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03/27/2022 Sporty Limericks   Leave a comment

Well, it looks like winter is finally fading away. What does that mean to most of us? Warm weather and lots of sports. Today I want to combine your love of sports with my love of limericks. Here are four limericks concerning golf and baseball. Enjoy!

They say that ex-president Taft,

When hit by a golf ball, just laughed,

And said:” I’m not sore,

But although he called “Fore”,

The place that it struck me was “aft!”

πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€

A golfer, employing a wedge,

Clipped his chip shot behind a thick hedge.

But he hadn’t been seen,

So, he strolled to the green

And dropped a new ball on the edge.

πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€

The slider just slid past the bat,

And the curveball? Too flat to get at.

The pitcher’s last ball

Was his fastest fastball,

So, I’m three strikes and out. And that’s that!

πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€

I hit every home run we score.

I catch every catch and what’s more

I ain’t missed a game,

You may not know my name,

But I’m up here in row eighty-four.

PLAY BALL!!!

03/26/2022 Sarcasm Heaven   2 comments

I’ve been called a sarcastic SOB more times than I can count, and those comments came from friends and family. Here are a few excellent examples of sarcasm for those of you who are sarcastic and those of you who wish you could be so absolutely wonderful. Enjoy!

  • Conservative – Someone who hates liberals because they have, at least once, seen themselves naked.
  • Hangover – A condition that makes figuring out who is next to you in bed this morning take anywhere from 5 minutes to a lifetime.
  • Indictment – Something that has been handed down every 20 minutes since roughly 1986.
  • In-law – A person who has the right to tell you how to live your life conferred upon him or her by marriage.
  • Rent – A monthly occurrence that demonstrates how readily one can get blood from a stone.
  • Slacker – A term that attempts to draft an air of coolness onto being a lazy bastard.
  • Slut – A vexing example of the inherent sexism still running rampant in our society, slut is a word for which there is no male equivalent; and certainly not one that even comes close to implying the same level of skankiness.
  • Swearing – Use of profanity. A vulgar and coarse way of expressing oneself that comes in really handy for everything from bumping one’s head to ending a long-term relationship.
  • Implants – Things that even when you discover are fake, somehow doesn’t really matter.
  • Hallmark – A company that has made untold millions off the fact that it’s a bitch to come up with something nice to say about the people you love.
  • Grandparents – A couple of old farts who have decided to give you all the unconditional love they quite obviously withheld from your parents.
  • Daughter – One’s female descendent. Fated to grow up and leave you for some worthless douche bag.
  • Commitment – 1. The act of binding oneself to a specific path, usually as regards a relationship with a romantic partner. 2. Consignment to a mental health facility. 3. There may be no difference between one and two.
  • Chaos – A state of extreme disorder. Captured perfectly in nature by the contents of a woman’s handbag.
  • Chaste – Morally pure; decent. A quality known in the dating scene as a waste of your time and effort.

WHO DOESN’T JUST LOVE SARCASM?

03/24/2022 😝Bad Poetry Alert😝   Leave a comment

❀NIGHT PARTNER’S❀

Gurgle! Gurgle! Sputter! and Pop!

Those strange night noises

that just won’t stop.

Bad dreams of dragons and

monsters continue,

What I really need now is a

cork to put in you.

😫😫😫

One of these days when we

both least expect it,

a terrible thing will occur.

Instead of gurgle, sputter and

pop, you’ll be gone, nothing left,

but a large brown wet spot.

ISN’T POETRY MAGICAL?

03/21/2022 Kids & Limericks   Leave a comment

A few days ago, I posted a mish-mosh of items which included two limericks from young children. I love the fact that there are kids growing up into a new generation of limerick writers. I would hate to think limericks would fall by the wayside here in the 21st century when they’ve added so much amusement and laughter for hundreds of years. I have a collection of children’s limericks that I’ll share with you periodically because they are cute, adorable and much less bawdy than their adult counterparts. These are for those of you who are too delicate to read the real deal. I hope you enjoy them.

πŸ‘©πŸ»πŸ‘³πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ‘²πŸ»

Consider the poor hippopotamus

His life is unduly monotonous.

He lives half sleep

At the edge of the deep,

And his face is as big as his bottom is.

πŸ‘©πŸ»πŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸ¦°πŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸ¦³

A sea serpent saw a big tanker,

Bit hole in its side and then sank her.

He swallowed the crew

In a minute or two,

And then picked his teeth with the anchor.

πŸ‘±πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ‘²πŸ»πŸ‘¨πŸ»β€πŸ¦³

There was a young bather from Bewes,

Who reclined on the bank of the Ouse,

His radio blared,

And passers-by stared,

For all he had on was the news!

πŸ‘ΌπŸ»πŸ‘±πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ‘³πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ

“What,” said our teacher, Ms. Pink,

“Is this moth doing here in my ink?”

Said a cheeky young lass,

At the front of the class,

“The Butterfly Stroke, I should think!”

NOT TOO BAD FOR YOUNGSTERS

03/20/2022 “feminisms”   Leave a comment

A few months ago, I posted a page of interesting quotes by women. I promised at that time I’d find others and post them, today is the day. I really don’t feel the need to get into a rant about how difficult it is to find quotes by women even though they’re making quotable statements every day. It just seems the authors of books of quotations have a somewhat limited supply of female contributors. For today I think a few thoughts on feminism might make for an interesting read. Here we go . . .

  • “Time is at hand when the voices of the feminine mystique can no longer drown out the inner voice that is driving women on to become complete.” Betty Friedan
  • “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men and women are created equal . . . The history of mankind is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations on the part of man towards woman, having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over her.” Elizabeth Cady Stanton
  • “Woman’s liberation is the liberation of the feminine in the man and the masculine in the woman.” Carita Kent
  • “It was the usual masculine disillusionment in discovering that a woman has a brain.” Margaret Mitchell
  • “The true republic: men, their rights and nothing more; women, their rights and nothing less.” Susan B Anthony
  • “We’re half the people; we should be half the Congress.” Jeanette Rankin
  • “Men who want to support women in our struggle for freedom and justice should understand that it is not terrifically important to us that they learn to cry; it is important to us that they stop the crimes of violence against us.” Andrea Dworkin
  • “I am more than a hole.” Karen Finley
  • “As a woman, I have no country. As a woman, I want no country. As a woman, my country is the whole world.” Virginia Woolf
  • “One is not born, but rather becomes a woman.” Simone de Beauvoir

NUFF SAID

☘Limerick Alert☘   2 comments

For those of you limerick lovers, I thought I’d give you a small selection from a category called “Oral Irregularities”. No further explanation is necessary, just enjoy them.

In his youth our old friend Boccaccio

Was having a girl in a patio.

When it came to the twat

She wasn’t so hot,

But, boy, was she good at fellatio!

😝😝😝

A fellatrix’s healthful condition

Proved the value of spunk as nutrition.

Her remarkable diet

(I suggest that you try it)

Was only her clients’ emission

😜😜😜

There was an old man of Decatur,

Took out his red-hot pertater.

He tried at her dent

But when his thing bent,

He got down on his knees and he et’r.

😱😱😱

The priests at the Temple of Isis

Used to offer up amber and spices

Then back of the shrine

They would play 69

And other unmentionable vices.

πŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺ

There lived in French Louisiana

A quaint and deceived duenna

Who naΓ―vely thought

That a penis was wrought

To be et like a thick ripe banana.

MORE TO COME SOON

03/12/2022 Good Dirty Jokes   Leave a comment

If you’re a regular reader of this blog, then you know I enjoy bawdy limericks as well as really dirty and funny jokes. With the last dregs of winter upon us I thought we could all use a few really good dirty jokes to start our day. As I was surfing the net, I discovered these three quite by accident and I absolutely loved them. I’m sure they will get a chuckle out of just about everyone. Here they are . . .

NUNS

A bus full of Nuns falls of a cliff and they all die. They arrive at the gates of heaven and meet St. Peter. St. Peter says to them “Sisters, welcome to Heaven. In a moment I will let you all though the pearly gates, but before I do that, I must ask each of you a single question. Please form a single-file line.” And they do so. St. Peter turns to the first Nun in the line and asks her “Sister, have you ever touched a penis?” The Sister Responds “Well… there was this one time that I kinda-sorta touched one with the tip of my pinky finger” St. Peter says, “Alright Sister, now dip the tip of your pinky finger in the Holy Water, and you may be admitted.” and she did so. St. Peter now turns to the second nun and says “Sister, have you ever touched a penis?” “Well, there was this one time that I held one for just a moment”. Alright Sister, now just wash your hands in the Holy Water, and you will be admitted” and she does so. Now at this time, there is a noise, a jostling in the line. It seems that one nun is trying to cut in front of another! St. Peter sees this and asks the Nun “Sister Susan, what is this? There’s no rush!” Sister Susan responds, “Well if I’m going to have to gargle this stuff, I’d rather do it before Sister Mary sticks her ass in it!”

LITTLE BILLY

Little Billy came home from school to see the families pet rooster dead in the front yard. Rigor mortis had set in, and it was flat on its back with its legs in the air. When his dad came home Billy said, “Dad our roosters dead and his legs are sticking in the air. Why are his legs sticking in the air?” His father thinking quickly said, “Son, that’s so God can reach down from the clouds and lift the rooster straight up to heaven.” “Gee Dad that’s great,” said little Billy. A few days later, when Dad came home from work, Billy rushed out to meet him yelling, “Dad, Dad we almost lost Mom today!” “What do you mean?” said Dad. “Well Dad, I got home from school early today and went up to your bedroom and there was Mom flat on her back with her legs in the air screaming, “Jesus I’m coming, I’m coming” If it hadn’t of been for Uncle George holding her down, we’d have lost her for sure!”

THE FACELIFT

A woman decided to have a face lift for her birthday. She spent $5000 and felt really good about the results. On her way home she stopped at a dress shop to look around. As she was leaving, she said to the salesclerk, “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but how old do you think I am?” “About 35,”he replied. “I’m actually 47,” the woman said, feeling really happy. After that she went into McDonald’s for lunch and asked the order taker the same question. He replied, “Oh, you look about 29.” “I am actually 47!” she said, feeling really good. While standing at the bus stop, she asked an old man the same question. He replied, “I am 85 years old, and my eyesight is going. But when I was young there was a sure way of telling a woman’s age. If I put my hand up your skirt, I’ll be able to tell your exact age.” There was no one around, so the woman said, “What the hell?” and let him slip his hand up her skirt. After feeling around for a while, the old man said, “OK, you are 47.” Stunned, the woman said, “That was brilliant! How did you do that?” The old man replied, “I was behind you in line at McDonald’s.”

I hope you got a good laugh out of these three jokes. What a better way to start your day with some good filthy humor. More to come in the future.

HAVE A GREAT DAY

03/09/2022 “Artists?”   Leave a comment

Carl Gustav Jung

“The unborn work in the psyche of the artist is a force of nature that achieves its end either with tyrannical might or with the subtle cunning of nature herself, quite regardless of the personal fate of the man who is its vehicle.”

Carl Gustav Jung (26 July 1875 β€“ 6 June 1961) was a Swiss psychiatrist and psychoanalyst who founded analytical psychology. During that time, he came to the attention of Sigmund Freud, the founder of psychoanalysis. Jung was also an artist, craftsman, builder and a prolific writer. Many of his works were not published until after his death and some are still awaiting publication.

ART IS THE SEX OF THE IMAGINATION

03/03/2022 πŸ’€Limerick AlertπŸ’€   2 comments

I’m sending these rather bawdy limericks along after receiving a few requests for a raunchier selection. I’m nothing if not a people pleaser, so here they are. That’s right, you know who you are!!

A fair-haired young damsel named Grace

Thought it very, very foolish to place

Her hand on your cock

When it turned hard as a rock,

For fear it would explode in her face.

😎😎😎

An innocent boy from Lapland

Was told that fucking was grand.

But at his first trial

He said with a smile,

“I’ve had the same feeling by hand.”

πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹

A nymphomaniacal Italian nurse

With a curse that was worse than perverse

She stuck a rotary drill

Up her twat, for a thrill . . .

And they carted her off in a hearse.

😁😁😁

There once was a young man of Savannah,

Who met his end in a curious manner.

He diddled a hole

In a telephone pole

And electrified his banana.

🀬🀬🀬

Under the spreading chestnut tree

The village smithy he sat,

Amusing himself

By abusing himself

And catching the load in his hat.

02/14/2022 πŸ’–πŸ’–Valentine Limerick AlertπŸ’–πŸ’–   Leave a comment

Since we’re celebrating yet another Valentine’s Day, I thought a small collection of romantic limericks would be in order. If you’re expecting the lovey, dovey, type of rhymes you are about to be disappointed.

🧑🧑🧑🧑🧑

There was a young lady of Dover

Whose passion was such that it drove her

To cry, when you came,

” Oh dear! What a shame!

Well, now we shall have to start over.”

πŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’š

There was a young lady named Flynn

Who thought fornication a sin,

But when she was tight

It seemed quite all right,

So, everyone filled her with gin.

❀❀❀❀❀

There was a young lady of Gloucester

Whose friends they thought they had lost her,

Till they found on the grass

The marks of her ass,

And the knees of the man who had crossed her.

πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—

❀The day has come,❀

❀The night is gone. ❀

❀My underwear’s missing, ❀

❀I just sat on my schlong.❀

πŸ’ŸπŸ’ŸπŸ’ŸπŸ’ŸπŸ’Ÿ

πŸ’˜HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAYπŸ’˜