Watchin’ that kinda made my butt pucker.
There are some positives that can come out of hand tremors though.
The Banjo (player) Joke:
Our story today takes place at Shady Grove Festivarian Rest Home. (stop me if you already heard this one
) Well, the residents of the home still true to their bohemian nature liked to gather after dinner for a nude soak in the hot tub. Mr. Guitar Strummer and Ms. Mando Picker were obviously attracted to one another and quickly became friends. Night after night they’d sit close, soak and talk. One night Mr. Guitar Strummer got up enough nerve to ask something of Ms. Mando Picker that had been on his mind practically since they had met. “I was just wondering” he said “Since we’ve become such good friends these past weeks” he hesitated “Well … maybe you could just put your hands on my (small) member?” Ms. Mando Picker, not being a young girl any more was still kind of embarrassed at this request, but, realizing we’re not here on earth forever, and thinking they might both get some enjoyment and companionship bashfully complied. Well, their little hot tub ritual continued on for quite a few nights until one evening Ms. Mando Picker was a little late getting to the hut tub and when she got there she found Ms. Banjo Plunker in her place all nice and cozy and with her hands under the bubbling water and out of sight and Mr. Guitar Strummer looking quite content. At seeing this Ms. Mando Picker surprised herself at her jealous reaction. She walked over and slapped Mr. Guitar Strummer across the head and said rather loudly “You cad, I thought we were friends and had a special arrangement and the first time I’m a little late for our “visit” I find you with this hussy, Ms. Banjo Plunker”. She continued obviously hurt, “Well let me ask you something, what’s she got that I haven’t got?” Without missing a beat (pun intended) Mr. Guitar Strummer replied, “Hand tremors”.
Pretty qiuck for a turtle
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