Supposedly I wrote a hundred cock jokes. But technically it was half of those. It was filled with really offensive jokes and even non-humor. Some of the jokes that could be considered jokes included. Joke number three: She's so easy I could fornicate with her with my dick tied behind my back. Joke number sixteen: does this erection make me look fat? Joke number eighteen: Girls keep complaining that I don't know where the cliterus is, but they can never seem to find my erection. Joke number thirty-five: An asshole, a penis and a scrotum walks into a bar. No wait, that's just the cast from the Jersey Shore. Nevermind. Sometimes I cheated and had one number be a lead in and the next the punchline like numbers thirty nine and number forty,
39: I don't even know what a penis is...
40: It's the planet that's right behind Uranus.
So I started running out of ideas, most of these were what came immediately to mind. Number nineteen is just "Oh god, not agian. Oh please, just... no... NO... WHHYYYYYY!!!"
number thirty-four mentions that I'm running out of ideas, "I think I'm running out of jokes. To think I only lasted a half a minute... no wait, nevermind it's back up again."

It starts getting really strange past the half way point, numbers fifty two and fifty three, "Penises much like women, don't have penises. But imagine if they did!" and fifty three responds, "But how would they masturbate?"
Much of the sixties reference Ke$ha. After that it starts getting really horrifying as I begin to make the most offensive jokes I could think of, and immediately apologize for them... which from a sense of humor side of things makes things worse because it's just boxed as a part of the joke. number eighty-two "We didn't tell any big black cock jokes." Yeah, things got pretty racist. Then I give a history lesson about the civil rights movement and how important it is to me... Actually the first black cock joke was like, "A black man had a really big penis and all the ladies loved him because of it." But there are worse jokes. joke number ninety nine, "You know what will cheer us up. A good old joke, one that isn't rooted in racial stereotypes." The one hundredth cock joke, "Knock knock "Who's there?" Penis!"

It was horrifying, but at times... almost funny? Maybe looking back I laughed a bit. It's sad that this was one of the most creative and clever things I've ever written, and these days I wish I was as witty as I was... even if it wasn't that impressive, it's better then anything I've written lately. Kind of sad isn't it? Oh well, I was never meant to be a writer or a lyricist so I'm not too broken up at my atrophying wordplay skills.