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<blockquote data-quote="SoonerP226" data-source="post: 2108288" data-attributes="member: 26737">A guy has been out fishing and is on his way home in his beat up old truck. Having cleaned the fish before getting on the road, his clothes are a bit messy, with a few blood stains, and they don&#039;t exactly smell like roses. As he&#039;s coming to the end of the bridge over one arm of the lake, he sees a cop with a radar gun; although he&#039;s doing the speed limit, give or take one or two MPH, the cop hits the Christmas lights and pulls him over. As the cop approaches the cab, hand on gun, he notices the smell, the state of the truck, and the stains on the guy&#039;s shirt, and is immediately suspicious that he&#039;s been up to no good. &quot;Hey, buddy,&quot; the cop says, &quot;whatcha been doing? What&#039;s with all the mess?&quot;Not liking the cop&#039;s tone, and figuring that the the cooler, fishing poles, and tackle box in the bed of the truck should be big clues as to what he was doing, he replies, &quot;I&#039;ve been working.&quot;&quot;Really? What do you do?&quot;&quot;I&#039;m a rectum stretcher.&quot;&quot;Oh really,&quot; the cop asks, &quot;what&#039;s that? What do you do in that job?&quot;&quot;We&#039;ll, it&#039;s really pretty simple, and it&#039;s very relaxing to the client. First, I start by working the sphincter with one finger, then two fingers, then I gradually keep working it until it relaxes completely. Sometimes I can even get it stretched out to about six feet.&quot;&quot;Oh, really,&quot; the cop replies, &quot;and what do you do with a six foot *******?&quot;&quot;Stick him on the end of a bridge with a radar gun.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="SoonerP226, post: 2108288, member: 26737"] A guy has been out fishing and is on his way home in his beat up old truck. Having cleaned the fish before getting on the road, his clothes are a bit messy, with a few blood stains, and they don't exactly smell like roses. As he's coming to the end of the bridge over one arm of the lake, he sees a cop with a radar gun; although he's doing the speed limit, give or take one or two MPH, the cop hits the Christmas lights and pulls him over. As the cop approaches the cab, hand on gun, he notices the smell, the state of the truck, and the stains on the guy's shirt, and is immediately suspicious that he's been up to no good. "Hey, buddy," the cop says, "whatcha been doing? What's with all the mess?" Not liking the cop's tone, and figuring that the the cooler, fishing poles, and tackle box in the bed of the truck should be big clues as to what he was doing, he replies, "I've been working." "Really? What do you do?" "I'm a rectum stretcher." "Oh really," the cop asks, "what's that? What do you do in that job?" "We'll, it's really pretty simple, and it's very relaxing to the client. First, I start by working the sphincter with one finger, then two fingers, then I gradually keep working it until it relaxes completely. Sometimes I can even get it stretched out to about six feet." "Oh, really," the cop replies, "and what do you do with a six foot *******?" "Stick him on the end of a bridge with a radar gun." [/QUOTE]

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