Older people of RIU..

[imchucky666]

You know the place. Interstate, dry country, enormous gift shop selling Native swag. Standing in front of it, watching the tour buses pull up, disgorge and regather their charges of strangers was a strapping young fellow with tight jeans and a long braid. Whenever a particularly eligible-looking woman came past him, he would solemnly raise his hand and intone "Chance."
After a few rounds of this, one especially pneumatic target remarked "Aren't you s'posed to say How?"
With a dazzling grin, the fellow replied "Me know How. Me want Chance."
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That's better than John Wayne toilet paper.......

 

[hotrodharley]

Romney went to a fun raiser and, as it happened, so did Obama. After a few drinks each found himself in the head, side-by-side at the urinals. Romney glanced over and saw Obama's pecker.

"Holy Cow!" said Mitt. "How in heck can you be that big? Has it always been big?"

"No I was average size until I discovered if I whack it hard as heck on the bedpost before I go to bed it makes it bigger every month. I whack that sucker 6 or 7 times and then go to bed", said Obama.

Wow, thinks Mitt. Now I know one of his secrets. That evening Mitt is preparing to slip into bed when he remembers what Obama told him. Leaving the lights off he walks up to the bedpost and WHACK, WHACK, WHACK .... Then - a voice from the darkness.

"Is that you, Barack?" asked Ann.

 

[Carne Seca]

Romney went to a fun raiser and, as it happened, so did Obama. After a few drinks each found himself in the head, side-by-side at the urinals. Romney glanced over and saw Obama's pecker.

"Holy Cow!" said Mitt. "How in heck can you be that big? Has it always been big?"

"No I was average size until I discovered if I whack it hard as heck on the bedpost before I go to bed it makes it bigger every month. I whack that sucker 6 or 7 times and then go to bed", said Obama.

Wow, thinks Mitt. Now I know one of his secrets. That evening Mitt is preparing to slip into bed when he remembers what Obama told him. Leaving the lights off he walks up to the bedpost and WHACK, WHACK, WHACK .... Then - a voice from the darkness.

"Is that you, Barack?" asked Ann.

oohhhh my goodness... oh dear... it is wrong for me to laugh at that? ROFL