As I suspected, someone has been planting soil in
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in my garden. The plot thickens.
A weird plant knocked on my door preaching for
me to ditch my current moisturizer. It was a damn Jojoba's Witness.
My wife just informed me that I planted the
wrong plants. Oopsy daisy.
I just started a company that harvests moisture
from plants. Business isn't great, but we're making dew.
My neighbor is afraid to grow apples.
I told him to grow a pear.
My wife gardens in the nude.
It's cheaper than a scarecrow.
I have a joke about my wife gardening in the
nude....................................but weed better not go there.
A college professor started to notice that Dave, one of his students, started gaining lots of female attention.
So, one day he asks Dave about his secret. Dave replies: "Well, before sex I simply whip out my willy and smack it against the bedside table, like a hammer. It numbs it up and makes me last longer".
Later that day, the professor gets home to his wife and finds her in the shower - a welcome opportunity for sex. So, he quickly undresses and starts banging his dick against the dresser, just before hearing his wife calling from the shower:
"Dave, is that you?".
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