Taco Posted May 14, 2009 Share Posted May 14, 2009 Cinderella is now 95 years old. After a fulfilling life with the now dead prince, she happily sits upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by from her front porch, with an old cat named Bob for companionship. One sunny afternoon out of nowhere, appeared the fairy godmother. Cinderella said, "Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years"? The fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella, you have lived an exemplary life since I last saw you. Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?" Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some thoughtful consideration, she uttered her first wish: "The prince was wonderful,but not much of an investor. I'm living hand to mouth on my disability checks, and I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension. Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold. Cinderella said, "Ooh, thank you, Fairy Godmother". The fairy godmother replied "it is the least that I can do. What do you want for your second wish?" Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, "I wish I were young and full of the beauty and youth I once had." At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful young visage returned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside of her that had been dormant for years. Then the fairy godmother spoke once more: "You have one more wish; what shall it be?" Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and says, "I wish for you to transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind and handsome young man." Magically, Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in his biological make-up that, when he stood before her, he was a man so beautiful the likes of him neither she nor the world had ever seen. The fairy godmother said, "Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your new life. With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, the fairy godmother was gone as suddenly as she appeared. For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella looked into each other's eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most beautiful, stunningly perfect man she had ever seen. Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, and held her close in his young muscular arms. He leaned in close, blowing her golden hair with his warm breath as he whispered... "Bet you're sorry now that you had me neutered." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
duanec Posted May 14, 2009 Share Posted May 14, 2009 ouch. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jksnijders Posted May 14, 2009 Share Posted May 14, 2009 Awesome.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
darrinhurst Posted May 14, 2009 Share Posted May 14, 2009 That is GOLD! LOL Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Castuserraticus Posted May 14, 2009 Share Posted May 14, 2009 Old Fred had some trouble performing in the bedroom. He had run through all the treatments western medicine offered with no success. At the end of his rope, he went to a voodoo doctor. The doctor smiled and said no problem. "Take this vial of medicine. When you want to make love to your wife, eat a pinch of the powder and count 1-2-3. You will be able to perform like a young stallion all night long." Fred felt that might be overdoing things and asked how he could counter the affects. The voodoo doctor said all he had to do was count 1-2-3-4 and the medicine would stop working. That night Fred cuddled up to his wife and asked if she was in the mood. When she said yes, he took the medicine and counted 1-2-3. It worked!! They were both overjoyed and Fred prepared to mount up. He looked lovingly into his wife's eyes. She smilled and asked "What did you count 1-2-3 for?" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hawgstoppah Posted May 14, 2009 Share Posted May 14, 2009 Old Fred had some trouble performing in the bedroom. He had run through all the treatments western medicine offered with no success. At the end of his rope, he went to a voodoo doctor. The doctor smiled and said no problem. "Take this vial of medicine. When you want to make love to your wife, eat a pinch of the powder and count 1-2-3. You will be able to perform like a young stallion all night long." Fred felt that might be overdoing things and asked how he could counter the affects. The voodoo doctor said all he had to do was count 1-2-3-4 and the medicine would stop working. That night Fred cuddled up to his wife and asked if she was in the mood. When she said yes, he took the medicine and counted 1-2-3. It worked!! They were both overjoyed and Fred prepared to mount up. He looked lovingly into his wife's eyes. She smilled and asked "What did you count 1-2-3 for?" LMFAO... the funbuster strikes again! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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