A little boy runs up to his mom.
'Mommy, am I deformed?' he asks.
'No,' replies Mom, 'Of course not. Why do you ask?'
'Because I only have one weewee,' says the boy.
'Honey, men only have one weewee,' says Mom.
'But Daddy has two!' exclaims the boy.
'Hah, no, Daddy only has one. Believe me, I know,' says Mom.
'Nuh uh,' says the boy, 'Daddy has 2. A regular one he goes peepee with, and a great big one he brushes the babysitter's teeth with.'

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Jason's Joke Thread.  
I am prepared to meet my Maker.
Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me
is another matter.