The Three Wise Men

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After the Three Wise Men dropped off their gifts for the Baby Jesus, they headed to a brothel for some whoring.
“Did you have to give them all the gold,” said the one who had brought myrrh.
“Do I look stupid?” said the gold-bearer. “I’m a wise man, just like you, but I don’t reek of herbs and funerary resins.”
“Maybe a little,” said the third one.
All three enjoyed a bath together with some of the finest ass Jerusalem had to offer, fucking anything with a price tag on it.
Then they got on their camels and went home.

3 thoughts on “The Three Wise Men”

  1. In the Nebraska Shriner’s Christmas pagent, there’s a mural on the wall where the three wise men are on their camels, heading toward the star…toting semi-automatic rifles.
    I just thought of that. Thank you for reminding me.

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