I chatted to a girl in the pub
And suspecting her
gullibility
I proceeded to proudly
boast
About my special ability
“I can divine when a
woman
Was born, to the very
day
Just by feeling her
breasts
It’s as simple as
child’s play”
“Really? Is that really
true?”
She said “or is it just
a lie
Just so you can feel my
tits
But go on then give it a
try”
So I had a good fondle
And thought she is so dumb
And I teased her nipples
Till they were as fat as my thumb
But she started to get impatient
And I heard her say
“Come on then, what day
was I born”?
I replied, “it was
yesterday”
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