Having posted some items recently about tattooing, what better subject for a Funny Friday. . .
Caution: some of the humour is risque.
A man in love with his new wife decides to have her name, Wendy, tattooed on his privates.
He then goes on holidays with her to the Caribbean.
Whist standing at a urinal next to one of the locals he looks down and notices the local also has the letters “WY” on his willy.
"Hey, couldn't help notice the tattoo" he says to the local. "Your wife's name is also Wendy?” he asks.
"No, mon" says the local. “When I get aroused it says WELCOME TO BARBADOS, HAVE A NICE DAY".
Whenever I go on the pull, I always look for a woman who has a tattoo.
I see a woman with a tattoo and I think "here's a bird who's capable of making a decision she'll regret in the future.
My son's just had a tattoo of a heart, a spade, a club and a diamond.
I'll deal with him later.
I have read that the following limerick dates from the 1700's:
There was a young girl from Cape Cod
Who thought babies were fashioned by God.
But it wasn’t the Almighty
Who lifted her nightie,
'Twas Roger the lodger, the sod!