The creation of pussy
Seven wise men with knowledge so fine,
created a pussy to their design.
First was a butcher,
with smart wit,
using a knife,
he gave it a slit,
Second was a carpenter,
strong and bold,
with a hammer and chisel,
he gave it a hole,
Third was a tailor,
tall and thin,
by using red velvet,
the lined it within,
Fourth was a hunter,
short and stout,
with a piece of fox fur,
he lined it without,
Fifth was a fisherman,
nasty as hell,
threw in a fish and gave it a smell,
Sixth was a preacher,
whose name was McGee,
he touched it and blessed it,
and said it could pee,
Last was a sailor,
dirty little runt,
he sucked it and fucked it,
and called it a cunt.
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The Great Wrestler
Tom Shultz, greatest wrestler in all of America, has never been beaten. Tom, undefeated champion of the USA, confident in his title, decides to take on the world. He goes to China, and wins. He goes to Europe, and wins.
Tom goes all over the world and remains undefeated, but for one man in Russia, that his trainer refuses to let him wrestle. Finally, his trainer gives in, and they both go to Russia. "Listen to me Tom," his trainer says in a whisper before the match, "your good, by far the best I've ever trained, but this guy has a move that no one has ever been able to get out of... the double pretzel. If you can nullify that move, you might win this match. If you don't, you're done for."
The match begins.
The two big men circle, sizing each other up. Suddenly, the Russian lunges for Tom, and catches him. Before Tom even knows what's happening, he is bent up into the double pretzel, all his limbs totally useless against the Russian giant. Tom sees his only chance; hanging before his eyes is a big, hairy, sweating nut sac. In Tom's moment of desperation, he reaches out and bites the balls as hard as he can. Suddenly he breaks free, out of the un-stoppable double pretzel, and much to the surprise of all watching, preceded to quickly defeat the undefeatable giant Russian.
Toms trainer was there in an instant, leaning over to Tom and asking in no more than a whisper, "How did you break out of the double pretzel, that was supposed to be impossible!!' Tom, cool, calm, and collected, replies with his shoulders back, head held high, "Coach, You'd be amazed at the strength you can muster when you bite down on your own balls."