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On the Bulletin Board: The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on Sunday afternoon.
A girl was telling her date about her old boyfriend, and while doing so was stroking her beer bottle up and down many times. Finally her date has had enough and says, " You're always thinking about him. Why don't you think about me once in a while?" "OK!" she says and starts stroking the top two inches of her bottle. A blind man was standing with his dog in a corner when the dog raised his leg and pissed on his trouser. The man took out a biscuit from his pocket and was about to give it to the dog. Suddenly, he heard a lady saying, "You should not do that. He'll never learn anything if you reward him when he does something like that." The blind man retorted, "I'm not rewarding him. I'm just trying to find his mouth so that I can kick him in the ass for what he just did".where he is standing, so that I can kick him in the ass for what he just did". It was Little Johnny's first day in a new school, so his father looked up the teacher. He told her that Little Johnny was a good kid but that he was a hell of a gambler. He warned her that Little Johnny might win lunch money from the other kids if he was not watched closely. The teacher did not seem disturbed, she assured the father that she had handled many such problems and was very capable of taking care of Little Johnny's urge to gamble. Shortly after lunch, Little Johnny's father called the teacher and asked her how things were going. "Oh, everything is going very well," she said, "I think I may have cured Little Johnny of his gambling habit." The father asked her what had happened. "Little Johnny absolutely insisted on betting me ten dollars that I had a mole on my rear," she said, "I finally agreed to the bet and took him to the teacher's lounge to show him that I had no mole." "Damn!" His father said. "He bet me fifty dollars this morning that he would see your bare butt before the day was over!" An old woman in the Dixie County received a letter from her grand-niece, who'd gone off to the big city to seek her fortune. Puzzled by the writing and the contents, she read to her husband, "Judi says here that she's got herself a job in a . . . a . . . a . . . well, it must be a *message* parlour." "I reckon city folks must leave word there fer their neighbours and kinfolk. Them not having back fences and all," her husband said. "Does Judi say how much they's a payin' her?" "Well, that's the part I can't make out. For the life of me, Paw, she says she gets $15 for a hand delivered message and $35 if she *blows* it to them...!"
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Saturday, June 27, 2009
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Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed there for a number of years when he came home one day to confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion. He had an urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer. His wife suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill indicated that he would be too embarrassed. He vowed to overcome the compulsion on his own. One day a few weeks later, Bill came home ashen. His wife could see at once that something was seriously wrong. "What's wrong, Bill?" she asked. "Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?" "Oh, Bill, you didn't." "Yes, I did." "My God, Bill, what happened?" "I got fired." "No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?" "Oh...she got fired too,"
There was an old professor who started every class with a vulgar joke. After one particularly nasty example, the women in the class decided to walk out the next time he started. The professor got wind of this plot, so the next morning he walked in and said: "Good morning, class. Did you hear the one about the shortage of whores in India?" With that, all the women stood up and headed for the door. "Wait, ladies," cried the professor. "The boat doesn't leave until tomorrow!" One day a man went into a restaurant and ordered a bowl of soup. The waitress brought his order out to him on a tray with her middle finger immersed in the middle of his soup bowl. "What the hell's the idea of putting your finger in my soup bowl?" the man bellowed at the waitress. "My doctor said the best thing for my rheumatism was to keep my finger pressed in a warm damp place," the waitress informed him. "Oh yeah, " the man shouted, "then why don't you take that finger and of yours and shove it up your fat ass?" "I'm sorry sir the waitress replied, but I already tried that before I brought your soup out." The pretty teacher was concerned with one of her young students so she took him aside after class one day. "Little Johnny, why has your school work been so poor lately?" "I'm in love," replied Little Johnny. Holding back an urge to smile, the teacher asked, "With whom?" "With you!" he said. "But Little Johnny," said the teacher gently, "don't you see how silly that is? Sure I'd like a husband of my own someday ... but I don't want a child." "Oh, don't worry," said Little Johnny reassuringly, "I'll use a rubber!"
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Friday, June 26, 2009
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Bobby was stark naked in front of his open window, doing his morning aerobics. His wife entered the room and shouted, "Bobby, you fool, draw those curtains! I don't want the neighbors to think that I married you for your money!"
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Three weeks after her wedding day, Joanna called her minister. "Reverend," she wailed, "John and I had a DREADFUL fight!" "Calm down, my child," said the minister, "it's not half as bad as you think it is. Every marriage has to have its first fight!" "I know, I know!" said Joanna, "but what am I going to do with the BODY?" A man was wandering around a fairground and he happened to see a fortune-teller's tent. Thinking it would be good for a laugh, he went inside and sat down. "Ah....." said the woman as she gazed into her crystal ball. "I see you are the father of two children." "That's what you think," said the man scornfully. "I'm the father of THREE children." The woman grinned and said, "That's what YOU think." SIGNS POSTED IN VARIOUS PLACES AROUND THE WORLD In a Yugoslavian hotel: The flattening of underwear, with pleasure, is the job of the chambermaid. In a Japanese hotel: You are invited to take advantage of the chambermaid Outside a Hong Kong tailor shop: Ladies may have a fit upstairs. In a Bangkok dry cleaner's: Drop your trousers here for best results. A sign posted in Germany's Black forest: It is strictly forbidden on our black forest camping site that people of different sex, for instance, men and women, live together in one tent unless they are married with each other for that purpose. In a Zurich hotel: Because of the impropriety of entertaining guests of the opposite sex in the bedroom, it is suggested that the lobby be used for this purpose. In a Rome laundry: Ladies, leave your clothes here and spend the afternoon having a good time. In a Czechoslovakian tourist agency: Take one of our horse-driven city tours - we guarantee no miscarriages. Advertisement for donkey rides in Thailand: Would you like to ride on your own ass? In a Tokyo bar: Special cocktails for the ladies with nuts. In the office of a Roman doctor: Specialist in women and other diseases.
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Thursday, June 25, 2009
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Father Murphy was a priest in a very poor parish and asked for suggestions as to how he could raise money for the church. He was told that the horse owner always had money, so he went to the horse auction, but made a very poor buy, as the horse turned out to be a donkey. However, he thought he might as well enter the donkey in a race. The donkey came in third, and the next morning, the headlines in the paper read: FATHER MURPHY'S ASS SHOWS The Archbishop saw the paper and was greatly displeased. The next day, the donkey came in first and the headlines read: FATHER MURPHY'S ASS OUT IN FRONT The Archbishop was up in arms. Something had to be done. Father Murphy had entered the donkey again and it had come in second. The headlines read: FATHER MURPHY'S ASS BACK IN PLACE This was too much for the Archbishop, so he forbade the priest to enter the donkey in any more races. The headlines then read: ARCHBISHOP SCRATCHES FATHER MURPHY'S ASS Finally, the Archbishop ordered Father Murphy to get rid of the donkey. He was unable to sell it, so he gave it to Sister Agatha for a pet. The Archbishop ordered her to dispose of the animal at once. She sold it for ten dollars. Next day, the headlines read: SISTER AGATHA PEDDLES ASS FOR TEN DOLLARS They buried the Archbishop three days later.
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At school Lil' Johnny was told by a classmate that most adults are hiding at least one dark secret, and that this makes it very easy to blackmail them by saying, "I know the whole truth." Lil' Johnny decided to go home and try it out. He went home, and as he was greeted by his mother he said, "I know the whole truth." His mother quickly handed him $20 and said, "Just don't tell your father." Quite pleased, the boy waited for his father to get home from work, and greeted him with, "I know the whole truth." Johnny's father promptly handed him $40 and said, "Please don't say a word to your mother!" Very pleased, the boy was on his way to school the next day when he saw the mailman at his front door. Lil' Johnny greeted him by saying, "I know the whole truth." The mailman immediately dropped the mail, opened his arms saying, "Then come give your real father a great big hug." A secretary, out with appendicitis, was being visited by a co-worker in the hospital. "How are things at the office going, Claudia ?" she asked. "Well, they're all sharing your work. Jody is making the coffee, Louise is reading all your magazines, and Sharon is making it with the Boss." My uncle spent days looking for his new hat. Finally, he decided that he'd go to church on Sunday and sit at the back. During the service he would sneak out and grab a hat from the rack at the front door. On Sunday, he went to church and sat at the back. The sermon was about the 10 Commandments. He sat through the whole sermon and instead of sneaking out he went to talk to the minister. He said to the minister, "Father, I came here today to steal a hat to replace the one I lost. But after hearing your sermon on the 10 Commandments, I changed my mind." The minister said, "Bless you my son. Was it when I started to preach thou shall not steal, that changed your heart?" My uncle responded, "No, it was the one on adultery. When you started to preach on that, I remembered where I left my hat." One day a sweet little girl becomes puzzled about her origin. "How did I get here, Mommy?" she asks. Her mother replies, using a well-worn phrase, "God sent you." "And did God send you too, Mommy?" she continues. "Yes, he did." "And Daddy, and Grandma and Grandpa, and their moms and dads too?" "Yes, all of them, too." The child shakes her head in disbelief. "Then you're telling me there's been no sex in this family for over 200 years? No wonder everyone is so grouchy!"
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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John was standing in the lingerie store staring at a collection of Wonder Bras. The clerk noticed he had been there for some time and that he appeared to be having trouble picking one out. She walked over and asked him if she could be of assistance. John answered, "Well... if it's a Wonder Bra, am I supposed to pick the size she is, or the size she wants to be?"
Jill goes to the doctor. After examining her thoroughly, the doctor is perplexed. "I'm not sure what it is," he said. "You either have a bad cold or you're pregnant." "Oh," says Jill, "I must be pregnant --I don't know anyone who could have given me a cold." A man who went to see his urologist. After examining him for a moment, the doctor excused himself and went outside to the nurse and said, "You've got to see this. This patient has 'TINY' tattooed on his penis. Go in and make up some excuse to examine his penis." The nurse went into the examining room and closed the door. A minute later, she emerged, exclaiming, "Oh, doctor, no, it's not 'TINY', it's 'TICONDEROGA, NY'..." Wife : What's your excuse for coming home at this time of the night? Husband : Golfing with friends, my dear. Wife : What? At 2 a.m.? Husband : Yes. We used nightclubs. In the manner of all new mothers, I spent a lot of time inspecting my firstborn, When he was almost a month old. I noticed a curious dimple on his bottom. With each diaper change and bath I became more concerned. What if the boys in the locker room found it funny and teased him about it, or, even worse, what if some future spouse thought it to be strange? One evening I approached my husband, "Look at this," I cried, waving the small bottom about. "Do you think it will embarrass him when he grows up? Do you think it's strange?" My husband listened patiently to my outburst, then said, "No, I don't think it is strange, dear. I've always thought that it was pretty cute on you!"
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