“Why did Robert Redford stick his cock in a jar of Paul Newman's spaghetti sauce?… Lots of spaghetti sauce fans in the crowd tonight. Good to see. Sauce enthusiasts.
For those, to repeat, for those whose ears are encrusted with venereal disease: why did Paul Newman, no Robert Redford, right, stick his cock in a jar of Paul Newman's spaghetti sauce?
Well, the two men have been friends for over 40 years; do you think he's gonna stick his cock in a competitor's product?” — Neil Hamburger.
A guy makes a tree change and moves to a remote house the mountains. On his first day in his new home he looks across from his deck and can see only mountains and trees, except for one other small house on the distant ridge.
A few hours later he gets a knock at the door. It’s another guy, similar in age to himself. He introduces himself, “Hi! I’m your neighbour from the house on the distant ridge. Because it’s your first day I thought I’d throw you a welcoming party. You’ll be the guest of honour. It’s going to be great. There’ll be dancing, drinking, fucking, fighting!”
“Sounds great”, says the new guy. “What should I wear?”
“Wear anything you like”, says the neighbour. “It’s only going to be you and me.”
“Why did Robert Redford stick his cock in a jar of Paul Newman's spaghetti sauce?… Lots of spaghetti sauce fans in the crowd tonight. Good to see. Sauce enthusiasts.
For those, to repeat, for those whose ears are encrusted with venereal disease: why did Paul Newman, no Robert Redford, right, stick his cock in a jar of Paul Newman's spaghetti sauce?
Well, the two men have been friends for over 40 years; do you think he's gonna stick his cock in a competitor's product?” — Neil Hamburger.
My fave. "You're all individuals!" "I'm not." "Shh!"
I think this is from Kelsey Grammer.
A guy makes a tree change and moves to a remote house the mountains. On his first day in his new home he looks across from his deck and can see only mountains and trees, except for one other small house on the distant ridge.
A few hours later he gets a knock at the door. It’s another guy, similar in age to himself. He introduces himself, “Hi! I’m your neighbour from the house on the distant ridge. Because it’s your first day I thought I’d throw you a welcoming party. You’ll be the guest of honour. It’s going to be great. There’ll be dancing, drinking, fucking, fighting!”
“Sounds great”, says the new guy. “What should I wear?”
“Wear anything you like”, says the neighbour. “It’s only going to be you and me.”
Not a joke but has me in stitches on the floor every time.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvz4zqqlCiI
Onya Pete 👍🏼