The Privy Report 2
Copyright© 2026 by Old Grey Duck
Chapter 32
A high end escort was getting her taxes done. She presented all the required documentation to the tax lawyer working on her file. Everything looked good, except for one small issue.
“I need to enter your profession on the form before I submit it. What would you like listed?”
“I guess you can list the word ‘prostitute’ there,” she replied without shame.
“I can’t do that!” he exclaimed. “Can you tell me a little about what it is that you actually do at work?”
“Honey,” she grinned, “I have raised up over a thousand cocks since I started this career.”
“Poultry farmer it is!”
How are push-up bras like a bag of chips? When you open them, they are both half empty.
What’s the difference between a pregnant woman and a lightbulb? You can unscrew a lightbulb.
Why do you never see a Pregnant Barbie? Ken always comes in another box.
Little Johnny’s neighbor just had a baby. Sadly, the baby was born without any ears.
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