| When Johnnie came home with the news that he'd gotten laid for the first time, his mother was less than pleased. Slapping him across the face, she sent him off to his room without any supper. When Johnnie's father got home and heard the news, he went up to see his son. "Well, my boy," he admonished, secretly pleased, "I hope you learned something from this experience." "You bet I did," admitted Johnnie. "Next time I use Vaseline ... my ass is killing me!" |