Guy Fairy Tale

[garyt27]

Guy Fairy Tale


Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess... “Will you marry me?”

The Princess said “NO!”

And the Prince lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles
And went fishing and hunting and played golf
And dated women half his age and drank beer and scotch
And had tons of money in the bank and left the toilet seat up
And farted whenever he wanted.

The End

 

[Heresathought1]

....and died an early death after a night of heavy drinking. They found him with his head in his seatless toilet. An autopsy revealed he had accidently shot himself while cleaning his hunting rifle while hungover and preparing his fishing lures. He had wrecked his motorcycle the previous week after once again driinking too much after his 22 year-old girlfriend had left him for being impotent.

 

[Larry Gude]

Once upon a time a prince asked a beautiful princess to marry him.

And she said yes.

And the prince rode motorcycles on the street, dirt and in the desert

And went to the gym, and shooting and played guitar and played golf and hung out with his pals

And drank beer and, well, not scotch, pub crawled with her, chatted up 22 year old beer wenches together, ate wings together

And had enough money in the bank and put the toilet seat down because it made her happy

And suppressed farts whenever he needed to because growing old with a happy, beautiful princess was worth more than all the 22 year olds and unattached 'freedom' in the world put together

All this because he found the right princess

for him

And live happily ever after

The End

 

[Toxick]

Guy Fairy Tale


Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess... “Will you marry me?”

The Princess said “NO!”

And the Prince lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles
And went fishing and hunting and played golf
And dated women half his age and drank beer and scotch
And had tons of money in the bank and left the toilet seat up
And farted whenever he wanted.

The End

:sniff:

That was beautiful.

 

[SamSpade]

Once upon a time a prince asked a beautiful princess to marry him.

And she said yes.

And the prince rode motorcycles on the street, dirt and in the desert

And went to the gym, and shooting and played guitar and played golf and hung out with his pals

And drank beer and, well, not scotch, pub crawled with her, chatted up 22 year old beer wenches together, ate wings together

And had enough money in the bank and put the toilet seat down because it made her happy

And suppressed farts whenever he needed to because growing old with a happy, beautiful princess was worth more than all the 22 year olds and unattached 'freedom' in the world put together

All this because he found the right princess

for him

And live happily ever after

The End

See, now THIS story properly belongs in the joke section!

 

[vraiblonde]

See, now THIS story properly belongs in the joke section!

:shrug:

 

[Abc123]

See, now THIS story properly belongs in the joke section!

 

[rich70]

See, now THIS story properly belongs in the joke section!