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April 12, 2006


A wealth playboy met a beautiful young girl in an exclusive lounge. He took her to his lavish apartment where he soon discovered she was not a tramp, but was well groomed and apparently very intelligent. Hoping to get her into bed he began showing her his collection of expensive paintings, first editions by famous authors and offered her a glass of wine.

He asked whether she preferred Port or Sherry and she said, "Oh, Sherry by all means. To me it's the nectar of the gods.
Just looking at it in a crystal-clear decanter fills me with a glorious sense of anticipation. When the stopper is removed and the gorgeous liquid is poured into my glass, I inhale the enchanting aroma and I'm lifted on the wings of ecstasy. It seems as though I'm about to drink a magic potion and my whole being begins to glow. The sound of a thousand violins being softly played fills my ears and I'm transported into another world.

"On the other hand, Port makes me fart."

Posted by Peskie at April 12, 2006 12:00 PM


On one hand safistication and elegant use of the english laugage, and on the other. . . did she say fart?


Posted by: Janice at April 13, 2006 03:43 PM

Whoops. Heard this one. On to someplace else...

Posted by: Old Horsetail Snake at April 14, 2006 12:20 PM