The Pickle Slicer

Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed there for a number of years when he came home one day to confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion. He had an urge to stick his ***** into the pickle slicer.

His wife suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill indicated that he'd be too embarrassed. He vowed to overcome the compulsion on his own.

One day a few weeks later, Bill came home absolutely ashen. His wife could see at once that something was seriously wrong.

"What's wrong, Bill?" she asked.

"Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my ***** into the pickle slicer?"

"Oh, Bill, you didn't."

"Yes, I did."

"My God, Bill, what happened?"

"I got fired."

"No, I mean what happened with the pickle slicer?"

"Oh . . . she got fired too."

 

Good one LT!

 

Good one LT!!

 

That is why we slice our pickles at home.


good one LT.




For sale one used pickle slicer

 

 

I don't know about you LT. You really seem to have your mind in the gutter lately. First it was scratch and sniff, then onion and Christmas tree, and now The Pickle Slicer.
I'm beginning to think maybe you really are a guy. Mind in the gutter all the time.

 

Oh crap......OK, no more dirty jokes for me. I'm definitely not a guy, but I do know how to hang with the boys.

 

No, you don't need to do that, just stay away from the Bighersh threads so you aren't corrupted so quickly.

 

you are in a trailer park in the midwest.......

 

 

Cute joke LT

 

Hahaha.

 

Hardee-har har...

 

Ba-dump-ump-ching!