December 20, 200421 yr It is Christmas Eve and this chap is on a rooftop > about to jump off. His wife is leaving him for another > man, he has lost his job and he owes thousands of > pounds to the bank. Just as he finishes his prayers > and closes his eyes, ready to jump, Father Christmas > taps him on the shoulder. > > "Are you OK?" asks Father Christmas. > > The man explains why he is so miserable and gets ready to jump. > > "Stop!" shouts Father Christmas. "It is Christmas, I > will grant you three wishes to solve your problems on > the understanding that you will grant me a small favour in return!" > > "Would you?" the man replies. "That would be wonderful!!...Thank you, > thank you!" > > Father Christmas promises him: > > "You shall go home in 1 hour and your wife will be > dressed in her sexiest underwear, begging for > forgiveness and longing for your return, she will have > no recollection of her new boyfriend." > > "You shall go into work tomorrow, sit at your desk and continue with > your work. Your salary will have increased by 50%. Also, nobody will > have any recollection of your sacking." > > > "You shall go to your bank and you will be ten > thousand pounds in credit, you will have no outstanding bills." > > "Oh thank you, thank you!" says the man. "What is it > that I can do for you?" > > Father Christmas asks the man to drop his pants and > bend over. After a quite brutal Rogering, which made > his eyes water, Father Christmas asks the man how old he is. "36" > replies the man. > > "Ho, Ho, Ho, You're a bit old to believe in Father > Christmas aren't you!?" chuckled the fat gay bastard in fancy dress.
It is Christmas Eve and this chap is on a rooftop
> about to jump off. His wife is leaving him for another
> man, he has lost his job and he owes thousands of
> pounds to the bank. Just as he finishes his prayers
> and closes his eyes, ready to jump, Father Christmas
> taps him on the shoulder.
>
> "Are you OK?" asks Father Christmas.
>
> The man explains why he is so miserable and gets ready to jump.
>
> "Stop!" shouts Father Christmas. "It is Christmas, I
> will grant you three wishes to solve your problems on
> the understanding that you will grant me a small favour in return!"
>
> "Would you?" the man replies. "That would be wonderful!!...Thank you,
> thank you!"
>
> Father Christmas promises him:
>
> "You shall go home in 1 hour and your wife will be
> dressed in her sexiest underwear, begging for
> forgiveness and longing for your return, she will have
> no recollection of her new boyfriend."
>
> "You shall go into work tomorrow, sit at your desk and continue with
> your work. Your salary will have increased by 50%. Also, nobody will
> have any recollection of your
sacking."
>
>
> "You shall go to your bank and you will be ten
> thousand pounds in credit, you will have no outstanding bills."
>
> "Oh thank you, thank you!" says the man. "What is it
> that I can do for you?"
>
> Father Christmas asks the man to drop his pants and
> bend over. After a quite brutal Rogering, which made
> his eyes water, Father Christmas asks the man how old he is. "36"
> replies the man.
>
> "Ho, Ho, Ho, You're a bit old to believe in Father
> Christmas aren't you!?" chuckled the fat gay bastard in fancy dress.