They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide jaw line jostles atop his girlfriend's body, loosely, like one of those novelty dogs destined to gaze from the back windows of cars. The two dolls chase each other around the orange Country Camper unsure what they'll do when they're within touching distance. Ken wants to feel Barbie's toes between his lips, take off one of her legs and force his whole arm inside her. With only the vaguest suggestion of genitals, all the alluring qualities they possess as fashion dolls, up until now, have done neither of them much good. But suddenly Barbie is excited looking at her own body under the weight of Ken's face. He is part circus freak, part thwarted hermaphrodite. And she is imagining she is somebody else—maybe somebody middle class and ordinary, maybe another teenage model being caught in a scandal. The night had begun with Barbie getting angry at finding Ken's blow up doll, folded and stuffed under the couch. He was defensive and ashamed, especially about not having the breath to inflate her. But after a round of pretend-tears, Barbie and Ken vowed to try to make their relationship work. With their good memories as sustaining as good food, they listened to late-night radio talk shows, one featuring Doctor Ruth. When all else fails, just hold each other, the small sex therapist crooned. Barbie and Ken, on cue, groped in the dark, their interchangeable skin glowing, the color of Band-Aids. Then, they let themselves go— Soon Barbie was begging Ken to try on her spandex miniskirt. She showed him how to pivot as though he was on a runway. Ken begged to tie Barbie onto his yellow surfboard and spin her on the kitchen table until she grew dizzy. Anything, anything, they both said to the other's requests, their mirrored desires bubbling from the most unlikely places.

How do you put an elephant in the refrigerator? Open the door and let him in. How do you put a giraffe in the refrigerator? Open the door and let the elephant out then give the giraffe a reasonable amount of time to enter.

What's worse than walking into your parents room while their have sex? Getting no-scoped by zzirgrizz

A skeleton walks into a bar. It's inside a person. He orders a beer and enjoys it contentedly.

Why did the boy drop his ice cream? Because he was hit by a bus.

Why do midgets wear condoms? To avoid unwanted pregnancies and sexually transmitted diseases.

What's funnier than the world ending? Ray Charles and Stevie Wonder in a staring contest.

Why did Steve Jobs die? Because he had cancer

What happened to the white girl who dropped her ice cream? She bought another one.

Black Person Eating Fried Chicken

What's worse than a pimple? Finding out it's a botfly.

Have you seen Stevie Wonder's new house? Neither has he.

Why did the blond girl walk into the street pole? Because she wasn't paying attention.

What do you call a white hankerchief dipped into the red sea? Wet.

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Whats the differance between a lawnmower and a sack of dead babies? I dont have a lawnmower in my garage

Fact: 100% of people who drink alcohol will die.

whats bigger than a 4 school bus pile up? genocide.

Whats long and red all over? This Cut on my arm, i should get it checked out.

Yo momma so stupid she scored poorly on her SAT's in high school. She couldn't graduate college and now works a dead end job as a waitress.

What did the man with leprosy say to the prostitute? Keep the tip

Roses? are red Violets are blue, Kangaroos like Oranges, Poems suck, Refrigerator.

Roses are Red, Violets are Blue I've just bought a chainsaw, and I will now decapitate you.

What do you call someone who can't lose? Charlie Sheen

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What are Antijokes? Anti Jokes (or Anti Humor) is a type of comedy in which the uses is set up to expect a typical joke setup however the joke ends with such anticlimax that it becomes funny in its own right. The lack of punchline is the punchline.

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