There once was a puppy. This was a very cute puppy. He was known around town. This puppy liked to walk to the butcher everyday, and get scraps of meat. One day, while walking to the butcher, he got hit by a car and died. The man inside the car never noticed though, because he was getting head from his sister-in-law. His sister-in-law had a cold sore though. So in turn, the puppy killer went home and slept with his wife giving her herpes. The wife then went to work the next day, not knowing she had herpes she got called into her bosses office to discuss her presentation (which was really their way of saying one of them was horney). After a quick romp in the office, the boss called in his secretary to clean up (which was their way of saying one was horney). Now the secretary went home that night to her devoted boyfriend of 3 years with herpes from her boss. They spent the night together, like they always do. He pleased her in more ways than one, so he ended up getting a cold sore. He went to visit his grandmother the next day, and when he gave her a kiss hello, she contracted a cold sore as well. That night, granny was feeling frisky, so she went to her neighbors house, and the old man and her got down (which they often do on wednesday nights after bridge). The old man went to visit his grandson the next and asked him to take him to get some medicine for a rash he had (below the belt). On the way, the grandson complained about how he suspected his girlfriend of sleeping with her brother-in-law. The grandson wasn't paying attention however, and hit a man in the street with his car. The man turned out to be his girlfriends brother-in-law, and the puppy killer.
the end.
oh, and the old man got his ointment.
haha. I love it :]
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