Club409

then get thrown in jail for being retards

Back in my day we called girls like that "floozies." I recall one warm evenin' during the spring of ought two I was out in the old shed behind the West pasture. The last few batches of white lightnin' had been sour so I was cleaning out Pa's old still.

The smell of the old dregs of mash with the pungent aroma of the turpentine I was using to get the crust out was enough to attract the attention of some young ladies walking along the road. They came back to the shed and we started a-talkin' an' a-flirtin'. Before you could fit a sock on a rooster we was all buck nekkid and they were lappin' up the turpentine an' mash. They went a little crazy rapin' the livestock an' such. Kilt all but three of our sheep.

That's when Pa got home. He learnt me proper. I'll never forget what he said while he whipped me.

"You know better than to let your sisters get into the turpentine."

Anyway he shot 'em. Only way he could stop their rampage.

And that's why your grandmother don't have any leg below the knee.

not funny

well see it is funny because they thought they were hardcore and would openly mock the legal system and the prosecutor by name via the internet which we all know is a very private medium...Then they proceeded to get fisted for an extended period of time and justice prevailed. So all in all it was a terrific story with a fantastic ending.

I wasn't saying the story wasn't funny I was saying your comment wasn't funny. I found the story highly entertaining.