Wandering through a beautiful orchard of oranges and peaches and marijuana plants.
A lovely day, the sun shined and butterflys flitted here and there.
Jenny was 15 and still a virgin. But that has nothing to do with this story.
As she wandered with Porker, a 5 year old Labrador,and whom would she come across?
The local priest. Dressed in his black, glad holy rags and ponging worse than Porker could fart.
'Hello Jenny. What a lovely day for a walk. is that your doggie? What is his name?'
Jenny had no fear as the priest was not Catholic.
'Hi Father, this is Porker.'
Porker jumps around wanting to play.
'Jenny, such a strange name for a dog.'
The bees are buzzing between the blossoms, the heavens are clear. All is perfect.In fact - paradise - get a suicide vest.
Jenny replies -
'His name is Porker, because he likes to fuck pigs.'
The End.
As she wandered with Porker, a 5 year old Labrador,and whom would she come across?
The local priest. Dressed in his black, glad holy rags and ponging worse than Porker could fart.
'Hello Jenny. What a lovely day for a walk. is that your doggie? What is his name?'
Jenny had no fear as the priest was not Catholic.
'Hi Father, this is Porker.'
Porker jumps around wanting to play.
'Jenny, such a strange name for a dog.'
The bees are buzzing between the blossoms, the heavens are clear. All is perfect.In fact - paradise - get a suicide vest.
Jenny replies -
'His name is Porker, because he likes to fuck pigs.'
The End.
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