Hair On My Chest
A woman asks her husband to buy her a fur coat for their 25th anniversary. - HA! - he snorted:
- The day I buy you a fur coat will be the day you can grow hair on your chest! On that she hikes up her skirt, drops her panties, and thrust her pubic area forward:
- There! I have hair on my chest, now buy me the damn coat!
- That's not your chest! - he roars back.
- Damn right it's my chest! - she argued.
- Before we got married, this was your hope chest. On our honeymoon it was your treasure chest. Afterwards it became our family chest....
AND IF YOU DON'T BUY ME A FUR COAT...
IT WILL SOON BECOME THE COMMUNITY CHEST!