This is one carried over from the old forum
While out one morning in the park, a jogger
found a brand new tennis ball, and seeing none
around that it might belong to, he slipped it
into the pocket of his shorts.
Later, on his way home, he stopped at the pedestrian
crossing, waiting for the lights to change. A
blonde girl standing next to him eyed the large
bulge in his shorts. “What’s that?” she asked,
her eyes gleaming with lust.
“Tennis ball,” came the breathless reply.
“Oh,” said the blonde girl sympathetically,
“that must be painful. I had tennis elbow once.”
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