Competition

There's an incest competition in my town this weekend.
I'm going to enter my sister.

Jewish Pedophile

Q: How does a Jewish pedophile hunt for children?
A: "Hen kid, want to buy some candy?"

Season's Greetings!

Money's short, times are hard. Here's your fucking Christmas card.
T'was the night before Christmas and all through the house, everybody felt shitty, even the mouse.
Mum at the whorehouse and dad smoking grass, I'd just settled down for a nice piece of ass.
When out on the lawn I heard such a clatter, I sprung from my piece to see what was the matter.
Then out on the lawn I saw a big dick, I knew in a moment It must be Saint Nick.
He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell, sure enough, the fucker had fell.
He filled all our stockings with pretzels and beer and a big rubber dick for my brother, the Queer.
He rose up the chimney with a thunderous fart, the son of a bitch blew the chimney apart!
He swore and he cursed as he rode out of sight, piss on you all and have a hell of a night.