And They Say Chivalry is Dead
A woman met a man in a bar. They talked; they connected ; and they ended up leaving together. When they get back to his place, he showed her around his apartment, and she noticed that one entire wall of his bedroom has three shelves with hundreds and hundreds of cute, cuddly teddy bears, carefully placed in rows.
It was obvious that he had taken quite some time to arranged them and she was immediately touched. The small bears were all along the bottom shelf, the medium-sized bears were the length of the middle shelf, and huge, enormous bears ran all the way across the top shelf.
She found it a bit odd for such a masculine guy to have such a large a collection of Teddy Bears, but she didn't mention this to him, because she didn't want to break the mood. They shared a bottle of wine and continued talking and, after a while, she found herself thinking, "Oh my God! Maybe this guy could be the one! Maybe he could be the future father my children?"
She turned to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. He responded by rubbing her neck. They continued to kiss, and the passion built. He lifted her into his arms and carried her into his bedroom where he ripped
off her clothes and made hot, steamy love. She was so overwhelmed that she responded with more passion, more creativity, more heat than ever before.
After an intense, explosive night of hot sex with this sensitive guy, the woman rolled over, gently stroked his chest and purred coyly, "Well, how was it for you ?"
The guy smiled at her, stroked her cheek, and looked deeply into her eyes, and said...
"Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf."
It was obvious that he had taken quite some time to arranged them and she was immediately touched. The small bears were all along the bottom shelf, the medium-sized bears were the length of the middle shelf, and huge, enormous bears ran all the way across the top shelf.
She found it a bit odd for such a masculine guy to have such a large a collection of Teddy Bears, but she didn't mention this to him, because she didn't want to break the mood. They shared a bottle of wine and continued talking and, after a while, she found herself thinking, "Oh my God! Maybe this guy could be the one! Maybe he could be the future father my children?"
She turned to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. He responded by rubbing her neck. They continued to kiss, and the passion built. He lifted her into his arms and carried her into his bedroom where he ripped
off her clothes and made hot, steamy love. She was so overwhelmed that she responded with more passion, more creativity, more heat than ever before.
After an intense, explosive night of hot sex with this sensitive guy, the woman rolled over, gently stroked his chest and purred coyly, "Well, how was it for you ?"
The guy smiled at her, stroked her cheek, and looked deeply into her eyes, and said...
"Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf."
posted by limpy99 at 10:57 AM
12 Comments:
OH MAN that was a good one!
Bwaaahhh!
Nice one.
ROFL!
That's pretty fucked up.
OMG, Limpy! If you tell us you're having shelves built for your room now...
ROFL!!! That's classic!
ROFLMFAO!!!
I think I went out with that guy...
Pig.
[Damn, I hope I can remember to re-tell it]
Heh. At least he didn't make her shoot a water gun into a creepy clown's mouth...or MAYBE he did!
~ SoozieQ
I wonder what she had to do to get a bear from the top shelf?
Goes to show that you should never date a carny! hehe! ;)
I LOVED this joke! You get a LARGE bear for that one.
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