My Date

A while back, when I was considerably younger, I picked up a lovely date at her parents’ home.
I’d scraped together some money to take her to a fancy restaurant.
She ordered the most expensive items on the menu; shrimp cocktail, lobster Patron & champagne.

I asked her, “Does your mother feed you like that when you eat at home?”
“No,” she replied. “but my mother’s not expecting a blow job tonight.”
I said “Would you care for dessert?”

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  1. Russ says:

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    Steve do you have her address?LOL

  2. Colleen Dick says:

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    I wish I didn’t have to do a click to read ur latest post. Just sayin’

  3. Comedy Plus says:

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    Bwahahahahaha. Oh that’s the truth.

    Have a terrific day. 🙂

  4. Art of RetroCollage says:

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    LOL

  5. Alpha-jokes says:

    Nice

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    Did she really say that? I tell ya, it’s what some guys think when they pay for your dinner…yeah?