Ok, there was once this little boy, and his parents were fighting.The man called the woman a b*tch, and the woman called the man a ba$+ard.
"What does that mean?" the little boy asked.
"It means....uhhh.... ladies and gentlemen!"
The little boy was pleased now that he finally knew what they meant.
An hour later, his dad was shaving upstairs.
"SH*T!"He shouted.He had cut himself.
"What does that mean?" The little boy asked.
"It means...uhhh...shaving!"
The little boy went downstairs to the kitchen.In the kitchen, his mom was cutting the turkey.
"FU*K!"She shouted.She had cut hir finger.
"What does that mean?"
"It means...uhhh...cuting the chicken!"
Just then the doorbell rang.He opened the door...
"Hello b*tches and ba$+ards, pleased to meet you and welcome you to our house.My dad is upstairs sh*tting and my mom is fu*king the chicken!"
"What does that mean?" the little boy asked.
"It means....uhhh.... ladies and gentlemen!"
The little boy was pleased now that he finally knew what they meant.
An hour later, his dad was shaving upstairs.
"SH*T!"He shouted.He had cut himself.
"What does that mean?" The little boy asked.
"It means...uhhh...shaving!"
The little boy went downstairs to the kitchen.In the kitchen, his mom was cutting the turkey.
"FU*K!"She shouted.She had cut hir finger.
"What does that mean?"
"It means...uhhh...cuting the chicken!"
Just then the doorbell rang.He opened the door...
"Hello b*tches and ba$+ards, pleased to meet you and welcome you to our house.My dad is upstairs sh*tting and my mom is fu*king the chicken!"