Friday, April 19, 2013

Liverwurst

The butcher lived in an apartment over his shop. One night he was awakened by strange noises, coming from the shop. He tiptoed downstairs and observed that his 21-year-old daughter was sitting on the chopping block and was masturbating with a liverwurst. He sighed and tiptoed back to bed. 

The next morning, one of his customers came in and asked for some liverwurst. The butcher explained that he did not have any. 

The woman was annoyed. She pointed and said, “No liverwurst, eh? Well, what’s that hanging on the hook right over there?” 

The embarrassed butcher frowned at her and replied, “That, lady, is my son-in-law.”

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