Here's a gold star."
And I got an excuse for when you get pulled over and accused of drinkin'. All you say, is ?officer, if I was drinkin?'there?s be a fat bitch in the back seat." *looks back there* "whoa, didn?t know I was that drunk! Two dogs, damn. I thought they were lookin better than that?yes, yes, officer. I guess I was drinking. But I swear to you! Those pups aren't mine, they don't look one bit like me sir!"
And girls these days. Wearing those thongs. Can you believe that? How do you keep those things clean? Shit, 2 hours after we clean up and those things would be brown again. I don't know. Maybe God created yall with a cleaner asshole. That or I got a leak. But I think I do have a leak. I had my girl check for me one day. I asked her if she could hear any hissing like air comin out or something. She said no, I told her to put some spit down there, see if it bubbles at all. That or just inject some Fix-It Flat in ma ass. I don't know.
credits- I don't fucking know. Travis 'Sea' Bass on SDMFWW, that's who posted it originally.
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