WEDNESDAY MORNING CHUCKLE

[Broadwayboobs]

Posted: 2/1/12 at 7:26am

A Russian woman married a Canadian gentleman and they lived happily ever
after in Toronto . The poor lady was not very proficient in English, but
did manage to communicate with her husband. The real problem arose
whenever she had to shop for groceries.


One day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy chicken legs. She
didn't know how to put forward her request, and in desperation, clucked
like a chicken and lifted up her skirt to show her thighs. Her butcher
got the message, and gave her the chicken legs.


Next day she needed to get chicken breasts, again she didn't know how to
say it, and so she clucked like a chicken and unbuttoned her blouse to
show the butcher her breasts. The butcher understood again, and gave her
some chicken breasts.


On the 3rd day, the poor lady needed to buy sausages. Unable to find a
way to communicate this, she brought her husband to the store...

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What were you thinking?

Hellooooooo, her husband speaks English!

Now get back to the other threads.

I don't know about you sometimes...

[D2]

Posted: 2/1/12 at 8:52am

Girly is married?

[Broadwayboobs]

Posted: 2/1/12 at 9:00am

Deet, what's your favorite flower? I will have a nice arrangement made for you.

[D2]

Posted: 2/1/12 at 11:01am

Don't worry about the flowers. Just make a donation in my name to Planned Parenthood.