Jokes and Giggles
Chapter 254

Copyright© 2015 by Jack Spratt

Two dwarfs go into a bar where they pick up two working girls and take them to their separate hotel rooms for an hour of pleasure.

The first dwarf, however, is unable to produce an erection.

His depression is made worse by the fact that, from the next room, he hears his friend shouting out cries of, "Here I come again! ONE, TWO, THREE ... UMPH!

Here I come again! ONE, TWO, THREE ... UMPH!

Here I come again! ONE, TWO, THREE ... UMPH!"

This goes on for the whole hour.

Later, back at the bar, the second dwarf asks the first, "How did it go?"

The first mutters, "It was embarrassing. I just couldn't get an erection."

The second dwarf shook his head. "You think that's embarrassing?

I couldn't get on the bed!

This one is compliments of John from the land down under

What should you do if you're attacked by a gang of clowns?

Go for the juggler!

This one is compliments of elo

It was a blazingly hot day and not a wind was moving.

Lone Ranger & Tonto rode in to a small western town. Complete with saloon, general store and sheriff.

They dismounted outside the saloon and went inside for some much needed refreshments.

Having cooled down for 10 minutes or so, a man suddenly approached. "Hey mister - do you own that white horse outside?"

"It's mine" said the Lone Ranger, jumping up with

Tonto fast on his heels "Why - is someone trying to steal him? They'll be in for a nasty surprise.

He's a one man horse."

"No but he's overheating. You'd better do something fast" said the guy.

Outside Silver did seem in a sorry state. "Well" the guy thought out loud "There's no shade around here. You need to run around the horse fanning it.

There's a peace of roof shingle there in the dirt.

You can use that to fan the horse." Lone Ranger tiredly reached for the scrap of wood when Tonto stopped him.

"Kemosabe let me do that. That horse have saved both our lives time and again. I feel obliged."

"Well, all right - if you're sure? But come get me if you need me." The Lone Ranger stated, and went inside to his cold beer.

About half an hour later another man came entered the saloon.

"Who owns that white horse right outside?"

"It's mine - now what!! - It can't be overheating again" Yelled the Lone Ranger exasperatedly.

"No - no. The horse seems fine but you left your ind'djun running!!!"

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