After two weeks stranded on an island, Bob says:
“George, neither of us is gay. But if you pretend to be a woman, I’ll return the favor after.”
George reluctantly agrees. Ten painful minutes later, he says:
“Okay, now it’s my turn.”
Bob zips up, looks him in the eye, and says:
“Sorry, babe. You know I don’t do that time of the month.”
Explanation: I never understood this scenario. I mean, yeah, they’ll get horny, but why can’t they just jerk off on opposite ends of the island like civilized folk?
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