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A man finds a bottle and opens it. A genie comes out.
The genie tells him, “By genie law I must give you three wishes, but after thousands of years of being in that bottle, I have become a very angry genie. You will still get your three wishes, but your worst enemy will get twice of whatever you wish.”
The man says, “First wish, I want 20 beautiful nymphomaniac women, all totally loyal to me, and willing to serve my every need.”
The genie replies, “Granted, but remember, your worst enemy gets twice that.”
The man says, “Second wish, I want a house with sеx themed rooms, stocked with the best sеxuаl toys in the world.”
The genie replies, “Granted, but remember, your worst enemy gets twice that.”
The man then says, “Third wish, I want to lose one nut.”
A paperboy is doing his monthly round of collecting money from customers. One door is opened by a fairly sеxy, buxom woman, who is wearing a transparent lace negligee.
“Hi Missus I’ve come for the paper money, it’s $5 please.” says our boy, with his hand held out.
“I’m afraid I’ve no money in the house, ” the woman replies in a breathy voice, “but if you come in I’m sure I can think of something. . .”
So our lad goes in and the woman throws herself back on the fireside rug, pulling off the negligee, moaning “You can have ME instead. . .”
The kid sighs, takes off his bag, and then produces a diск that would be more in place on a stud bull. The woman is agog. Our lad then produces a load of big rubber rings from his bag, which he proceeds to stack around his giant кnов.
“What are they for?” asks the woman.
“Oh, they’re just to make sure I don’t go all the way in when I shаg you.” replies the boy.
“To hеll with them! implores the woman, “I’ll take all of you!”
Our lad replies. . .
“Not for five fсuкing dollars you wont!”