An Old Couple Takes In An 18-Year-Old Girl


An old couple takes in an 18-year-old girl as a lodger.

She asked if she could have a bath but the woman of the house told her they didn’t have a bath but if she wanted to she could use a tin bath in front of the fire…….

“Monday’s the best night when my husband goes out to darts,” she said.

The girl agreed to have a bath the following Monday…

After her husband had gone to the pub for his darts match, the old woman filled the bath and watched the girl get undressed. She was surprised to see that the lass didn’t have any pub!c hair.

She mentioned this to her husband when he came home.

He didn’t believe her, so she said:

“Next Monday, don’t go to darts. I’ll leave a gap in the curtains so you can see for yourself..”

So the following Monday, while the girl again got undressed, the old wife asked:

“Do you shave?”

“No,” replied the girl. “I’ve just never grown any hairs down there. Do you have hair?”

“Oh, yes,” said the old lady, and she showed the girl that indeed, she was far from hairless.

When the girl went to bed the husband came in, and the wife asked:

“Did you see it?”

“Yes,” he said, “but why the hell did you have to show her yours.”

“Why not?” she said. “You’ve seen it before.”

“I know,” he said,

“but the darts team hadn’t!!
-- I was about to propose to my girlfriend--
I was about to propose to my girlfriend...


... when my roommate Joseph barged into the room out of nowhere, tripped, and fell over, breaking a glass table with his face.

Totally ruined the mood. Now I don't know Joseph THAT well, don't even remember where he was from, but let's say I put my plans on hold to help him through his injuries.

Joseph had gotten a big glass shard in his eye, making him completely blind in that eye. He was walking around with one of those big cotton pads on his eye for a couple of months.

Then suddenly, he disappeared, along with my girlfriend.

Apparently they'd bonded during the time after his injuries, and eloped together, leaving me behind without as much as a note.
I tried to track them down, but never could.

In conclusion, if it hadn't been for cotton eyed Joe, I'd have been married a long time ago. Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from, cotton eye Joe?

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