Shore Leave

After nearly a year at sea, a sailor came ashore, got drunk, and ran to a brothel.

The old madam said, “All my girls are busy, but I’ll take care of you.”

The sailor conceded, “I’m desperate, so you’ll do.”

They went into a room, and after a while, the madam said, “I may have winter in my hair, but I’ve got summer in my heart.”

To which the sailor replied, “Yeah, but if you don’t get a little more spring in your ass, we’re going to be here till fall.”

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