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A young fellow ran into an old man who was carring a bag.

“What’s in the bag?” the youngster asked.

“magic apples”, the old man replied.

“Prove it”, said the young man.

“Well, besides apples, what is your favorite two fruits?” asked the old man.

“Watermelon and peaches”, he answered.

The man handed him an apple and told him to try it out. The boy took a bite and said that it tasted like a watermelon. “Ok, turn it over”, he said.

The boy did and took another bite and said that it tasted like a peach.

The youngster still wasn’t convinced that they were magic.

The old fellow told him to name something else that he liked to eat.

“I like to eat pussy.” he snapped.

The man handed him another apple and told him to try it.

He took a big bite, spit it out, wipped his mouth and esclaimed, “That tasted like shit”.

The old man looked at him, smiled and said, “Turn it over.”

This joke was submitted by:
Ken B.

The French will eat almost anything. A young cook decided that the French would enjoy feasting on rabbits and decided to raise rabbits in Paris and sell them to the finer restaurants in the city. He searched all over Paris seeking a suitable place to raise his rabbits. None could be found. Finally, an old priest at the cathedral said he could have a small area behind the rectory for his rabbits. He successfully raised a number of them, and when he went about Paris selling them, a restaurant owner asked him where he got such fresh rabbits. The young man replied, “I raise them myself, near the cathedral. In fact, I have … a hutch back of Notre Dame.

Little Tony was 9 years old and was staying with his grandmother for a few days. He’d been playing outside with the other kids for a while when he came into the house and asked her, ’Grandma, what’s that called when two people sleep in the same room and one is on top of the other?’

She was a little taken aback, but she decided to tell him the truth. ‘It’s called sexual intercourse, darling.’

Little Tony said, ‘Oh, OK,’ and went back outside to play with the other kids.

A few minutes later he came back in and said angrily, ’Grandma,it isn’t called sexual intercourse. It’s called Bunk Beds. And Jimmy ‘s mum wants to talk to you.’