PUTTING MYSELF IN THE CORNER

I am so very tired of:

-- Jan-tit Jackson. Her mother "taught her strength"? Perhaps she should have given you your brother Michael's balls because you desperately need a pair.
-- Tyco jurors. Okay?
-- George Bush and his friends. ESPECIALLY Condeleeza Rice. But this has been tiring since day one.
-- Air America Radio. Who can wake up to something that puts you to sleep?
-- Donald Trump. Will someone please fire him???
-- That red headed kid on American Idol. In a word: flat. Fly him to the moon...PLEASE!
-- William Hung. To quote nacy Kerrigan, "Wh-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y?"
-- Having to enter a password for Bravo's site. You wanna keep Toby out that bad?
-- Madonna's new tour. I'm just bitter because I don't have tickets.

This joke, however, is NOT tired:

Q: What's the best part about fucking twenty eight year olds?

A: There's twenty of them.

Comments

[Ted]

I just spit all over the desk because of that joke. Brilliant.

[allan]

I have nothing funny to contribute. Just letting you know that I giggled with glee at your joke.

[Jason]

Here's a filthy, horrid, disgusting joke my lesbianca friend loves:

What do you do after eating a bald pussy? Put the diaper back on.

She's going to hell, oh yes, she's going straight there.

JM