She said love was a three-way street in her world.
Who knew that meant she was bi-sexual...
I pulled myself together after she blew the news my way.
I googled the word bi-sexual for clarity
and picked my nose at the same time.
Now THAT is some serious multi-tasking.
So I bought some brown and pink converses for her
and slapped her in the face with a handful of baby powder.
I just wanted to fit in...
She tipped her brown and pink clown hat
towards me and informed me she was officially turned on.
I denied her access to my boxer briefs because
I wanted a tuna sandwich for practice...
I went to the local Chinese cart and asked for tuna on wheat
because I'm not into interracial eating.
I returned to meet her girlfriend Sandy-pants.
She called herself Sandy-pants because.. she wore pants... alot.
I wore dungarees because of my obsession with kangaroos.
I like kangaroos... my girlfriend hates kangaroos because
their pouches are bigger than hers.
Lord knows us men love a woman with a big pouch!
After we did the laundry naked, I asked her if love was still
a three-way street...
She said no... it's always been a two-way street.
I asked " but i thought you were bi-sexual??"
She said "I'm am, but just until the election is over...YES WE CAN!"