I took my girlfriend out the other day... Man, do I love being a sniper.
Dating a stripper is like eating a bag of chips in class.
Everyone looks at you in disgust, but deep down inside they want some too.
Wives are like grenades. Pull the ring, and the house is gone.
Roses are red, violets are fine, I'll be the six, you be the nine.
Q. How does a girl from Alabama know when her mom is on the rag?
A. She can taste it on her brother's cock.
I revealed my dick to my girlfriend.
As she saw it, she said, "Nevermind, just finger me."
So I caught my girlfriend masturbating with a carrot. My first reaction was "Shit, I was gonna eat that later, but now it’s gonna taste like carrots!"
What does Bill say to Hillary after sex? -- "Honey, I'll be home in 20 minutes."
My girlfriend asked me to write her a poem for Valentines Day:
Roses are red, Watches are gold. Get on your knees, And do as you're told.
Me, trying to interact with people: “Hey, are you a rope? Because I really wanna HANG with you.”
Person I’m talking to: *Pulling out phone to call suicide hotline* “haha what.”
My sister and I were both adopted from the same country, and my parents say they got us on a "two for one special."
Today my EX got trampled by a bunch of horses, and sadly I lost my job as a horse trainer.
My girlfriend and I often laugh about how competitive we are... But I laugh more.
Guys, my sister's pregnant!
I'm finally a dad!
My boyfriend told me to stop acting like a flamingo. So I had to put my foot down.
1. My phone battery lasts longer than your relationships.
2. Oh, you’re talking to me? I thought you only talked behind my back.
3. My name must taste good because it’s always in your mouth.
Father and mother are making love in the bedroom. Mother is on top of father. Suddenly, the son enters the bedroom. Everyone is embarrassed, of course.
The next morning, the mother takes the little boy aside and says, "I'll tell you about what you saw yesterday. You know, Dad has a big belly, and that's why Mom sometimes sits on top of that belly to push it flat." The little boy says, "But Mama, that does not make any difference." "Oh no?" the mom asks. "No," says the little boy, "When you go to work, the neighbor comes, and she puts herself on her knees for Dad, and she blows his belly up again!"
I like my women like I like my coffee.
Dark, rich, and imported.
My wife told me to pass her lip stick, but I gave her a glue stick. Now she is not talking to me.
In preschool, I confessed my love to my crush, and she rejected me. As heartbroken as I was, I sucked it up and went back to teaching.
