Last time I was in Vegas, what I *asked* for was directions to the quarter slots. What I ended up with was a two-bit hooker.
Format: one-liner
One-liners, quick jokes, short-form comedy, and punchlines built for impatient degenerates from Chaotic Meh — organized so the algorithm can pretend this place has adult supervision.
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Careful of your spelling when you Google. There’s a fine line
Careful of your spelling when you Google. There’s a fine line between “Virginia” and “Vagina” in your search results. And most of the “Virginia” links are really boring.
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They just closed another massage parlor in my neighborhood. I
They just closed another massage parlor in my neighborhood. I guess people just aren’t coming like they used to.
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I was going to try to come up with a Rumination about my huge
I was going to try to come up with a Rumination about my huge throbbing cock, but it’s just too damn hard.
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I should have known that the way I learned to “dissemenate”
I should have known that the way I learned to “dissemenate” information at the porn conference wouldn’t work at the PTA meeting.
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I was slipping into my date’s drink, but it turns out they were
I was slipping into my date’s drink, but it turns out they were laxatives.
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I picked my fiance’s wedding party very carefully: someone old,
I picked my fiance’s wedding party very carefully: someone old, someone new, someone borrowed and someone I blew.
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I love Photoshop. I can send pics of my hoo-hah to guys on the
I love Photoshop. I can send pics of my hoo-hah to guys on the ‘net and make it so they can’t even see my penis.
