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davelerave
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There were three priests in a railroad station, all wanting to go home
to Pittsburg. Behind the ticket counter was a very, very shapely lass.
Well endowed, gorgeous, amazing. The priests were all in embarrassing
new territory, so they drew straws to determine who would get the tickets.
The first priest approached the window. "Young lady," he began, "I would
like three pickets to titsburg..." Whereupon he completely lost his
composure and fled.
The second priest approached. "Young lady, I would like three tickets to
Pittsburg," he began, "and I would like the change in nipples and
dimes." So of course he also fled.
Then came the third. "Young lady, I would like three tickets to
Pittsburg, and I would like the change in nickels and dimes. And
I must say," he continued, "if you insist on dressing like that, when
you get to the pearly gates, St. Finger's going to shake his peter at you."
to Pittsburg. Behind the ticket counter was a very, very shapely lass.
Well endowed, gorgeous, amazing. The priests were all in embarrassing
new territory, so they drew straws to determine who would get the tickets.
The first priest approached the window. "Young lady," he began, "I would
like three pickets to titsburg..." Whereupon he completely lost his
composure and fled.
The second priest approached. "Young lady, I would like three tickets to
Pittsburg," he began, "and I would like the change in nipples and
dimes." So of course he also fled.
Then came the third. "Young lady, I would like three tickets to
Pittsburg, and I would like the change in nickels and dimes. And
I must say," he continued, "if you insist on dressing like that, when
you get to the pearly gates, St. Finger's going to shake his peter at you."