Merry Christmas, Little Johnny
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Loading ...One day Little Johnny’s dad went to a psychiatrist and the psychiatrist said every time Johnny swore, the father should put a dog shit in place of one of his presents. So when Johnny’s dad got home, he asked his son, “Johnny, what do ya want for Christmas?”
Little Johnny said, “I want to wake up with a great fucking teddy bear next to me. And a great fucking train set around the Christmas tree. And when I go outside I want to see a great fucking bike near the the garage.”
So on Christmas day, Johnny rolled over and there was a great fucking pile of dog shit next to his bed. Then he ran down stairs and looked at the Christmas tree and there was a big track of shit around the tree. Then he ran outside and where his bike was meant to be there was great fucking pile of shit. Then Johnny walks in and said, “Fancy that!”
Little Johnny’s dad said “Fancy what?”
Johnny said, “Santa brought me a puppy, but I can’t find the little fucker anywhere!”