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There are two fаggотs walking down the beach.
They are holding hands and kicking the sand with their feet. One happens to kick a lamp that is lying buried in the sand. He picks it up and starts to clean it off.
All of a sudden a Genie comes out of the lamp.
Genie, ” Man, I don’t believe it. I have been stuck in that bottle for two thousand years and the first person to come along and find me is a fаggот. I am suppose to give you three wishes but I just can’t do it. I won’t even give you two. I will give you one wish and that is it. What will it be?”
The two fаgs are excited about getting their wish but couldn’t come up with what they wanted to wish for on such short notice.
Fag #1 says,” Could you give us just a little time to think about it? I mean one wish we need a little time.”
The Genie looks down and says, “Alright you can take as long as you want but I am not going to stay here until you come up with it. I just can’t stand the sight of you two. Whenever you make up your mind just
Wish for it and it will be done.”
At that moment the Genie grabs his bottle and flies off into the sky.
Well the two fаgs decide that they will go back to the motel room and decide on what they will wish for. Once they got back, their emotions took over and they starting doing all that fаg stuff… Top and Bottom, Pitcher and Catcher
Right as they were getting into it, the door of their room gets busted down and six men in white sheets and pointed hoods come storming in. They grab the fаggотs and throw a rope around their necks.
Fag #11 looks at Fаg #2 and says, ” You know this might be a good time to use our wish.”
Fag #2 says, “I already made it.”
Fag #1 ” What the hеll did you wish for?”
Fag #2 ” Well, I wished that we were hung like two niggеrs.”
One day there was a hippie who got on a bus. The bus was very crowded and the man took a seat next to a young nun. He was very attracted to the nun, because she was surprisingly beautiful.
After getting his courage up, he finally said to the nun “Will you have sеx with me?”
The nun, disgusted, told the bus driver to stop the bus and she got off.
The man was very disappointed and he moved up to the front of the bus to wait for his stop. Seeing that the young hippie was upset, the bus driver decided to help him out.
He said to the young man, “I know that nun. Every night, she goes to the grave yard at 9:00 to pray at the grave of her friend. If you go there and pretend that you are Jesus, there is no way she would turn down God’s request.
Just tell her that you are Jesus and ask her to have sеx with you.” This gave the hippie great hope.
That night, he went to the graveyard, and sure enough, there was the nun. As she kneeled down, he decided to make his move. He walked over to her, dressed in a white robe with a hood and said to the nun “I am Jesus
Christ, will you have sеx with me?” Now, of course the nun could not deny the power of God, so she agreed. “I just have one request,” said the nun, “it has to be аnаl sеx, so I can remain a virgin and continue in my sisterhood.” The disguised hippie agreed and the two had sеx.
When they were done, the man thought that it would be funny to reveal his identity to the nun. He took off his robe, revealing a tye dyed shirt, ripped jeans, and hемр nacklaces. “HA HA!! I’m not Jesus, I’m the hippie!” He exclaimed.
Much to the young man’s surprise, the nun took off her habit, revealing a gray shirt and gray pants. Laughing, she yelled “HA HA! I’m not the nun, I’m the bus driver!”
George, their leader, a big burly man of 53, gets off his Harley, walks through a group of gawkers, past the State Trooper who was trying to talk her down off the railing, and says,
“Hey Baby . . . whatcha doin’ up there on that railin’?”
She says tearfully, “I’m going to commit suicide!!”
While he didn’t want to appear “sensitive,” George also didn’t want to miss this “be-a-legend” opportunity either so he asked . . . “Well, before you jump, Honey-Ваве . . .
Why don’t you give ol’ George here your best last kiss?”
So, with no hesitation at all, she leaned back over the railing and did just that . . .
And it was a long, deep, lingering kiss followed immediately by another even better one.
After they breathlessly finished, George gets a big thumbs-up approval from his biker-buddies, the onlookers, and even the State Trooper, and then says, “Wow! That was the best kiss I have ever had! That’s a real talent you’re wasting there, Sugar Shorts. You could be famous if you rode with me. Why are you committing suicide?”
“My parents don’t like me dressing up like a girl.”
It’s still unclear whether she jumped or was pushed.