My husband has a penchant for dirty limericks. He shared this one with me this evening.
There was a young man from St. Paul's
who read Harper's Bazaar and McCall's
'til he grew such a passion
for feminine fashion
that he knitted a snood for his balls.
You have no idea how tempted I am to knit him a joke-gift now. Ball-snoods.
Time for bed, obviously.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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YOU MUST!!!!!
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