Chapter 136

These are compliments of Fmwarmac

Tim, Tom, and Teddy were all lost in the forest, each of them had 25 cents to survive. They walked around for hours, and had no luck.

So Tim suggested that they split up and meet up at that same spot in an hour, they all agreed and set out on their separate ways.

While walking Tim came across a dick sucking machine, that cost 25 to use, and he says, “Wow! Haven’t got my dick sucked in a while! Why not!” So he puts in his quarter, gets his dick sucked and continues on his way.

Then while Tom was walking he comes across it as well, he realized they only had 10 minutes until they were to all meet up again, so he says “Well I haven’t got my d.ck sucked in a while, why not?” so he puts in his quarter and gets his dick sucked, after gathering himself he realizes he needed to hurry back, he gets there and Tom and Teddy are waiting for him.

“Where were you?” asked Teddy.

“Lost track of time.” Said Tom

“Well does everyone have their quarters?” Asks Teddy.

They all share a look. “Well?” asks Teddy.

“I lost mine!” Said Tim and Tom at the same time.

Teddy then smiles and pulls out 3 quarters.

A Newfie went hunting one day in Ontario and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when he was confronted by an ornery game warden who didn’t like Newfies.

The game warden ordered the Newfie to show his hunting license, and the Newfie pulled out a valid Ontario hunting license.

The game warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its ass, and said, “This duck ain’t from Ontario. This is a Quebec duck. You got a Quebec huntin’ license, boy?” The Newfie reached into his wallet and produced a Quebec hunting license.

The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its ass, and said, “This ain’t no Quebec duck. This duck’s from Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license?” The Newfie reached into wallet and produced a Manitoba hunting license.

The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its ass, and said, “This ain’t no Manitoba duck. This here duck’s from Nova Scotia. You got a Nova Scotia huntin’ license?” Again the Newfie reached into his wallet and brought out a Nova Scotia hunting license.

The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the Newfie, “Just where the hell are you from?”

The Newfie turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said, “You tell me, you’re the expert.”