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Bastard

I just got this .....enjoy

Pls read through this converastion …
GIRL: I have sinned. I called my boyfriend a BASTARD.

PSYCHIATRIST: Well now, that's not a nice thing to call anyone, so what did he do to deserve that?

GIRL: Well, he kissed me.

PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist kissed the girl

GIRL: ......Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL:But, he put his hand in my top.

PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist put his hand in the girl's top

GIRL:Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL:But, he took my clothes off.

PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist took off the girl's clothes

GIRL:Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL:But, he had sex with me!

PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist had sex with the girl

GIRL:.Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL:But, then he told me he has AIDS.

PSYCHIATRIST:BASTARDDDDDD!!!!!

Comments

Aob said…
lol...this is really funny....
the funniest story i've ever read...woot woot.....
Meg_lepa said…
that will show the bastard psychiatrist to keep it zipped up...LOL
Bunmsluv said…
the bastard psychiastrist thought he's wise..but the girl showed him she's wiser..lol
VoicedC said…
for im mind he fink say im don see mumu nii.
Hahahahahaha, lol. Great work
Ernest said…
nice one heheheheheh hahahahahaha hhohohohohohohohoho
Happy said…
hahahaha wahala bastard indeed

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