Thursday, June 16, 2016

Greetings Laff Lovers,

"I'm sorry, TZ, but I need to cancel our lunch today," Lewis said plopping into a chair. "I have to see the eye doctor."

"What's wrong, buddy?" I said standing up to dig my boxers out of my ass.

He looked at me like he'd never seen anyone pick his ass before.

"Yeah, well," he said, "my vision was blurred when I woke up this morning. It took 30 minutes before I could see clearly."

"Maybe you were having a stroke?" I offered.

"I don't think so. I feel fine now."

"No, I mean 'stroke'", I said making the universal sign for male masturbation. "Maybe the old saying is true... 'if you don't stop you'll go blind'."

Diagnosingly,

TZ

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