blownalcoholhemihead
Well-Known Member
While I was "flying" down the road the other day, I passed over a bridge
only to find a cop with a radar gun on the other side lying in wait.
The cop pulled me over, walked up to the car, with that classic patronizing
smirk we all know and love, asked, "What's your hurry?"
To which I replied, "I'm late for work."
"Oh yeah," said the cop, "What do you do?"
I'm a rectum stretcher," I responded.
The cop stammered, "A what? A rectum stretcher? And just what does a rectum
stretcher do?"
"Well," I said, "I start by inserting one finger, then work my way up to two fingers, then three, then
four, then with my whole hand in. I work from side to side until I can get both hands in, and then I
slowly but surely stretch it, until it's about 6 feet wide."
"And just what the hell do you do with a 6 foot asshole?" he asked
"You give him a radar gun and park him behind a bridge ..."
only to find a cop with a radar gun on the other side lying in wait.
The cop pulled me over, walked up to the car, with that classic patronizing
smirk we all know and love, asked, "What's your hurry?"
To which I replied, "I'm late for work."
"Oh yeah," said the cop, "What do you do?"
I'm a rectum stretcher," I responded.
The cop stammered, "A what? A rectum stretcher? And just what does a rectum
stretcher do?"
"Well," I said, "I start by inserting one finger, then work my way up to two fingers, then three, then
four, then with my whole hand in. I work from side to side until I can get both hands in, and then I
slowly but surely stretch it, until it's about 6 feet wide."
"And just what the hell do you do with a 6 foot asshole?" he asked
"You give him a radar gun and park him behind a bridge ..."
