Ophelia Dingbatter's News, may 8: Chinese Torture 
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A woman was delighted when her fairy-god mother said her breasts would increase in size each time a man says, "Pardon" to her. She walked down the sidewalk, accidentally bumped into a man and he said,"Pardon me." Her breasts instantly grew an inch and she was ecstatic. The next day, she bumped into a man in the grocery store. He begged her pardon and another inch was added to her breasts. She was really pleased about that and grinning from ear to ear and walked into a Chinese restaurant nearby to celebrate. In there she collided with a waiter. The waiter bowed and said, "A thousand pardons for my clumsy behavior."

How are husbands like lawn mowers? They're hard to get started, they emit noxious odors, and half the time they don't work.
A little girl came running into the house bawling her eyes out and cradling her hand. "Mommy, quick! Get me a glass of cider!" she wailed. "Why do you want a glass of cider?" asked her mom. "I cut my hand on a thorn, and I want the pain to go away!" Confused, but weary of the child's whining, the mother obliged and poured her a glass of cider. The little girl immediately dunked her hand in it. "Ouch! It still hurts! This cider doesn't work!" she whined. "What are you talking about?" asked her increasingly perplexed parent. "What made you think that cider would ease your pain?" "Well, I overheard my big sister say that whenever she gets a prick in her hand, she can't wait to get it in cider"
A man is out in the Chinese wilderness and he's hopelessly lost. It's been nearly three weeks since he's eaten anything besides what he could forage and he's been reduced to sleeping in caves and under trees. One afternoon he comes upon an old mansion in the woods. It has vines covering most of it and the man can't see any other buildings in the area. However, he sees smoke coming out of the chimney implying someone is home. He knocks on the door and an old man answers, with a beard almost down to the ground. The old man squints his eyes and says "What do you want?" The man says "I've been lost for the past three weeks and haven't had a decent meal or sleep since that time. I would be most gracious if I could have a meal and sleep in your house for tonight" The old Chinese man says "I'll let you come in on one condition: You cannot mess around with my granddaughter" The man, exhausted and hungry readily agrees, saying "I promise I won't cause you any trouble. I'll be on my way tomorrow morning." The old Chinese man counters "Ok, but if I do catch you, then I'll give you the three worst Chinese torture tests ever known to man." "Ok, Ok" the man said as he entered the old house. Besides, he thought to himself, what kind of woman would live out in the wilderness all her life? Well, that night, when the man came down to eat (after showering), he saw how beautiful the granddaughter was. She was an absolute pearl, and while he had only been lost three weeks, it had been many, many months without companionship. And the girl had only seen the occasional monk besides her grandfather and well, they both couldn't keep their eyes off each other throughout the meal. That night, the man snuck into the girls' bedroom and they had quite a time, but had kept the noise down to a minimum. The man crept back to his room later that night thinking to himself, "Any three torture tests would be worth it after that experience." Well, the next morning the man awoke to a heavy weight on his chest. He opened his eyes and there was this huge rock on his chest. On the rock was a sign saying "1st Chinese torture test: 100 lb rock on your chest". "What a lame torture test" the man thought to himself as he got up and walked over to the window. He opened the shutter and threw the rock out. On the backside of the rock is another sign saying "2nd worst Chinese torture test: Rock tied to right testicle". The man, seeing the rock was too far out the window to be grabbed, jumps out the window after the rock. Outside the window is a third sign saying "3rd worst Chinese torture test: Left testicle tied to bedpost".
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Ophelia Dingbatter's News, may 7/09 
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A fat lady rides the bus to work every day. Today she's in some discomfort because she has a pain in her lower abdomen. She finally realizes that its just a tremendous build up of gas from something she ate. The bus is quite crowded and she doesn't know what to do. Then she remembers that pretty soon the bus will run across some railroad tracts and it will rattle and bang and make lots of noise. She will be able to pass this gas and nobody will know. What she doesn't know is that the bus driver also rides the bus everyday and has grown tired of all the noise the bus makes when it rattles and bangs across the railroad tracts. So last night he stayed after work and had the maintenance crew tighten up all the loose bolts and lubricate all the moving parts to quiet down the old bus. Well, here come the railroad tracts, the fat lady raises up on one cheek and lets it rip. It was one long, loud, juicy sounding fart. The bus didn't rattle and bang like it usually did and now you could hear a pin drop inside the bus as everybody started looking around. The fat lady thought that maybe no one knew who did it and that she should just act natural. She thought she should just start a conversation with someone as if nothing had happened. She leaned over to the man sitting across the aisle and casually asked him, 'Do you have a transfer?' He politely responded, 'No I don't, but the next tree we pass I will try and grab you a handful of leaves....'

"My teacher is really giving me a tuff time" Little Johnny was telling his father. "Handle it this way Johnny," his father advised. "Take special care with your personal appearance and attire. Pay attention in class. And do your assignments and homework promptly." "I really don't think that'll help Dad," Johnny sighed. "She hissed at me during study break that she's 3 weeks overdue."
Ahmed was a high ranking official in King Akbar's court. He had one long standing wish: to suckle at the voluptuous breasts of the Queen to his hearts desire. Every time he passed the queen he got frustrated. One day he revealed his desire to the King's chief advisor, Birbal, and begged him to do something which would allow him to achieve what he yearned for more than anything else in the world. Birbal, after much thought agreed on the condition that once his desire had been met, Ahmed would pay him 1000 gold coins. Ahmed agreed. The next day Birbal prepared a high octane itching lotion and poured it into the Queen's bra whilst she took her morning bath. Soon the itching started and grew in intensity, and the King became very concerned indeed. Consultations with the doctors and with Birbal to whom the doctors reported revealed that only a special saliva applied for four hours would cure the malady. Birbal also advised the King that, in the whole of Arabia, only Ahmed's mouth carried this saliva. King Akbar immediately summoned Ahmed and ordered him to apply his special saliva to the Queens breasts for four hours and Ahmed dutifully set to the task by licking, biting pressing and playing with her breasts for the prescribed period thus achieving his heart's desire. Satisfied, he returned to Birbal but, to Birbals rage, refused to honor his agreement by paying him the agreed 1000 gold coins knowing, as he did that Birbal could never reveal the matter to the King. But Ahmed had underestimated Birbal. The very next day, Birbal put the same lotion into each piece of King Akbar's extensive collection of underwear, just before he left for an extensive vacation. The King again summoned Ahmed.........
"My professional and my personal lives have become way too intertwined." the stewardess told her fellow stew. "Last night my husband nudged me awake, and began to make love. Without giving it a thought, I said, 'Welcome Aboard'."
The instructor was demonstrating the wonders of static electricity to his class at MIT. While holding a plastic rod in one hand and a wool cloth in the other, he told the class, "You can see that I get a large charge from rubbing my rod..." That was pretty much the end of learning for that day.
Q. What is the definition of true male eloquence? A. When a guy can describe Dolly Parton without using his hands.
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Ophelia Dingbatter's News, May 6: Following you 
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A little town attracted the attention of sociologists at the state university because of its high birth rate. A team of researchers writes a grant proposal, gets a chunk of money, hires additional staff members and moves to the town. While the staff is busy getting ready for the big research effort, the project director goes to the local coffee shop for a cup of coffee. While he is drinking his coffee, he starts talking with the proprietor, and at one point in the conversation he asks the local man if he has any idea why the birth rate is so high. "Sure," says the coffee shop owner. "Every morning the 6:00 train comes through here and blows its whistle for the crossing. It wakes everybody up, and, well, it's too late to go back to sleep, and it's too early to get up."

So," Jane asked the detective she had hired, "did you trail my husband?" "Yes ma'am. I did. I followed him to a bar, to an out-of-the-way restaurant and then to an apartment." A big smile crossed Jane's face,"Aha!! Then I've got him!" she said, gloating. " Is there any doubt what he was doing?" "No ma'am." replied the sleuth, "It's pretty clear, that he was following you and taking pictures for his web site."
Two Yuppettes were shopping. When they started to discuss their home lives, one said, "Seems like all Alfred and I do anymore is fight. I've been so upset, I've lost 20 pounds." "Why don't you just leave him then?" asked her friend. "Oh! Not yet." the first replied, "I'd like to lose at least another fifteen pounds first."
The young Swedish au pair had been working for the couple for over a year. While pleasant and hardworking, the girl still struggled with English. One day she informed the Lady of the House, that her boyfriend in the Army was coming for a visit. "That's wonderful. How long is his furlough?" "Oh... yust the same as husband's yours, but a little bit thicker." the au pair replied."
An old farmer comes running across field screaming. The farmer's wife was at the kitchen window wondering what the hell was going on. He rushes in house and says, "Ma, get in bed I got a hard on." She slowly gets undressed and gets in bed. He looses his hard on. He gives her a stern lecture, "Next time I come screaming you be in bed ready!" Two months later here he comes screaming across field. She sighs and gets in bed. He rushes in and says, "Ma you damn sex maniac, get out of bed---the barns on fire!!"
A woman was complaining to the neighbour that her husband always came home late, no matter how she tried to stop him. "Take my advice," said the neighbour, "and do what I did. "Once my husband came home at three o'clock in the morning, and from my bed, I called out, 'Is that you, Jim?' "And that cured him?." asked the woman, "but how ?" The neighbour said, "You see, his name is Bill
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Ophelia Dingbatter's News, May 5: Blind Man 
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Every morning Custer rode thru the Indian Reservation on his horse accompanied by his faithful Indian scout. And every morning as he rode past the Indian chief he was greeted with the gesture of first a finger raised vertically - then the finger thrust horizontally. Eventually Custer said to his scout "I think I know what the chief means by the vertical finger, but what's the significance of the horizontal one?". The scout replied "He doesn't like your horse either!"

She left him on the sofa when the phone rang, and was back in a few seconds. "Who was it?" he asked. "My husband," she replied. "I better get going," he said. "Where was he?" "Relax. He's downtown playing poker with you."
You just might be a redneck, .... If you find more cars than you expected, when you mow the grass.
When the surgeon came to see Rita on the day after her operation, she asked him somewhat hesitantly just how long it would be before she could resume her sex life. "Uh, I hadn't really thought about it" replied the stunned surgeon. "You're the first one ever to ask that after a nose job...."
Two nuns are ordered to paint a room in the convent, and the last instruction of the Mother Superior is that they must not get even a drop of paint on their clothes. After conferring about this for a while, the two nuns decide to lock the door of the room, strip off their clothes, and paint in the nude. In the middle of the project, there comes a knock at the door. "Who is it?", calls one of the women. "Blind man," replies a voice from the other side of the door. The two women look at each other and shrug, and, deciding that no harm can come from letting a blind man into the room, they open the door. "Wow," says the man, "nice to see you! Where do you want these venetian blinds?"
Linda and Jill are having coffee when Linda notices that Jill seems troubled and asks her, "Is something bugging you? You look anxious." "Well, my boyfriend just lost all his money and life savings in the stock market," Jill explained. "Oh, that's too bad," Linda sympathized. "I'm sure you're feeling sorry for him." "Yeah, I am," Jill said. "He'll probably miss me."
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Ophelia Dingbatter's News, May 4: Reconstruct 
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A pastor was giving a lesson to a group of children on the 23rd Psalm. He noticed that one of the little boys seemed disquieted by the phrase "Surely, goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life." "What's wrong with that, Johnny?" the pastor asked. "Well," answered Johnny, "I can handle having Guinness and Marcy folowing me around. They are OK. But I don't want Shirley following me around all the time. She's a gossip and a spoilsport!"

George said to Mary, "I'll bet you ten dollars that we could have the best sex that you have ever had without me touching you." "You're nuts," she said, He replied: "Here is ten dollars that says I can do that!" They put the money on the mantelpiece. That night George and Mary proceeded to have sex. Reluctantly, Mary had to admit that it was the best sex that she could remember. The next morning she exclaimed, "Well, it may have been the best sex I've ever had... but you DID touch me!" George gave Mary the ten dollars and departed with these words, "You are right. I lost this bet. Do you want to give me a chance to win it back next weekend ?"
A small, uncertain, and nervous witness was being cross- examined. The lawyer thundered at him: "Have you ever been married?" "Yes, sir," said the witness in a low voice. "Once." "Whom did you marry?" "Well, a woman." The lawyer said angrily, "Of course you married a woman. Did you ever hear of anyone marrying a man?" The witness said meekly, "My mother did."
A little Polish kid's starting in kindergarten. The teacher says, "Every day you have to put on a clean pair of underwear." By Saturday, he couldn't get his pants on.
From Bob: I was at a bar, I asked a girl to dance, and every time I twirled her around, she got two inches taller. I said, "What's going on?" She said, "You're unscrewing my wooden leg."
A trainee for the New York Police Department, was asked the following hypothetical question: "If your beat was a lonely path in Central Park, and a beautiful young girl rushed up to you and declared that a strange man had suddenly grabbed her, and hugged and kissed her, what would you do?" The police-officer-in-training replied without hesitation, "I would endeavor to reconstruct the crime."
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