B/S Thread Part II
#109
~~Gynecologist's Assistant Opening
A young man goes into the Job Center in Chicago, and
sees a card advertising for a Gynecologist's Assistant.
Interested he goes to learn more -
"Can you give me some more details about this?" he asks
the guy behind the desk.
The Job Center man sorts through his files & replies -
"Oh yes here it is: The job entails you getting the lady
patients ready for the gynecologist. You have to help
them out of their underwear, lie them down and carefully
wash their genital regions. You then apply shaving foam
and gently shave off all their pubic hair then rub in
soothing oils so that they're ready for the doctors
examination. There's an annual salary of $45,000, but
you're going to have to go to Oxford, Mississippi.
That's about 820 miles from here."
"Oh why, is that where the job's at?"
"No sir - that's where the end of the line is.........
A young man goes into the Job Center in Chicago, and
sees a card advertising for a Gynecologist's Assistant.
Interested he goes to learn more -
"Can you give me some more details about this?" he asks
the guy behind the desk.
The Job Center man sorts through his files & replies -
"Oh yes here it is: The job entails you getting the lady
patients ready for the gynecologist. You have to help
them out of their underwear, lie them down and carefully
wash their genital regions. You then apply shaving foam
and gently shave off all their pubic hair then rub in
soothing oils so that they're ready for the doctors
examination. There's an annual salary of $45,000, but
you're going to have to go to Oxford, Mississippi.
That's about 820 miles from here."
"Oh why, is that where the job's at?"
"No sir - that's where the end of the line is.........
#119
Not quite that much fun lol! Rode over to Placerville to see some friends, not as cold as I thougt it would be up top, beautiful ride!
Here's your Monday moring funny-----
A man was visiting Spain and passed by a restaurant in Madrid after a bullfight. They were advertising that they served the ***** of the bull who lost the bullfight. Intrigued, the man went inside, only to find that where was a six-week waiting list to get to eat the loser's *****.
So he signed up and came back six weeks later. When he got his meal, there were two teeny, teeny ***** on his plate. He called the waiter over to complain.
"I've waited six weeks for bull *****. What are these?"
"Sir," the waiter said, "the bull doesn't always lose."
Here's your Monday moring funny-----
A man was visiting Spain and passed by a restaurant in Madrid after a bullfight. They were advertising that they served the ***** of the bull who lost the bullfight. Intrigued, the man went inside, only to find that where was a six-week waiting list to get to eat the loser's *****.
So he signed up and came back six weeks later. When he got his meal, there were two teeny, teeny ***** on his plate. He called the waiter over to complain.
"I've waited six weeks for bull *****. What are these?"
"Sir," the waiter said, "the bull doesn't always lose."