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Chivalry Defined

Q: Why do men give cold women their jackets?

A: No man wants a blowjob from a woman with chattering teeth.

Wife vs Job

Q: What's the difference between your wife and your job?

A: After five years your job will still suck.

LIttle Suzzie and Her Multi-syllable Word

Little Suzie goes to school, and the teacher says, "Today we are going to learn multi-syllable words, class. Does anybody have an example of a multi-syllable word?" Suzie waves her hand, "Me, Miss Rogers, me, me!" Miss Rogers says, "All right, Suzie, what is your multi-syllable word?" Suzie says, "Mas-tur-bate." Miss Rogers smiles and says, "Wow, Suzie, that's a mouthful." Suzie replies, "No, Miss Rogers, you're thinking of a bl*wjob."

Down South

Q: What's the worst part about going down on a black girl?

A: Cotton mouth.

Pink Pussycat Boutique

The sales girl at the Pink Pussycat boutique didn't bat an eye when the customer purchased an artificial vagina. "What are you going to use it for?" she asked. "None of your business," answered the customer, beet red and thoroughly offended. "Calm down, buddy," soothed the salesgirl. "The only reason I'm asking is that if it's food, we don't have to charge you sales tax."