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A man walks into a bar and sees his friend sitting beside a 12-inch pianist. He says to his friend, "That's amazing. Where did he come from?"
The friend pulls out an old lamp and tells him the genie inside will grant him one wish. The man rubs the bottle, and to his amazement, a puff of purple smoke spews out and slowly collects in the form of a genie. In a booming voice the genie tells the man he has but one wish.
The man thinks and says, "I wish I had a million bucks." All of a sudden the bar is filled with ducks, bursting from the door and the windows, standing on top of the bar, dunking their heads into people’s drinks.
“What just happened?!” the guy asks. His friend replies, "I know. Did you really think I wanted a 12-inch pianist?"
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Man, fuck that!
Just for that, I ain't finna say shit on this weenie blog. Let's see what you fuckers do without me.
In fact.....I've had it with you people. That's it, I'm outta here!
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^^^ oh can't we all wish?
But since Seymour has no life and no network his only friends being rosy and her sisters. Toose blogs will sadly continue his diarrhea of the keyboard
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Cream puff contest
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A man comes across an old brass lamp. He shines it up and out pops a genie.
"Oh master of the lamp," began the genie, "I offer you three wishes. However, there is a condition: everything you wish for, your worst enemy will get twice as much of."
The man thought about it for a moment, then replied, "First, I wish to have twelve smoking-hot ladies at my sexual beck and call."
"Done!" said the genie. "Your worst enemy now has a stable of twenty-four such beauties."
"Second," the man continued, "I wish for two extra inches to be added to my manly endowment."
"Granted! And now your worst enemy has gained four inches to his manhood."
The man then said, "And third, I wish to have ONE of my testicles removed."
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