das meine lieben wollte ich euch nicht vorenthalten. es hört sich doch sehr toll an, daß man texte online übersetzen lassen kann und dann kostest auch noch nichtmal was... ja aber hallo... wo gibts denn sowas... na im netz natürlich... LOL und google bietet das sogar gleich direkt von sich aus und auch noch unaufgefordert an. tja, dachte ich, dann laß google doch mal übersetzen. und das kam dabei raus... wünsch euch gute unterhaltung. zumal man ohne google auf diverse bezeichnungen für gewisse dinge wohl nicht so ohne weiteres kommt. was mich doch etwas stutzig machte war, daß google gewissermaßen doch sehr gängige wörter nicht übersetzt. wie dem auch sei... lest selbst!
So, when she sees her name on his masculine member, she is overwhelmed. He pops the question, and she accepts. They decide to go to Jamaica for their honeymoon. Once there, they try out all the local culture, including a nude beach. They are having a great time, when Jack decides to get up from sunbathing and get something to drink at the beach bar.
He walks over to the bar with his deflated love muscle, trying not to let his eye wander and end up embarrassing himself. He orders a drink from the guy at the bar, who is also naked. He is surprised to note that the bartender also has "Wy" tattooed on his penis!
Jack says to the guy, "Wow, what a coincidence. So, you have a girlfriend named 'Wendy' and her name is tattooed on your dick too?" The bartender looks slowly down at Jack's thing, back to his and starts laughing. Flashing a wide grin, he says, "No, man. Mine says 'Welcome to Jamaica. Have a nice day.'"
It was time for Father John's Saturday evening bath and young Sister Magdalene Edwards had prepared the bath water and towels just the way the old nun had instructed. Sister Magdalene was also instructed not to look at Father John's nakedness if she could help it, do whatever he told her to, and pray.
The next morning the old nun asked Sister Magdalene how the Saturday night bath had gone. "Oh, Sister," said the young nun dreamily. "I've been saved."
"Saved? And how did that fine thing come about?" asked the old nun.
"Well, when Father John was soaking in the tub, he asked me to wash him, and while I was washing him he guided my hand down between his legs where he said the Lord keeps the Key to Heaven."
"Did he now," said the old nun evenly?
Sister Magdalene continued, "And Father John said that if the Key to Heaven fit my lock, the portals of Heaven would be opened to me and I would be assured of salvation and eternal peace and then Father John guided his Key of Heaven into my lock."
"Is that a fact," said the old nun more evenly?
"At first it hurt terribly, but Father John said the pathway to salvation was often painful and that the glory of God would soon swell my heart with ecstasy. And it did, it felt so good being saved."
"That wicked old Devil," said the old nun. "He told me it was Gabriel's Horn, and I've been blowing it for 40 years!"