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LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD MEETS A DOG...
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Little Red Riding Hood Meets a Dog
Little Red Riding Hood is skipping thru the forest road when she sees the big bad dog crouched down behind a log.
"My, what big eyes you have, Mr. Pooch."
The big dog jumps up and runs away.
Further down the road Little Red Riding Hood sees the big dog again and this time he is crouched behind a bush.
"My what big ears you have, Mr. Pooch."
Again the dog jumps up and runs away.
About 1/4 mile down the road Little Red Riding Hood sees the dog again and this time he is crouched down behind a rock.
"My what big teeth you have Mr. Pooch."
With that the dog jumps up and screams, "Will you knock it off,
I'm trying to poop!" [:D][:D][:D]
Little Red Riding Hood is skipping thru the forest road when she sees the big bad dog crouched down behind a log.
"My, what big eyes you have, Mr. Pooch."
The big dog jumps up and runs away.
Further down the road Little Red Riding Hood sees the big dog again and this time he is crouched behind a bush.
"My what big ears you have, Mr. Pooch."
Again the dog jumps up and runs away.
About 1/4 mile down the road Little Red Riding Hood sees the dog again and this time he is crouched down behind a rock.
"My what big teeth you have Mr. Pooch."
With that the dog jumps up and screams, "Will you knock it off,
I'm trying to poop!" [:D][:D][:D]
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If you can't feel the music; it's only pink noise!
As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the bar:
COLD BEER: $2.00
HAMBURGER: $2.25
CHEESEBURGER: $2.50
CHICKEN SANDWICH : $3.50
*: $50.00
Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole' biker
walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender
who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled farmers.
She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.
"Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"
The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he whispers,
"are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"
She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes, yes, I sure am".
The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly, "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".
[:D][:D]