oldgoatroper
Roper of Goats. Old ones.
An Irishman was walking home from the pub late at night, and saw a woman lurking in the shadows.
'Twenty Euros for a good time,'she whisperd.
Paddy had never been with a prostitute before, but decided,'What the hell, it's only twenty Euros'.
After the first couple of minutes at in the bushes, all of a sudden, a light flashed on them. It was a police officer.
'What's going on here, people?' asked the officer.
'I'm making love to me wife,' the Irishman answered sounding annoyed.
'Oh, I'm so sorry,' said the cop, 'I didn't know.'
'Well, needer did I,' said Paddy, 'til ya shoined dat light in her face!'
'Twenty Euros for a good time,'she whisperd.
Paddy had never been with a prostitute before, but decided,'What the hell, it's only twenty Euros'.
After the first couple of minutes at in the bushes, all of a sudden, a light flashed on them. It was a police officer.
'What's going on here, people?' asked the officer.
'I'm making love to me wife,' the Irishman answered sounding annoyed.
'Oh, I'm so sorry,' said the cop, 'I didn't know.'
'Well, needer did I,' said Paddy, 'til ya shoined dat light in her face!'