I like my jokes

I like my bread how I like my wife: cold and stiff.

I like my dynamite like I like my woman: hot and ready to explode.

I like my women like I like my coffee.

Without other people's dicks in it.

*bowl of dark grapes*

Friend 1: I like my grapes how I like my men.

Friend 2: Black? Good one.

Friend 1: 21 at a time.

I like my women like I like my eggs.

Beaten against a table until her insides come out.

I like my women like I like my steak...

Bloody.

I like my coffee like my men, long and black.

I like my women like I like my coffee.

Dark, rich, and imported.

I like my women like how I like my cocaine, smuggled and cut clean.

I like my woman like I like my coffee: in a big sack on top of a donkey.

Friend: You know how I like my women like my coffee... hot.

Me: What if you don't like coffee? :(

I like my women like I like my chocolate.

Edible.

One dog said to the other dog, "Man, it is hard sleeping on the floor."

The other said, "Really? I like my bed."

I like my humor like my people. Well done.

I like my women how I like my cigarettes: Smokin’ hot, and with a little saliva on the butt.

I like my women how I like my golf score: low in the 80s and with a handicap.

Look at a bag of black grapes. See how dark they are? That’s how I like my men.

25 at a time.

I like my couches like my women... Old, used, and big enough to fit 3 men.

I like my cigars like I like my women:

Seven years old coming from Cuba in a burlap sack.

I like my women like a day: 24 year olds. 24 hours of fun.