A priest, a nun, and a camel

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  • Frostbit
    But only once
    • Wednesday, October 2, 2013
    • 22330

    #1

    A priest, a nun, and a camel

    A nun and a priest were crossing the Sahara desert on a camel.
    On the third day out, the camel suddenly dropped dead without warning.

    After dusting themselves off, the Nun and the Priest surveyed their
    situation. After a long period of silence, the Priest spoke.
    'Well, Sister, this looks pretty grim.'

    'I know, Father. In fact, I don't think it likely that we can survive
    more than a day or two..'

    'I agree,' says the Father. 'Sister, since we are unlikely to make it
    out of here alive, would you do something for me?'

    'Anything, Father.

    'I have never seen a woman's breasts and I was wondering if I might see yours.'

    'Well, under the circumstances I don't see that it would do any harm.'


    The Nun opened her habit and the Priest enjoyed the sight of her
    Shapely breasts, commenting frequently on their beauty.

    'Sister, would you mind if I touched them?'.......she consented and he
    fondled them for several minutes.

    'Father, could I ask something of you?'

    'Yes, Sister?'

    'I have never seen a man's appendage. Could I see yours?'

    'I suppose that would be OK,' the Priest replied lifting his robe.

    'Oh Father, may I touch it?'

    The priest consented and after a few minutes of fondling he was
    sporting a huge erection.

    'Sister, you know that if I insert my appendage in the right place,
    it can give life?'

    'Is that true Father?'

    'Yes, it is, Sister.'

    'Oh Father, that's wonderful ... Stick it in the camel and let's get
    the hell out of here!'
    If it pays, it stays
  • Adam
    The way to a woman's heart is through her taste buds.
    • Tuesday, October 1, 2013
    • 16885

    #2
    It's been ten years since that lonely day I left you
    In the morning rain, smoking gun in hand
    Ten lonely years but how my heart, it still remembers
    Pray for me, momma, I'm a gypsy now

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    • scott
      Go-to Guru
      • Tuesday, October 1, 2013
      • 15799

      #3
      Y'all are going to hell.

      Apparently in my handbasket.
      "Faith is nothing but a firm assent of the mind : which, if it be regulated, as is our duty, cannot be afforded to anything but upon good reason, and so cannot be opposite to it."
      -John Locke

      "It's all been melded together into one giant, authoritarian, leftist scream."
      -Newman

      "Grievance groups are playing King of the Hill."
      -Newman

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