Knock knock. "Who's there?" "Grandma." "Oh, okay."
Nah, it's a penis.
Knock knock. "Who's there?" "Grandma." "Oh, okay."
Nah, it's a penis.
I was eating this girl out the other night, and I tasted horse semen, so I said to her, "Oh, that's how you died, grandma!"
My grandma refused to be an organ donor. She was buried with all her musical instruments.