MOMMY, MOMMY, I WAS AT THE PLAYGROUND AND DADDY AND...."
Mommy tells him to slow down. She wants to hear the story.
So Little Johnny tells her. "I was at the playground and I saw
Daddy's car go into the woods with Aunt Jane. I went
back to look and he was giving Aunt Jane a big kiss, then he helped her
take off her shirt, then Aunt Jane helped Daddy take his pants off, then
Aunt Jane laid down on the seat, then Daddy...."
At this point, Mommy cut him off and said,
"Johnny, this is such an interesting story, suppose you save the rest of
it for supper time. I want to see the look on Daddy's face when you
tell it tonight." At the dinner table, Mommy asks Little Johnny
to tell his story. Johnny starts his story, describing the car going into
the woods, the undressing, laying down on the seat, and "....then Daddy
and Aunt Jane did that same thing Mommy and Uncle Bill used to do when
Daddy was in the Navy."


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Little Johnny goes to school, and the teacher
says, 'Today we are going to learn multi-syllable words, class. Does
anybody have an example of a multi-syllable word?'
Little Johnny waves his hand, 'Me, Miss Rogers, me, me!' 'All right,
little
Johnny, what is yourmulti-syllable word?' Little Johnny says,
'Mas-tur-bate.'
Miss Rogers smiles and says, 'Wow, little Johnny, that's a mouthful.'
Little Johnny says, 'No, Miss Rogers, you're thinking of a blowjob".


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Little Johnny walked into his dad's bedroom one day
only to catch him sitting on the side of his bed sliding
a condom onto his dick in preparation of sex with his wife.
Johnny's father in attempt to hide his full erection
with a condom on it bent over as if to look under
the bed. Little Johnny asked curiously "What ya doin dad?"
His father quickly replied, "I thought I saw a rat go underneath
the bed, to which Little Johnny replied
"What ya gonna do, fuck him?"

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A traveling salesman rings the doorbell and
10-year-old Little Johnny answers, holding a beer
and smoking a fat cigar. The salesman says,
"Little boy, is your mother home?" Little Johnny taps his
ash on the carpet and says,
"What the fuck do you think?"