I was talking to a girl in a bar when I leaned in and said, "I've got something to tell you, c*nt , sh*t , f*ck , b*llocks." "You've got Tourettes?" she frowned. I said, "No! My wife's just walked in.
After living with my girlfriend for 5 years, I today got down on one knee, "I have a question to ask" i said, she shuddered and looked shocked "Yes?" She replied nervously "Will you...eerrmmm" i stuttered, taking her hand in mine. "Yes?" She said again more excitedly "Well, will you do me the honour of.." "Yes?" She squealed, a tear running down her cheek "Will you make me the happiest man alive, and agree to have the porn filter taken off our internet?"