Gotta Love Italians  

rm_gerson42 53M
1752 posts
4/27/2006 10:29 am

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4/29/2006 7:27 pm

Gotta Love Italians

A bus stops and two Italian men get on.
They sit down and engage in an animated conversation.

The lady sitting behind them ignores them at first, but
her attention is galvanized when she hears one of the
men say the following:

"Emma come first.
Den I come.
Den two asses come together.
I come once-a-more.
Two asses, they come together again.
I come again and pee twice.
Then I come one lasta time."
"You foul-mouthed swine, " retorted the lady indignantly. "In
this country we don't talk about our sex lives in public!"

"Hey, coola down lady," said the man.
"Who talkin' abouta sexa? I'm a justa tellin' my frienda how to
spella Mississippi."

caressmewell 54F

4/27/2006 11:38 am

rm_gerson42 replies on 4/27/2006 7:52 pm:

southrnpeach333 51F

4/27/2006 3:37 pm

Good Grief Man, have you seen your body!!!??!!!

rm_gerson42 replies on 4/27/2006 7:47 pm:
Oh my. A comment on my body completely ignoring the joke.
From southrnpeach no less.

southrnpeach333 51F

4/27/2006 3:38 pm

Oh, yeah, I forgot. Love the joke. I will have to use it. Thanks for the laugh.

rm_gerson42 replies on 4/27/2006 7:48 pm:
Too late, counts as an afterthought.

TheRealThing655 49F
9558 posts
4/27/2006 5:37 pm

Found you by way of Seriously Real. Love the joke...I sent it to my Mississipi friend who lives out here, he will love it.
Also, you have a fabulous profile!! I agree with southernpeach- hubba hubba, nice body. You seem like quite a good "package"
Keep on posting!!

rm_gerson42 replies on 4/27/2006 7:49 pm:
Is this part of that Atlanta Blogger thingy?
Thanks for the comments.


4/27/2006 5:51 pm

That's what I'm talking about Peach...the joke too!

just a squirrel trying to get a nut

rm_gerson42 replies on 4/27/2006 7:51 pm:
Sometimes, you just gotta read between the lines.
Even if there are none!
This is best left to my imagination.

GoddessOfTheDawn 106F
11240 posts
4/28/2006 1:06 am


thx 4 the laugh

rm_gerson42 replies on 4/28/2006 9:00 am:
Your welcome GoddessOfTheDawn.
And a look at your blog.... oh, so computer savvy.

Seriously_Real 49M

4/29/2006 6:27 am

Okay, G, I am glad I've been validated by envying (notably different from lusting after -- that's My Sweetie's domain) your body.

As for the joke, it's awesome. The thing is, and I can say this because I'm from Mississippi, down home we spell it that way, but say it Missippi.

Our state motto is "You ain't from around here, are ya, boy?"

--Seriously (hoping that isn't you in the photo)

rm_gerson42 replies on 4/29/2006 7:24 pm:
Thank you for envying and not lusting. Lusting after me would not work within the framework of how I currently view our relationship.
I know a few things about Mississippi also. See if any of these fit. In fact, just for you, me thinks I have my next post.

You've been to or know about the towns of: Hot Coffee, Whynot, Soso, Shuqualak, Okalona, and Noxapater.

When someone talks about The Flag, you know exactly what flag they're refering to.

In any given parking lot, every third car has a Flag bumpersticker.

Your neighbor (or yourself) has the Confederate battle flag in his yard and nothing else.

You eat coon hash.

You know where chittlins come from.

You know it's coke, not "pop", or "soda."

You know pop is a noise or an action (ie the coon popped out of his hole), not a soft drink.

You can tell, purely by accent, whether a person is from the Black Belt, the Red Clay Hills, the Piney Woods, or the Delta.

You know that the Delta is not the one below New Orleans.

Your church's attendance is reduced by half on opening day of bow season.

The preacher is not there on opening day of gun season.

The last time it snowed, you took fifteen photos and put some in your freezer for old time's sake.

A seven course meal is a bucket of KFC and a six-pack.

There is a trampoline in your neighbor's back yard.

Teenagers refer to the bus as the "cheese wagon," and refuse to ride it.

You only know five spices--salt, pepper, Ranch dressing, BBQ Sauce and hot sauce.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Mississippi.

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