A new Mercedes vehicle owner
was out on an interstate road for a nice evening drive. The top was down, the
breeze was blowing through what was left of his hair and he decided to open her
up.
As the needle jumped
up to 80mph he suddenly saw a flashing red and blue light behind him.
"There isn't any way they can catch a Mercedes," he thought to
himself and opened her up further. The needle hit 90, 100 110, and finally 120
with the lights still behind him.
"What
in the world am I doing?" he thought and pulled over. The cop came up to
him, took his licence without a word, and examined it and the car. "I've
had a tough shift and this is my last pull-over. I don't feel like more
paperwork so if you can give me an excuse for your driving that I haven't heard
before, you can go!"
"Last
week my wife ran off with a cop," the man said, "and I was afraid you
were trying to give her back!"
Fred
is 32 years old and he is still single.
One day a friend
asked, "Why aren't you married? Can't you find a woman who will be a good
wife?"
Fred replied,
"Actually, I've found many women I wanted to marry, but when I bring them
home to meet my parents, my mother doesn't like them."
His friend thinks for
a moment and says, "I've got the perfect solution, just find a girl who's
just like your mother."
A few months later
they meet again and his friend says, "Did you find the perfect girl? Did
your mother like her?"
With a frown on his
face, Fred answers, "Yes, I found the perfect girl. She was just like my
mother. You were right, my mother liked her very much."
The friend said,
"Then what's the problem?"
Fred
replied, "My father doesn't like her!"
It
was a disastrous year for the farmers. The snow fell and fell until the
government relief agency had to step in and lend a helping hand.
"It must have
been terrible," said the government man to a farmer. "All that snow."
"Could have been
worse," calmly answered the farmer. "My neighbour had more snow than
me."
"How's
that?" asked the government man.
"More
land!" replied the farmer.
Three
old men were sitting around and talking.
The
80-year-old said, "The best thing that could happen to me would just be
able to have a good pee. I stand there for twenty minutes, and it dribbles and
hurts. I have to go over and over again."
The
85-year-old said, "The best thing that could happen to me is if I could
have one good bowel movement. I take every kind of laxative I can get my hands
on and it's still a problem."
Then
the 90-year-old said, "That's not my problem. Every morning at 6 am sharp,
I have a good long pee. At around 6:30 am I have a great bowel movement. The
best thing that could happen to me would be if I could wake up before 7 am!
An
old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his collar and
the well-fed belly that he had a home.
He
followed me into the house, down the hall, and fell asleep on the couch. An
hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out. The next day he was back,
resumed his position on the couch, and slept for an hour.
This
continued for several weeks. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar:
"Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap."
The next day he arrived with a different note
pinned to his collar: "He lives in a home with four children - he's trying
to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him tomorrow?"
While
carpenters were working outside the old house I had just bought, I busied
myself with the indoor cleaning.
I
had just finished washing the floor when one of the workmen asked to use the
bathroom. With dismay, I knew what would happen when his muddy boots step
onto my newly scrubbed floors.
"Just a
minute," I said, thinking of a quick solution. "I'll put down some
newspapers for you."
"That's
all right, Lady," he responded. "I'm already trained!"
It’s my wife’s birthday soon and she’s been
leaving jewelry catalogs all over the house.
She'll be happy to
know that I got her hint.
I bought her a
magazine rack!
Two
boys from the mountains, Leroy and Jasper have been promoted from privates to
sergeants.
Not long after,
they're out for a walk and Leroy says, "Hey, Jasper, there's the
non-officers Club. Let us go in."
"But we're
privates," protested Jasper. "We're sergeants now," said Leroy,
pulling him inside.
"Now, Jasper, I'm
going to sit down and have myself a drink."
"But we're
privates," said Jasper.
"You blind,
boy?" said Leroy, pointing at his stripes. "We're sergeants now."
So, they had their drink,
and pretty soon a hooker came up to Leroy. "You're cute," she says,
"and I'd like to date you, but I've got a bad case of gonorrhea."
Leroy pulls his friend
to the side and whispers, "Jasper, go look in the dictionary and see what
gonorrhea means. If it's okay, give me the okay sign."
So, Jasper goes to
look it up, comes back, and gives Leroy the big okay sign.
Three weeks later
Leroy is laid up in the infirmary hospital with a terrible case of gonorrhea. "Jasper," he says, "why did you give
me the okay sign?"
"Well, Leroy, in
the dictionary, it says gonorrhea acts only on the privates." He points to
his stripes. "But we're sergeants now!"
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