Poem /Rhyme
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Loading ...A voluptuous blonde was short on cash and came up with a plan to make some money. She decided to go into some local bars and bet some of the patrons that she had a better poem/rhyme than anything they could come up with. (As long as it was a poem/rhyme also). The only problem was she didn’t have enough money for the kind of bet she wanted to make and therefore provided the condition that if they won she would do anything they wanted.
The first bet was for $50 and the drunk accepted and waited for her poem which went like this: “Three plus three is six, six plus three is nine, I know the length of yours but you don’t know the depth of mine!” Of course the drunk was stumped because he couldn’t come up with a better poem/rhyme. She then took the $50 and decided to increase it.
She did this in several bars and soon increased her winnings to over $500 and still wanted more.
She went into one last bar and approached another patron and bet $1000 for the last time. Once again she gave the poem/rhyme: ” 3 + 3 is 6, 6 + 3 is 9, I know the length of yours but you don’t know the depth of mine.”
The drunk thought about this for awhile and came back with ” 3 + 3 is 6, 6 + 3 is 9, I can piss in yours but you can’t piss in mine!”
He won the bet and had a good time.
