A mother is in the kitchen making dinner for her family when her
daughter walks in.
“Mother, where do babies come from?”
The mother thinks for a few seconds and says, “Well dear, Mommy and
Daddy fall in love and get married. One night they go into their
bedroom, they kiss and hug, and have sex.”
The daughter looks puzzled so the mother continues, “That means the
daddy puts his penis in the mommy’s vagina. That’s how you get a baby,
honey.” The child seems to comprehend.
“Oh, I see, but the other night when I came into your room you had
daddy’s penis in your mouth. What do you get when you do that?”
“Jewelry, my dear. Jewelry.”
Reasons I Still Believe in the Easter Bunny
1. Hey, I watch television. Every year, he's there clucking in the Cadbury egg commercials. 2. Who do you think delivers all the baskets and stuff, the little chicks? Doubtful. 3. When I was six, I saw a bunny at the scene of the crime. He put his finger aside his nose, and up the chimney he rose. 4. It was a little cafe somewhere in France, I was young, and yes, I believed everything he told me. 5. Someone is posing for those chocolate rabbit molds, and I think you're thinking what I'm thinking. 6. Who else has time to color all those eggs? Not me, Jack. 7. Yeah, and Peter Rabbit didn't think Mr. McGregor was going to catch him in the cabbage patch either -- get with the times. 8. I had a pet rabbit in the 4th grade, and he told me it was all true. 9. Once, I put a tooth under my pillow, and in the morning I had a marshmallow Easter egg. 10. Someone has to believe in the Easter bunny. Written by David A. Rinke II
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