Well, the original thread was...umm...I hit the wrong button and just tried to roll with it. I bleeped out all of the swear words because I'm a polite person, I swore here to make a statement, I'm annoying and I think that the Personal board smells, the only posts I posted were
THE 150TH POST!
and
THE 220TH POST!
I'm always confused, I confuse myself, School holidays have begun, and now a BluEydFlu_Z approved statement
"Fruit" you I'm 13
EvilTwin wrote: Onions and Christmas Trees
Okay so this kid is about 10 years old. He had just met a girl at school that he liked. So he went to his Grandpa and said "Grandpa, what do I need to know about women?"
So his grandpa says "Their breasts, you must know about them."
"What about them?"he asks.
His grandpa says "okay, when a women is in their 20s-30s, their breasts are like melons: Firm and always reliable. When a women is in their 30s-40s their breasts are like pears: a little less firm but still reliable. Now, when a woman is in their 40s to 50s their breasts are like onions."
"Onions you say, how?"
"Well, when you look at them they just want to make you cry."
Well, the kid's sister overheard their conversation and went to her grandma and said "Grandma, is there anything I need to know about men?"
"Yes, you need to know about their d***"
What do I need to know?
Well, in a mans 20s and 30s, their d*** is like a redwood: Tall, strong, and always reliable. In a mans 30s and 40s, their d*** is like birch trees: a little flimsy but still reliable. Now, in a mans 40s and 50s their d*** is like a Christmas tree.
A Christmas tree?
Yes: They're old and rotten and the balls are just there for decoration.
Why don't you go play a nice game of Hide and go F*** Yourself.
ABSOF***INGLUTELY!!
INF***INGCREDIBLE!
F*** THE F***ING F***ER!