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A man walks into a talent agent's office, and says, "We're a family act, and we'd like you to represent us"
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| The agent says, "Sorry, I don't represent family acts. They're a little too old-fashioned" The man says, "But, this is really special." The agent says, "Okay, well what's the act?" He replies... | |
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| "Well, my wife and I come out on stage and she begins to read the Koran while I pull up her hijab and shove my cock in her hairy asshole. After a minute of this my kids come out... | |
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...and begin to do the same, but my daughter's singing Allah Helps You Grow, while my son spews liquid shit all over her and then licks it up.
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| Just when my daughter hits the highest note in the song, my son and I switch partners. He turns my wife around and pisses in her face before having her suck his cock. When the song's over and... | |
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| ...we're both getting close, we all stop and lay down on the stage. Then our dog comes out dressed as a pig, he crawls up my wife and daughters cunts and then up mine and my sons asses. | |
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We all get up and take a bow. He looks at the agent and says, "Well, that's the act. What do you think?" The agent says, "That's a hell of an act. What do you call yourselves?"
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