Sugar overheard a couple of dirty-ish jokes the other day as her Human was chatting on the phone with her friend Lynda from New York. She laughed so hard she had to hold her sides with her paws. Now she wants to share them with you. Actually, Sugar's not sure she gets the jokes, so if she doesn't tell them very well, you'll understand and won't scoff. She's just a beginner.
Sugar says:
Two yeshiva bochers go into a bar to have a drink. While they're sitting at the bar, a sexy blonde sidles up and sits next to one of the yeshiva bochers. She whispers in his ear, "Can I give you a blow job?"
The yeshiva bocher rushes red-faced out into the street. His friend runs after him. "What did she say to you?" his friend asks.
"I don't know exactly, I didn't hear it all. But it was something about a job."
Ba-dum.
An elderly couple in their nineties lives in a nursing home. They're in separate rooms, but they still like to have sex. They arrange to meet every afternoon in the TV room, where they sit in their wheel chairs and pretend to watch television, while she holds his penis.
One afternoon the husband doesn't show up. The wife wonders, but doesn't say anything. Next day he doesn't show up again. She wheels herself into his room and confronts him.
"Have you found someone else?" she demands. He shrugs.
"Is she younger than me?" "No," he says.
"So, is she prettier?" "He shakes his head.
"So what does she have that I don't have?"
"Parkinson's," he says.
Oy, forgive Sugar. She's entering her tweens and testing the waters of young adulthood. She should know better, but it's a rainy gloomy afternoon and one must entertain oneself somehow.
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