How does a farmer pick up women?
“Wanna ride on my barley? Let’s combine.”
They know how to a tractor!
How does a farmer pick up women?
“Wanna ride on my barley? Let’s combine.”
They know how to a tractor!
The unemployed man was married to a woman who was never satisfied. When he finally got a job, she was irate nonetheless. “Now,” she said, “you are home less!”
It’s great dating a florist, because she always know when and where to plant her tulips.
The man who broke up with his longtime girlfriend went on a consolational fruit-eating binge. When asked how he was handling it, the fellow merely raised a half-eaten piece of produce. “Can’t you see,” he said, “I am in the depths of this pear.“
My wife is turned on by men with yachts. So I bought one. I guess turn a boat is foreplay.
I resent my parents’ constant suggestions. They make me feel like should.
My ex-girlfriend got Ebola. What a dirty fluidsy.
My next-door neighbours are always lighting up fragrant sticks, even after I complained. They are so incensitive!
On a foggy day, I split up with my fiancée. Now I’m Girlless in the Mist.
To preserve our marriage, my wife and I have a no pun relationship.