As it's Christmas, here's another one:
A Martian couple and an Earther couple meet-up and are talking about all sorts of things. Finally, they get around to the subject of sex.
"Just how do you Martians do it?" the Earthers ask.
"Pretty much the same way you do," the Martians respond.
Discussion ensues and, finally, the two couples decide to swap partners for the night and experience one another.
The female Earther and the male Martian go off to a bedroom where the Martian strips. He's got only a teeny member which is about half an inch long and just a quarter of an inch thick.
"I don't think this is going to work," says the woman.
"Why?" he asks, "What's the matter?"
"Well," she replies, "It's just not long enough to reach me!"
"No problem," he says, and proceeds to slap his forehead with his palm; and with each slap of his forehead, his member grows until it is impressively long.
"Well," she says, "That's really impressive. But it's still pretty narrow...."
"No problem," he says, and the Martian begins pulling his ears.
With each pull, the Martian's member grows wider and wider until the extent of the measurement becomes extremely exciting to the woman.
"Wow!" she exclaims, at which point they both fall into bed and make mad, passionate love.
Next day, the couples rejoin their normal partners and go their separate ways.
As they walk along, the Earther male asks, "Well, was it any good?"
"I hate to say it," she says, "but it was pretty flaming wonderful. How about you?"
"It was OK," he replies, "but a little weird. The whole time she kept slapping me on my forehead and pulling my ears."
Okay, that's it. Merry Christmas everyone.
Yours,
Frank
Awwww funny Frank.
Merry christmas to ya.
Paola (alfa_33au)
The martian one was pretty good. maybe the english do have a sense of humor..
LOL
Jen
So Frank again puts on his flame-proof overalls, takes a deep breath and hits Send:
At the year 2000 World Women's Conference the first speaker from England stood up: "At last years' conference we spoke about being more assertive with our husbands. Well, after the conference I went home and told my husband that I would no longer cook for him and that he would have to do it himself. After the first day I saw nothing. After the second day I saw nothing. But, after the third day, I saw that he had cooked a wonderful roast lamb."
The crowd cheered.
The second speaker from America stood up: "After last years' conference I went home and told my husband that I would no longer do his laundry and he would have to do it himself. After the first day I saw nothing. After the second day I saw nothing. But after the third day I saw that he had done not only his own laundry, but all mine as well."
The crowd cheered.
The third speaker from Australia stood up: "After last years' conference I went home and told my husband that I would no longer do his shopping and that he would have to do it himself. After the first day I saw nothing. After the second day I saw nothing. But after the third day I could see a little bit out of my left eye."
Yours,
Frank