Monday, July 3, 2017

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, a Prince once asked a beautiful Princess, "Will you marry me?"

The Princess immediately said, "No"

And the Prince lived happily ever after, and rode motorcycles and dated cheerleaders and thin, long-legged, full-breasted women, and hunted and fished and raced cars, and went to tittie bars and drank whiskey, beer, and Captain Morgan, and he never heard bitching  and never paid child support or alimony and kept his house and guns, and ate spam and potato chips and beans, and blew enormous farts, and never got cheated on while he was at work,  and all his friends and family thought he was friggin' cool as hell,  and he had tons of money in the bank, and he left the toilet seat up.

The End.


Glen Filthie said...

Did the prince get to wipe his ass on the drapes too, Uncle Jack?

Mad Jack said...

I think he scooted along the carpet.

Bob G. said...

Mad Jack:
Now THAT is my kind of story.
A happy ending all around.

(note to self: next life, DO just that).
Roll safe out there.