Wednesday Mar 31 2004
An explorer in the deepest Amazon suddenly found himself surrounded by a
bloodthirsty group of natives. Upon surveying the situation, he said
quietly to himself, "Oh God, I'm screwed."
A ray of light fell from the sky and a voice boomed out, "No, you are not screwed. Pick up that stone at your feet and bash in the head of the chief standing in front of you." So the explorer picked up the stone and proceeded to bash the life out of the chief. He stood above the lifeless body, breathing heavily, surrounded by 100 natives with looks of shock on their faces.
The voice boomed out again, "Okay, now you're screwed."
Below is a test....go to
the link and see how you do....You'll have to concentrate on this one!
Tuesday Mar 30 2004
Stu said, "I
didn't sleep with my wife before we got married, did you?"
Leroy replied, "I'm not sure, What was her maiden name?"
A little boy went up to his father and asked: "Dad, where did all of my intelligence come from?"
The father replied: "Well, son, you must have gotten it from your mother, 'cause I still have mine."
"Mr. Clark, I have reviewed this case very carefully," the divorce court judge said, "and I've decided to give your wife $775 a week."
"That's very fair, your honor," the husband said. "And every now and then I'll try to send her a few bucks myself."
A businessman entered a tavern, sat down at the bar, and ordered a double scotch on the rocks. After he finished the drink, he peeked inside his shirt pocket, then he ordered another double scotch. After he finished that one, he again peeked inside his shirt pocket and ordered another double scotch.
Finally, the bartender said, "Look, buddy, I'll bring you drinks all night long. But you gotta tell me why you look inside your shirt pocket before you order another." The customer replied, "I'm looking at a photo
of my wife. When she starts to look good, then I know it's time to go home."
A doctor examined a woman, took the husband aside, and said, "I don't like the looks of your wife at all."
"Me neither doc." Said the husband. "But she's a great cook and really good with the kids."
An old man goes to the Wizard to ask him if he can remove a curse he has been living with for the last 40 years. The Wizard says, "Maybe, but you will have to tell me the exact words that were used to put the curse on you." The old man says without hesitation, "I now pronounce you man and wife
Monday Mar 29 2004
This was allegedly posted very briefly on the McDonnell Douglas
Website by an employee there who obviously has a sense of humour.
The company, of course, does not have a sense of humour, and made the web department take it down immediately (for once, the 'IMPORTANT' note at the end is worth a read too).
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Sunday Mar 28 2004
One Sunday morning an old
cowboy entered a church just before services were to begin. Although the
old man and his clothes were spotlessly clean, he wore jeans, a denim
shirt and boots that were very worn and ragged. In his hand he carried a
worn out old hat and an equally worn out bible.
The church he entered was in a very upscale and exclusive part of the city. It was the largest and most beautiful church the old cowboy had ever seen. The people of the congregation were all dressed with expensive clothes and accessories.
As the cowboy took a seat, the others moved away from him. No one greeted, spoke to, or welcomed him. They were all appalled at his appearance and did not attempt to hide it.
The preacher gave a long sermon about Hellfire and brimstone and a stern lecture on how much money the church needed to do God's work. As the old cowboy was leaving the church, the preacher approached him and asked the cowboy to do him a favor. "Before you come back in here again, have a talk with God and ask him what He thinks would be appropriate attire for worship."
The old cowboy assured the preacher he would.
The next Sunday, he showed back up for the services wearing the same ragged jeans, shirt, boots and hat. Once again he was completely shunned and ignored.
The preacher approached the man and said, "I thought I asked you to speak to God before you came back to our church."
"I did," replied the old cowboy.
"If you spoke to God, what did he tell you the proper attire should be for worshiping in here?" asked the preacher.
"Well, sir, God told me that He didn't have a clue what I should wear. He says He's never been in this church before."
Saturday Mar 27 2004
(This is a true story.) If
you have children you will probably relate to this father...
As ham sandwiches go, it was perfection. A thick slab of ham, a fresh bun, crisp lettuce and plenty of expensive, light brown, gourmet mustard. The corners of my jaw aching in anticipation, I carried it to the table in our backyard, picked it up with both hands but was stopped by my wife suddenly at my side. "Hold Johnny (our six-week-old son) while I get my sandwich," she said.
I had him balanced between my left elbow and shoulder and was reaching again for the ham sandwich when I noticed a streak of mustard on my fingers.
I love mustard.
I had no napkin.
I licked it off.
It was not mustard.
No man ever put a baby down faster. It was the first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue protruding.
With a washcloth in each hand I did the sort of routine shoeshine boys do, only I did it on my tongue.
Later (after she stopped crying from laughing so hard) my wife said, "Now you know why they call that mustard "Poupon.'"
Friday Mar 26 2004
A man owned a small farm in West Texas. The Wage and Hour Department of Texas claimed he was not paying proper wages to his help and sent an agent to interview him.
"I need a list of your employees and how much you pay them," demanded the agent. "Well,.......there's my hired hand who's been with me for 3 years. I pay him $600 a week plus free room and board.
The cook has been here for 18 months, and I pay her $500 dollars a month plus free room and board.
Then there's the half-wit that works about 18 hours a day. He makes about $10 a week
and I buy him chewing tobacco," replied the farmer.
"That's the guy I want to talk to..............the half-wit," says the agent.
The farmer says,......."That would be me."
Thursday Mar 25 2004
A newspaper reporter from the
"But I'm not a Celtics fan, "the little hero interjected.
"Sorry,"replied the reporter. "But since we're in Boston, Mass, I just assumed you were."
Hitting the delete key, the reporter began "John Kerry Fan rescues Friend From Horrific Dog Attack."
"But I'm not a Kerry fan either," the boy responds.
The reporter says, "I assumed everybody in this state was either for the Celtics or Kerry or Kennedy. "What team or person do you like? "
"Arrogant Little Conservative Bastard Kills Beloved Family Pet.."
Wednesday Mar 24 2004
It is hard to find a joke
without a dirty word or two in it. Here is one with none:
Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in the woods. A small tree begins to grow between them, and the beech says to the birch, "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says he cannot tell. Just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling.
The birch says, "Woodpecker, you are a tree expert.
Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree. He replies, "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in."
Tuesday Mar 23 2004
I know the counselor said we shouldn't contact each other during our "cooling off" period, but I couldn't wait anymore. The day you left, I swore I'd never talk to you again. But that was just the wounded little boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make contact. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see that my pride's cost me a lot of things. I'm tired of pretending I don't miss you. I don't care about looking bad anymore. I don't care who makes the first move as long as one of us does.
Maybe it's time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. And this is what my heart says: "There's no one like you, Connie." I look for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they're not you. They're not even close. Two weeks ago, I met this girl at Flamingos and brought her home with me. I don't say this to hurt you, but just to illustrate the depth of my desperation.
She was young, maybe 19, with one of those perfect bodies that only youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating can give you. I mean, just a perfect body. And tits like you wouldn't believe; and an ass that just wouldn't quit! Every man's dream… right? But as I sat on the couch being blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we've made important in our lives. It's all so superficial.
What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better in bed? Well, in this case, yes, but you see what I'm getting at. Does it make her a better person? Does she have a better heart than my moderately attractive Connie? I doubt it. And I'd never really thought of that before.
I don't know, maybe I'm just growing up a little. Later, after I'd tossed her about a half a pint of throat yogurt, I found myself thinking, "Why do I feel so drained and empty?" It wasn't just her flawless technique or her slutty, shameless hunger, but something else. Some nagging feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete? And then it hit me. It didn't feel the same because you weren't there to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same without you. Connie, I'm just going crazy without you. And everything I do just reminds me of you.
Do you remember Carol, that single mom we met at the Holiday Inn lounge last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of lasagna. She said she concerned that I wasn't eating right without a woman around. I didn't know what she meant till later, but that's not the real story.
Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know, we're banging away in our old bedroom. And this tart's a total monster in the sack! She's giving me everything, you know, like a real woman does when she's not hung up about her weight or her career and whether the kids can hear us. And all of a sudden, she spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother's old vanity. So she puts it on the floor and we straddle it, right, so we can watch ourselves. And it's totally hot, but it makes me sad, too. I can't help thinking, "Why didn't Connie ever put the mirror on the floor? We've had this old vanity for what, 14 years, and we never once used it as a sex toy."
Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order. I mean, Vicky's just a kid and all, but she's got a pretty good head on her shoulders and she's been a real friend to me during this painful time. She's given me lots of good advice about you and about women in general. She's pulling for us to get back together, Connie, she really is. So we're doing Jell-O shots in a hot bubble bath and talking about happier times. Here's this teenage girl with the same DNA as yours and all I can do is think of how much she looked like you when you were 18. And that just about makes me cry.
Don't you think we could start over? Just wipe out all the grievances away and start fresh? I think we can.
If you feel the same please, please, please let me know.
Otherwise, can you just let me know where you hid the damn remote?
Monday Mar 22 2004
I am writing in response to your request for additional information in Block 3 of the accident report form. I put "poor planning" as the cause of my accident. You asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following details will be sufficient.
I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone on the roof of a new six story building. When I completed my work,I found that I had some bricks left over which, when weighed later were found to be slightly in excess of 500 lbs.
Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in a barrel by using a pulley, which was attached to the side of the building on the sixth floor.
Securing the rope at ground level, I went up to the roof, swung the barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied the rope, holding it tightly to ensure a slow descent of the bricks.
You will note in Block 11 of the accident report form that I weigh 175lbs.
Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building.
In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel which was now proceeding downward at an equal, impressive speed. This explained the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collar bone, as listed in section 3 of the accident report form.
Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley.
Fortunately by this time I had regained my presence of mind and was able to hold tightly to the rope, in spite of beginning to experience a great deal of pain.
At approximately the same time, however, the barrel of bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel. Now devoid of the weight of the bricks, that barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs. I refer you again to my weight.
As you can imagine, I began a rapid descent, down the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and several lacerations of my legs and lower body.
Here my luck began to change slightly. The encounter with the barrel seemed to slow me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell into the pile of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked.
I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks, in pain, unable to move, I again lost my composure and presence of mind and let go of the rope and I lay there watching the empty barrel begin its journey back down onto me. This explains the two broken legs.
I hope this answers your inquiry.
Sunday Mar 21 2004
used to eat a lot of natural foods until I learned that most people die of
Gardening Rule: When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant is to pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.
The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.
Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.
There are two kinds of pedestrians: the quick and the dead.
Life is sexually transmitted.
An unbreakable toy is useful for breaking other toys.
If quitters never win, and winner ' s never quit, then who is the fool who said, "Quit while you're ahead?"
Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.
The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.
Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach that person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.
Some people are like Slinkies . . . not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.
Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.
Have you noticed since everyone has a camcorder these days no one talks about seeing UFOs like they used to?
Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.
All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.
Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a substantial tax cut saves you thirty cents?
In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.
Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first.
How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?
AND THE # 1 THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: You read about all these terrorists --- most of them came here legally, but they hung around on these expired visas, some for as long as 10 -15 years. Now , compare that to Blockbuster .... you are two days late with a video and those people are all over you. Let's put Blockbuster in charge of immigration.
Saturday Mar 20 2004
A mother and her young,
inquisitive son were flying Southwest Airlines from Kansas City to Chicago.
The son, who had been looking out the window, turned to his mother and
asked, "If dogs have baby dogs and cats have baby cats, why don't
planes have baby planes?"
The mother, who couldn't think of an answer, told her son to ask the flight attendant. So the boy dutifully asked the flight attendant.
She responded with, "Did your mother tell you to ask me that?" The little boy admitted that she did. "Well, then tell your mother that there are no baby planes because Southwest always pulls out on time. Now, let your mother explain that to you."
Friday Mar 19 2004
Rules of Life
1. If you are choking on an ice cube, don't panic. Simply pour a cup of
boiling water down your throat and - hey presto! The blockage will be almost
2. Clumsy? Avoid cutting yourself while slicing vegetables by getting someone else to hold them while you chop away.
3. Avoid arguments with the wife about lifting the toilet seat by simply using the washbasin.
4. High blood pressure sufferers: simply cut yourself and bleed for a while, thus reducing the pressure in your veins.
5. A mouse trap, placed on top of your alarm clock, will prevent you from rolling over and going back to sleep when you hit the snooze button.
6. If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives, then you will be afraid to cough.
7. Have a bad toothache? Hit your thumb with a hammer, then you will forget about the toothache.
AND..... Sometimes we just need to remember what The Rules of Life really are:
You need only two tools: WD-40 and duct tape. If it doesn't move and it should, use WD-40. If it moves and shouldn't, use the duct tape.
Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.
If you woke up breathing, congratulations! You have another chance!
And finally...be really good to your family and friends. You never know when you are going to need them to empty your bedpan.
Thursday Mar 18 2004
THE PROSPECTIVE FATHER-IN-LAW ASKED, "YOUNG MAN, CAN YOU SUPPORT A FAMILY?" THE SURPRISED GROOM-TO-BE REPLIED, "WELL, NO. I WAS JUST PLANNING TO SUPPORT YOUR DAUGHTER. THE REST OF YOU WILL HAVE TO FEND FOR YOURSELVES."
LITTLE JOHNNY ASKED HIS GRANDMA HOW OLD SHE WAS. GRANDMA ANSWERED, "39 AND HOLDING." JOHNNY THOUGHT FOR A MOMENT, AND THEN SAID, "AND HOW OLD WOULD YOU BE IF YOU LET GO?"
FIRST TIME USHERS:
A LITTLE BOY IN CHURCH FOR THE FIRST TIME WATCHED AS THE USHERS PASSED AROUND THE OFFERING PLATES. WHEN THEY CAME NEAR HIS PEW, THE BOY SAID LOUDLY, "DON'T PAY FOR ME DADDY. I'M UNDER FIVE."
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL TEACHER ASKED, "NOW, JOHNNY, TELL ME, DO YOU SAY PRAYERS BEFORE EATING?" "NO SIR," HE REPLIED, "WE DON'T HAVE TO. MY MOM IS A GOOD COOK!"
CLIMB THE WALLS:
"OH, I SURE AM HAPPY TO SEE YOU," THE LITTLE BOY SAID TO HIS GRANDMOTHER ON HIS MOTHER'S SIDE. "NOW MAYBE DADDY WILL DO THE TRICK HE HAS BEEN PROMISING US." THE GRANDMOTHER WAS CURIOUS. "WHAT TRICK IS THAT?" SHE ASKED. "I HEARD HIM TELL MOMMY THAT HE WOULD CLIMB THE WALLS IF YOU CAME TO VISIT" THE LITTLE BOY ANSWERED.
THE WATER PISTOL:
WHEN MY THREE-YEAR-OLD SON OPENED THE BIRTHDAY GIFT FROM HIS
GRANDMOTHER, HE DISCOVERED A WATER PISTOL. HE SQUEALED WITH DELIGHT AND HEADED FOR THE NEAREST SINK. I WAS NOT SO PLEASED. I TURNED TO MOM AND SAID, "I'M SURPRISED AT YOU. DON'T YOU REMEMBER HOW WE USED TO DRIVE YOU CRAZY WITH WATER GUNS?" MOM SMILED AND THEN REPLIED....."I REMEMBER."
U.S. AIR RECENTLY INTRODUCED A SPECIAL HALF FARE FOR WIVES WHO
ACCOMPANIED THEIR HUSBANDS ON BUSINESS TRIPS. EXPECTING VALUABLE TESTIMONIALS, THE PR DEPARTMENT SENT OUT LETTERS TO ALL THE WIVES OF BUSINESSMEN WHO HAD USED THE SPECIAL RATES, ASKING HOW THEY ENJOYED THEIR TRIP. LETTERS ARE STILL POURING IN ASKING, "WHAT TRIP?"
LIFE AFTER DEATH:
"DO YOU BELIEVE IN LIFE AFTER DEATH?" THE BOSS ASKED ONE OF HIS
EMPLOYEES. "YES, SIR," THE NEW EMPLOYEE REPLIED.
"WELL, THEN, THAT MAKES EVERYTHING JUST FINE," THE BOSS WENT ON. "AFTER YOU LEFT EARLY YESTERDAY TO GO TO YOUR GRANDMOTHER'S FUNERAL, SHE STOPPED IN TO SEE YOU!"
Wednesday Mar 17 2004
Does this hit any sore
Being Irish means...
You will most likely never play professional basketball.
You swear very well.
You think you sing very well.
You have no idea how to make a long story short.
You are very good at playing a lot of very bad golf.
There isn't a huge difference between losing your temper and killing someone.
Much of your food was boiled.
You spent a good portion of your childhood kneeling.
You're strangely poetic after a few beers.
You're poetic a lot.
You may be punched for no good reason.
Some punches directed at you are legacies from past generations.
Your sister will punch you because your brother punched her.
Many of your sisters are Catherine, Elizabeth or Mary...and one may be Mary Catherine Elizabeth.
It is more than likely someone in your family is incredibly cheap.
You don't know the words, but that doesn't stop you from singing.
You can't wait for the other guy to stop talking so you can start talking.
Irish Stew" is the euphemism for "boiled leftovers from the fridge."
You're not nearly as funny as you think you are, but what you lack in talent, you make up for in frequency.
There wasn't a huge difference between your last wake and your last backyard keg party.
You are, or you know someone, named "Murph",
If you don't know Murph, you know "Mick."
And.....You are genetically incapable of keeping a secret.
God bless the Irish.
Sounds very familiar??
May there always be work for your hands to do;
May your purse always hold a coin or two;
May the sun always shine on your windowpane;
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain;
May the hand of a friend always be near you;
May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
Tuesday Mar 16 2004
Amy, a blonde a city girl, marries a farmer. One morning, before he goes out to the fields, the farmer says to her, "The artificial insemination man is coming to impregnate one of our cows today. I drove a nail into the two-by-four above the cow's stall. You show him where it is, okay?" So the farmer leaves for the fields, and a while later, the artificial insemination man arrives. Amy takes him down the long row of cows until she sees the nail, and tells him, "This is the one. This one right here!" Terribly impressed, the man asks, "How did you know this is the cow to be bred?" "By the nail over it's stall," Amy explains. Then the man asks, "What's the nail for?" "I guess it's to hang your pants on," she tells him as she walks away.
Monday Mar 15 2004
A man is dating three women and wants to decide which to marry.
He decides to give them a test. He gave each woman a present of $5,000 and watches to see what each did with the money.
The first does a total make over. She goes to a fancy beauty salon, gets her hair done, new make up, buys several new outfits, and dresses up very nicely for the man. She tells him that she has done this to be more attractive for him because she loves him so much. The man was impressed.
The second goes shopping to buy the man gifts. She gets him a new set of golf clubs, some new gizmos for his computer, and some expensive clothes. As she presents these gifts, she tells him that she has spent all the money on him because she loves him so much. Again, the man is impressed.
The third invests the money in the stock market. She earns several times the $5,000. She gives him back his $5000 and reinvests the remainder in a joint account. She tells him that she wants to save for their future because she loves him so much. Obviously, the man was impressed.
The man thought for a long time about what each woman had done with the money. Then, he married the one with the biggest tits.
Men are like that, you know.
Sunday Mar 14 2004
Finally some jokes for the ladies....
MARRIAGE (PART I)
Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after the wedding, he laid down the following rules: "I'll be home when I want, if I want ! and at what time I want-and I don't expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on the table
unless I tell you that I won't be home for dinner. I'll go hunting, fishing, boozing and card-playing when I want with my old buddies and don't you give me a hard time about it. Those are my rules. Any comments?"
His new bride said, "No, that's fine with me. Just understand that there will be sex here at seven o'clock every night... whether you're here or not."
( SHE'S GOOD!)
Marriage (Part II)
Husband (a doctor) and his wife are having a fight at the breakfast table.
Husband gets up in a rage and says, "And you are no good in bed either," and storms out of the house.
After sometime he realizes he was nasty and decides to make amends and rings
her up. She comes to the phone after many rings, and the irritated husband says, "what took you so long to answer the phone?"
She says, "I was in bed."
"In bed this early, doing what?"
"Getting a second opinion!"
(YEP, HE HAD THAT COMING, TOO!)
Marriage (Part III)
A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. He is so proud of himself, that he starts calling his wife," Mother of Six" in spite of her objections.
One night, they go to a party. The man decides that it's time to go home and
wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. He! shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go home 'Mother of six?"
His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion shouts right back, "Anytime you're ready, Father of Four."
(RIGHT ON, LADY!)
God may have created man before woman but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece
To all my friends, thanks to you
sending me chain letters in 2003:
I stopped drinking Coca Cola after I found out that it's good for removing toilet stains.
I stopped going to the movies for fear of sitting on a needle infected with AIDS.
I smell like a dog since I stopped using deodorants because they cause cancer.
I don't leave my car in the parking lot or any other place and sometimes I even have to walk about 7 blocks for fear that someone will drug me with a perfume sample and try to rob me.
I also stopped answering the phone for fear that they ask me to dial a stupid number and then I get a phone bill from hell with calls to Uganda, Singapore and Tokyo.
I stopped consuming several foods for fear that the estrogens they contain may turn me gay.
I also stopped eating chicken and hamburgers because they are nothing other than horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers that are bred in a lab so that places like McDonalds can sell their Big Macs.
I also stopped drinking anything out of a can for fear that I will get sick from the rat feces and urine.
I think I'm turning gay because when I go to parties, I don't look at any guy no matter how hot he is, for fear that he will take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.
I also donated all my savings to the Amy Bruce account. A sick girl that was about to die in the hospital about 7,000 times. Funny that girl, she's been 7 since 1993...
I went bankrupt from bounced checks that I made expecting the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL were supposed to send me when I participated in their special e-mail program.
My Ericcson phone never arrived and neither did the passes for a paid vacation to Disneyland.
But I am positive that all this is the cause of a stinking chain that I broke or forgot to follow and I got a curse from hell.
Friday Mar 12 2004
A guy calls his boss and says
"I'm not coming in. My Doctor says I have
"What the heck is that?" his boss asks.
The guy replies "I just can't see my butt coming to work."
Thursday Mar 11 2004
A husband and his wife take a day
trip to the local zoo.
As they walk through the ape exhibit and pass in front of a very large gorilla, the gorilla goes ape. He jumps up on the bars, grunting and pounding his chest. He's obviously quite excited about the man's pretty wife in the wavy, loose-fitting, pink spring dress, sleeveless with straps.
The husband, noticing the gorilla's excitement, suggests that his wife tease the poor fellow. The husband suggests she pucker her lips, wiggle her bottom, and play along. The wife obliges.
Mr. Gorilla gets even more excited, making noises that would wake the dead. Then the husband suggests that she let one of her straps fall. Now, Mr. Gorilla is about ready to tear the bars down in excitement. The husband further encourages his wife to lift her dress to show a little leg. This, too, drives the gorilla absolutely crazy.
The husband quickly grabs his wife, rips open the door to the gorilla cage, slings her in with the ape and exclaims, "Now, try telling HIM you have a headache!"
Wednesday Mar 10 2004
Upgrading To Wife 1.0
Be careful when trying to execute this update! It might backfire on you just like this guy.
Dear Tech Support:
Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0. I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources.
In addition, Wife 1.0 installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activity.
Applications such as Poker Night 10.3, Football 5.0, Hunting and Fishing 7.5, and Racing 3.6 no longer run, crashing the system whenever selected. I can't seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run my favorite applications. I'm thinking about going back to Girlfriend 7.0, but the uninstall doesn't work on Wife 1.0.
A Troubled User.
Dear Troubled User:
This is a very common problem that men complain about.
Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program.
Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and is designed by its Creator to run EVERYTHING!!! It is also impossible to delete Wife 1.0 and to return to Girlfriend 7.0. It is impossible to uninstall, or purge the program files from the system once installed.
You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is designed to not
Look in your Wife 1.0 manual under Warnings-Alimony/Child Support." I recommend that you keep Wife1.0 and work on improving the situation. I suggest installing the background application "Yes Dear" to alleviate software augmentation.
The best course of action is to enter the command C: \ APOLOGIZE. Because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway.
Wife 1.0 is a great! program, but it tends to be very high maintenance. Wife
1.0 comes with several support programs, such as Clean and Sweep 3.0, Cook It 1.5 and Do Bills 4.2.
However, be very careful how you use these programs. Improper use will cause
the system to launch the program Nag Nag 9.5. Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of Wife 1.0 is to purchase additional software. I recommend Flowers 2.1 and Diamonds 5.0 !
DO NOT, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This application is not supported by Wife 1.0 and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system.
Best of luck,
Tuesday Mar 9 2004
Today we mourn the passing of a
beloved old friend by the name of Common Sense, who has been with us for many
No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense gave up the ghost after a woman, failing to realise that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, spilled a bit in her lap, and was awarded a huge settlement.
Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments were pondered over under the Human Rights Act, telephone books were considered for banning with regard to data protection, churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son,
He is survived by two stepbrothers; My Rights and Ima Whiner.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realised he was gone.
If you still know him, pass this on; if not, join the majority and do nothing.
Monday Mar 8 2004
A crusty old paratrooper colonel
found himself at a gala event downtown, hosted by a local liberal arts
college. There was no shortage of extremely young, idealistic ladies in
attendance. One of them approached the colonel for conversation.
She said, "Excuse me, sir, but you seem to be a very serious man. Are you this way all the time, or is something bothering you?"
"No," the colonel said, "just serious by nature!"
The young lady looked at his awards and decorations, and said, "It looks like you have seen a lot of action."
The colonel's short reply was, "Yes, a lot of action."
The young lady, tiring of trying to start up a conversation, said: "You know, you should lighten up a little... relax and enjoy yourself."
The colonel just stared at her in his serious manner.
Finally the young lady said, "You know, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but when was the last time you had sex?"
The colonel looked at her and replied, "1955."
She said, "well there you go, you really need to chill out and quit taking everything so seriously... I mean, no sex since 1955, isn't that a little extreme?"
The colonel, glancing at his watch, said in his matter-of-fact voice, "Oh, I don't know... It's only 2130 now."
Sunday Mar 7 2004
Do crematoriums give discounts for
If a cow laughed really hard, would milk come out of it's nose.??
Before they invented drawing boards, what did they go back to.
Could someone get addicted to counselling. If so, how could you treat them.
Does anyone vanish with a trace.
How can someone draw a blank.
How is it possible to have a CIVIL war.
If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done.
If a cat always lands on its feet, and buttered bread always lands butterside down, what would happen if you tied buttered bread on top of a cat.
Why did kamikaze pilots wear crash helmets.
Is it possible to be totally partial.
If you shouted at a plant, would it still grow, only to be troubled and insecure.
Why is abbreviation such a long word.
What do little birdies see when they get knocked out.
What do sheep count when they can't sleep.
Why don't sheep shrink in the rain.
If sign writers go on strike, what is written on their signs.
When they ship styrofoam what do they pack it in.
Who tows the tow trucks when they break down.
Whose cruel idea was it for the word "lisp" to have an S in it.
Why aren't there bullet-proof pants.
Why do fat chance and slim chance mean the same.
Why does your nose run and your feet smell.
Why don't you see baby pigeons.
Why is there a sell-by date on sour cream.
Why isn't there mouse-flavoured cat food.
Who discovered you could milk cows, and what was he doing at the time.
Saturday Mar 6 2004
Things NOT To Say During Love making
everybody looks funny naked!
2. You woke me
3. Did I
mention the video camera?
4. Do you smell
5. (in a
janitor’s closet) And they say romance is dead…
breathing through your nose.
7. A little rug
burn never hurt anyone!
8. Is that a
did you lock the back door?
10. But whipped
cream makes me break out.
11. Person 1:
This is your first time…right? Person 2: Yeah...today.
12. (in the
Motel) Hurry up! This room rents by the hour!
13. Can you
please pass me the remote control?
14. Do you
16. On second
thought, let’s turn off the lights.
17. And to
think-I was really trying to pick up your friend!
18. So much for
mouth to mouth.
19. (using body
paint) Try not to leave any stains, okay?
you’re as good looking when I’m sober…
21. (holding a
banana) It’s just a little trick I learned at the zoo!
22. Do you get
any premium movie channels?
23. Try not to
smear my make-up, will ya!
to use peanut butter sexually) But I just steam-cleaned this couch!
25. Got any
26. But I just
brushed my teeth….
you’re on Candid Camera!
28. I thought
you had the keys to the handcuffs!
29. I want a
30. So much for
the fulfillment of sexual fantasies!
31. Why am I
doing all the work?
32. Maybe we
should call Dr. Ruth…
33. Did you
know the ceiling needs painting?
34. I think you
have I ton backwards.
35. When is
this supposed to feel good?
36. Put that
blender back in the kitchen where it belongs!
good enough to do this for a living!
38. Is that
blood on the headboard?
39. Did I
remember to take my pill?
40. Are you
sure I don’t know you from somewhere?
41. I wish we
got the playboy channel…
42. That leak
better be from the waterbed!
43. I told you
it wouldn’t work without batteries!
44. But my cat
always sleeps on that pillow..
45. Did I tell
you my aunt Martha died in this bed?
46. If you quit
smoking you might have more endurance…
really…I do this part better myself!
It’s nice being in bed with a woman I don’t have to inflate!
49. This would
be more fun with a few more people….
50. You’re almost as good as my ex!----------------------------
Men...I love this!
at the table with her gourmet coffee.
Her son is on
the front of the Wheaties box.
Her daughter is
on the cover of Business Week.
is on the cover of Playgirl.
And her husband
is on the back of the milk carton.
check or charge?" I asked, after folding items the woman wished to
purchase. As she fumbled for her wallet I noticed a remote control for a
television set in her purse.
you always carry your TV remote?" I asked.
she replied, "but my husband refused to come shopping with me, so I figured
this was the most legal evil thing I could do to him."
WOMEN (A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE)
I know I'm not
going to understand women. I'll never understand how you can take boiling hot
wax, pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root, and still be
afraid of a spider.
a Marriage Seminar dealing with communication, Tom and his wife Grace listened
to the instructor, "It is essential that husbands and wives know the things
that are important to each other."
the man, "Can you describe your wife's favorite flower?"
over, touched his wife's arm gently and whispered, "It's Pillsbury, isn't
The rest of the
story gets rather ugly so I'll stop right here.
A man walks
into a pharmacy and wanders up and down the aisles. The sales girl notices him
and asks him if she can help him. He answers that he is looking for a box of
tampons for his wife. She directs him down the correct aisle. A few minutes
later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and a ball of string on the
confused, "Sir, I thought you were looking for some tampons for your wife?
"You see, it's like this. Yesterday, I sent my wife to the store
to get me a carton of cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco and
some rolling papers; cause it's sooooooooooo much cheaper. So, I figure if I
have to roll my own . so does she."
(Of course . .
. I figure this guy is the one on the milk carton :-)
A couple drove
down a country road for several miles, not saying a word. An earlier
discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their
position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked
sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"
the wife replied, "in-laws."
A husband read
an article to his wife about how many words women use a day ... 30,000 to a
man's 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to
repeat everything to men ..."
then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"
A man said to
his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful
all at the same time."
responded, "Allow me to explain. God made me beautiful so you would be
attracted to me; God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!"
A man and his
wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning.
The wife said,
"You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait
as long to get our coffee."
said, "You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it,
because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee."
"No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should
do the coffee."
replies, "I can't believe that, show me."
So she fetched
the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several
pages, that it indeed says....
Thursday Mar 4 2004
To Impress A Woman:
* Wine her,
* Dine her,
* Call her,
* Hug her,
* Support her,
* Hold her,
* Surprise her,
* Compliment her,
* Smile at her,
* Listen to her,
* Laugh with her,
* Cry with her,
* Romance her,
* Encourage her,
* Believe in her,
* Pray with her,
* Pray for her,
* Cuddle with her,
* Shop with her,
* Give her jewelry,
* Buy her flowers,
* Hold her hand,
* Write love letters to her,
* Go to the end of the Earth and back again for her.
How to impress a man:
* Show up naked ... Bring chicken wings . Don't block the TV
Wednesday Mar 3 2004
A WOMAN'S PLACE
Barbara Walters of 60 Minutes (USA) did a story on gender roles in Kabul
several years before the Afghan conflict. She noted that women
customarily walked about 5 paces behind their husbands.
She returned to Kabul recently and observed that women still walk behind
their husbands, but now seem to walk even further back and are now happy
with the old custom.
Ms Walters approached one of the Afghani women and asked. "But why do
you now seem happy with the old custom that you used to try and change"
"Land mines," said the woman.
Tuesday Mar 2 2004
In the days of the Wild West, there was a young cowboy who wanted more than anything to be the greatest gunfighter in the world. He practiced every minute of his spare time, but he knew that he wasn't yet first-rate, and that there must be something he was doing wrong.
Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he recognized an elderly man seated at the bar who had the reputation of being the fastest gun in the West in his day. The young cowboy took a seat next to the old-timer, bought him a drink, and told him the story of his great ambition.
"Do you think you could give me some tips?" he asked.
The old man looked him up and down and said, "Well, for one thing, you're wearing your gun too high. Tie the holster a lil' lower down on your leg."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man.
"Sure will," said the old-timer.
The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped out his 44 and shot the bow tie off the piano player.
"That's terrific!" said the cowboy. "Got any more tips for me?"
"Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your holster where the hammer hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the younger man.
"You bet it will," said the old-timer.
The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood up, drew his gun in a blur, and this time shot a cufflink off the piano player.
"Wow!" said the cowboy. "I'm learnin' somethin' here. Got any more tips?"
The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the saloon. "See that axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it." The young man went over to the can and smeared some of the grease on the barrel of his gun.
"No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all over the gun, handle and all."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man.
"No," said the old-timer, "but when Wyatt Earp gets done playin' the piano, he's going to shove that gun up your a$$ and it won't hurt as much."
Monday Mar 1 2004
A ROOSTER NAMED RALPH
A farmer has about 500 hens,
but no rooster, and he wants chicks. So, he goes down the road to the
next farmer and asks if he has a rooster that he would sell.
The other farmer says, "Yep, I've got this great rooster, named Ralph. He'll service every chicken you got, no problem."
Well, Ralph the rooster costs $3,000, a lot of money, but the farmer decides he'd be worth it. So, he buys Ralph The farmer takes Ralph home and sets him down in the barnyard, but first he gave the rooster a pep talk.
"I want you to pace yourself now. You've got a lot of chickens to service here, and you cost me a lot of money."
Consequently, I'll need you to do a good job. So, take your time and have some fun," the farmer said, with a chuckle.
Ralph seems to understand, so the farmer points toward the hen house
and Ralph takes off like a shot. WHAM! Ralph nails every hen in the hen
house -three or four times, and the farmer is really shocked. After that, the farmer hears a commotion in the duck pen and, sure enough, Ralph is in there. Later, the farmer sees Ralph after a flock of geese down by the lake. Once again - WHAM! He gets all the geese. By sunset he sees Ralph out in the fields chasing quail and pheasants. The farmer is distraught and worried that his expensive rooster won't even last 24 hours.
Sure enough, the farmer goes to bed and wakes up the next morning to
find Ralph on his back out in the middle of the yard, mouth open, tongue
hanging out and both feet sticking straight up in the air. Buzzards are
The farmer, saddened by the loss of such a colorful and expensive animal, shakes his head and says, "Oh, Ralph, I told you to pace yourself. I tried to get you to slow down, now look what you've done to yourself."
Ralph opens one eye, nods toward the buzzards circling in the sky and
says, "Shhhh! They're getting closer."