A Joke

 

A woman takes a lover home during the day, while her husband is at work.

 

Her 9-year old son comes home unexpectedly, sees them, and hides in the bedroom closet. Then the woman’s husband also comes home. She puts her lover in the closet, not realizing that the little boy is in there already.

 

The little boy says, ‘Dark in here.’

The man says, ‘Yes, it is.’

 

Boy – ‘I have a golf ball.’

 

Man – ‘That’s nice.’

 

Boy – ‘Want to buy it?’

 

Man – ‘No, thanks.’

 

Boy – ‘My dad’s outside.’

 

Man – ‘OK, how much?’

 

Boy – ‘$250’

 

A few weeks later, it happens again that the boy and the lover, are in the closet together..

 

Boy – ‘Dark in here.’

 

Man – ‘Yes, it is.’

 

Boy – ‘I have a sand wedge.

‘The lover, remembering the last time, asks the boy, ‘How much?’

 

Boy – ‘$750’

 

Man – ‘Sold.’

 

A few days later, the boys father says to the boy, ‘Grab your sand wedge and golf ball, let’s go outside and have some short game practice. The boy says, ‘I can’t, I sold my ball and sand wedge dad.’

 

The father says, ‘What?! How much did you sell them for?’

 

Boy – ‘$1,000.’

 

The father says, ‘That’s terrible to overcharge your friends like that. That is far more than those two things cost. I’m going to take you to church and make you  confess.’

 

They go to the church, and the father makes the little boy sit in the confession booth and he closes the door.

 

The boy says, ‘Dark in here.’

 

The priest says, ‘Don’t start that shit with me again. You’re in my closet now.’

 

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9 Responses to A Joke

  1. Jaypo says:

    OH MY HOOT!!! :-DDD

  2. HAR! [this is good]

  3. Redscylla says:

    Good one. Perfect answer to my unexpected religious story.

  4. Kzinti says:

    Pffft. Awesome.

  5. CreakyGeek says:

    Hahahahahahaahahahaha!!!! Sending this NOW to some people I know who will TOTALLY appreaciate it.

    Because they’re golfers, not priests, cuckolds, husssies, or philanderers.

    That I know of.

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