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The cowhand got paid on Friday and immediately rode into town and proceeded to get thoroughly drunk. A couple of pals decided to play a trick on him. They snuck out, turned his horse around, and went back to join the hapless for a few more rounds. The next morning, when the alarm clock and a glass of cold water in the face failed to have the slightest effect, the cowhand's wife started shaking him by the shoulders and screaming, "Tex, get up! You have to hit the goddamn trail, you've got work to do." "Can't," mumbled Tex. "Too beat. Too tired. Can't even lift my head." "Get the hell up!" she screamed in his ear. "I've seen you this hungover a thousand times." "Last night was different," said the wretched fellow. "Some son of a bitch cut my horse's head off, and I had to push him home backwards all the way.
Two parents take their son on a vacation and go to a nude beach. The father goes for a walk on the beach and the son goes and plays in the water. The son comes running up to his mom and says..."Mommy, I saw ladies with boobies a lot bigger than yours!" The mom says..."the bigger they are, the dumber they are." So he goes back to play. Several minutes later he comes running back and says... "Mommy, I saw men with dingers a lot bigger than Daddy's!" The mom says..."the bigger they are, the dumber they are." So he goes back to play. Several minutes later he comes running back and says... "Mommy, I just saw Daddy talking to the dumbest lady I ever saw and the more and more he talked, the dumber and dumber he got!"

There was a priest who had a young intern working with him. Because this priest was living in such a big house, he had a housekeeper. One day the priest had the intern over for supper. The young guy noticed that the housekeeper was very sexy and wondered if there was something going on. A couple of days later, the housekeeper approached the priest and said she couldn't say for sure but she thought that the intern had stolen the gravy ladle. The priest decided to write to the intern and he said, "I can't say that you stole my silver gravy ladle and I can't say that you didn't but that fact is that it has been missing since you were here!" The intern replied, "Well, I can't say that you are sleeping with your maid but I can't say that you aren't, but the fact is that if you slept in your own bed, you'd find the ladle!!"
Innkeeper: The room is $15. a night. It's $5. if you make your own bed. Guest: I'll make my own bed. Innkeeper: Good. I'll get you some nails and some wood.
After dinner and a movie, Carl drove his date to a quiet country road and made his move. When Mary responded enthusiastically to his kissing, he tried sliding his hand up her blouse. Suddenly, she jerked away, got out of the car is a hurry, and ran home. Later that night, she wrote in her diary, "A girl's best friends are her own two legs." On their next date, Carl returned to the country road. As they were kissing passionately, Carl slid his hand up Mary's skirt. Once again, she pulled away, got out of the car, and hurried home. Later that night, she wrote in her diary, "I repeat, a girl's best friends are her own two legs." On the third date, the pair returned to the country road. This time, Mary didn't get home until very late. That night, she wrote in her diary, "There comes a time when even the best of friends must part."
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Ninety-year-old man: "Yes! After all these years, I've finally kicked the habit. I'm a free man. From now on, no more sex. I'm going to be celibate for the rest of my life!" Friend: "Wow! What happened? Are you concerned about your declining health?" Ninety-year-old: "No, I'm concerned about my declining wealth. That darn Viagra was so expensive, I couldn't afford cigarettes!"
From England, extracts from actual letters sent to various councils and Housing associations. 1 I want some repairs done to my cooker as it has backfired and burnt my knob off. 2. I wish to complain that my father hurt his ankle very badly when he put his foot in the hole in his back passage. 3. And their 18-year-old son is continually banging his balls against my fence. 4. I wish to report that the tiles are missing from the outside toilet roof. I think it was that bad wind the other night that blew them off. 5. I am writing on behalf of my sink, which is coming away from the wall. 6. Will you please send someone to mend the garden path, my wife tripped and fell on it yesterday and now she is pregnant? 7. I request permission to remove my drawers in the kitchen. 50% of the walls are damp, 50% have crumbling plaster and the rest are plain filthy. 8. The toilet is blocked and we cannot bath the children until it is cleared. 9. Will you please send a man to look at my water? It is a funny color and not fit to drink. 10. Our lavatory seat is broken in half and is now in three pieces. 11. I want to complain about the farmer across the road, every morning at 6:00 am his cock wakes me up and its now getting too much for me. 12. The man next door has a large erection in the garden, which is unsightly and dangerous. 13. Our kitchen floor is damp. We have two small children and would like a third so please send someone round to do something about it. 14. I am a single woman living in a downstairs flat and would you please do something about the noise made by the man I have on top of me every night. 15. Please send a man with the right tool to finish the job and satisfy my wife. 16. I have had the clerk of the works down on the floor six times but I still have had no satisfaction. 17. My bush is really overgrown round the front and my back passage has fungus in it. 18. He has a huge tool that vibrates the whole house and I just cannot take it any more.
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From Dina "I told my hubby that a woman is like a fine wine... I always get better with age. The next day, he locked me in the wine cellar."
A very good looking man walks into a singles bar, gets a drink and has a seat. During the course of the evening he tries to chat with every single woman who walks into the bar, with no luck. Suddenly a really ugly man, and I mean R-E-A-L-L-Y ugly man walks into the bar. He sits at the bar, and within seconds he is surrounded by women. Very soon he walks out of the bar with the two of the most beautiful women you ever saw. Disheartened by all this, the good looking man asks the barman, 'Excuse me, but that really ugly man just came in here and left with those two stunning women - what's his secret? He's as ugly as sin and I'm everything a girl could want but have not been able to connect all night - What's going on?' 'Well,' Said the Barman, 'I don't know how he does it, but he does the same thing every night. He walks in, orders a drink, and just sits there licking his eyebrows...
A traveling salesman checked into a futuristic motel. Realizing he needed a haircut before his next day's meeting, he called down to the desk clerk and asked if there was a barber on the premises. "I'm afraid not, sir," the clerk told him apologetically, "but down the hall is a special machine that should serve your purposes." Skeptical but intrigued, the salesman located the appropriate machine, inserted fifty cents, and stuck his head in the opening, at which time the machine started to buzz and whirl. Fifteen seconds later the salesman pulled out his head and surveyed his head in the mirror, which reflected the best haircut he ever received in his life. Down the hall was another machine with a sign that read, "Manicures - 25 cents." "Why not," thought the salesman. He paid the money, inserted his hands into the slot, and pulled them out perfectly manicured. The next machine had a huge sign that read, "This Machine Provides What Men Need Most When Away from Their Wives - cost 50 cents." The salesman was embarrassed and looked both ways. Seeing nobody around he put in fifty cents, then unzipped his pants and stuck his penis into the opening - with great anticipation, since he had been away from his wife for 2 weeks. When the machine started buzzing, the guy let out a shriek of agony. Five seconds later it shut off and, with trembling hands, the salesman was able to withdraw his penis, which now had a button sewed on the tip.
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"Don't worry if your job is small, and your rewards are few. Remember that the mighty oak was once a nut like you!"
From Evan My Wife, who was 8 months pregnant, and I were shopping in crowded mall. We had been trading humorous insults for most of the evening and I decided that I was going to really get her. I announced in a loud voice that, "If you don't stop insulting me I'm not going to marry you!". I was disappointed that only a few people around us reacted but my Wife managed to bring down the house when she responded, "That's ok, then I won't tell you who the father is!".
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As I drove into a parking lot, I noticed that a pickup truck with a dog sitting behind the wheel was rolling toward a female pedestrian. She seemed oblivious, so I hit my horn to get her attention. She looked up just in time to jump out of the way of the truck's path, and the vehicle bumped harmlessly into the curb and stopped. I rushed to the woman's side to see if she was all right. "I'm fine," she assured me, "but if that dog hadn't honked..."
Women believe if a pet cat strays, it's because of a lack of affection at home. Women believe if a pet dog strays, it's because of a lack of affection at home. Women believe if a woman strays, it's because of a lack of affection at home. Women believe if a man strays, it's because men are @#$%&@#$%###!!!
Michael the Dragon Master was an official in King Arthur's court. He had a long-standing obsession.... to nuzzle the beautiful Queen's voluptuous breasts.... but he knew the penalty for this would be death. One day he revealed his secret desire to his colleague, Horatio, who was the King's chief physician. Horatio said "I can arrange it, but I will need 1,000 gold coins to pay bribes". Michael the Dragon Master readily agreed. The next day Horatio made up a batch of itching lotion and poured a little of it into the Queens brassiere while she was taking a bath. Soon after she dressed the itching commenced and grew in intensity. Upon being called to the royal chambers, Horatio told the King that only a special saliva, if applied for four hours, would cure this type of itch, and that tests had shown such a saliva was only to be found in Michael the Dragon Master's mouth. King Arthur summoned Michael the Dragon Master and issued the imperial command. Michael the Dragon Master slipped the antidote to the itching lotion, which Horatio had given him, into his mouth and for the next four hours worked passionately on the Queen's magnificent breasts. Satisfied, he returned to his chamber and found Horatio demanding payment. However, with his obsession now satisfied, he refused to pay Horatio anything and shooed him away, knowing that Horatio could never report this matter to the King. The next day, Horatio slipped a massive dose of the same itching lotion into King Arthur's loincloth, and promptly left for a pilgrimage to Rome. And Michael the Dragon Master was again summoned by the King.
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Trishia decides to do something wild she hasn't done before, so she sets out to rent her first x-rated adult video. She goes to the video store and, after looking around for a while, selects a title that sounds very stimulating. She drives home, lights some candles, slips into something comfortable, and puts the tape in the VCR. To her disappointment though, there's nothing but static on the screen, so she calls the video store to complain. "I just rented an adult movie from you and there's nothing on the tape, but static." "Sorry about, that," replied the store clerk. "We've had problems with some of those tapes. Which title did you rent?" Replies Trishia, "It's called, 'Head Cleaner'."
A young boy walked up to his father and asked, "Dad? Does a lawyer ever tell the truth?" The Father thought for a moment. "Yes Son," he replied, "Sometimes a lawyer will try anything to win a case."
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Dewayne, his wife, and Dewayne's mother-in-law went camping over the weekend. Dewayne's wife announced that her mother had been gone from her stroll in the woods way too long. So the two of them went looking for her. After a while they spotted a gigantic, ferocious grizzly bear squared off with the mother-in-law! Immediately her daughter said to her husband, in a frantic voice, "Dewayne you got'ta do something, or there's gonna be blood shed fer sure!" Dewayne calmly said, "Now look, honey, the bear got himself into it..."
The President of a large manufacturing company during economic slow down told his Supervisors that they would have to lay one person off in each department. Bob took this hard because he didn't have anyone he wanted to lay off. They were all good workers. It came down to the last two people that he had hired. Mary or Jack. The day before he was to let one person go, Mary came in early and Bob called her into his office to talk to her, thinking maybe she would volunteer to go. Bob told Mary: "I'm going to have to lay you or Jack off today." Mary replied: "You better jack off, because I've got a headache."
Two ancient occupants of a geriatric nursing home were discussing the merits of this "newfangled" support pantyhose."Well, I don't like them," said the first old dear, "because every time I fart, I blow my slippers off!"
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earning that several of his employees were tanking up on no-trace vodka Martinis during lunch hours, a wise company president issued the following memo: To all employees: If you must drink during lunch, please drink whiskey. It is much better for our customers to think you are drunk, than to realize you are stupid.
When the secretary entered her boss' office one morning, he looked ou the window and announced idly, "It's certainly going to be a beautiful day." "I don't think so," replied the secretary. "The weather forcast is for rain." "It's not going to rain," contradicted the exec. "I'll lay you twelve to one." "I'd rather not," she remarked. "That's my lunch hour. Afterward is fine, if I don't get wet during lunch hour."
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A dedicated Teamsters Union worker was attending a convention in Las Vegas and decided to check out the local brothels. When he got to the first one, he asked the Madam, "Is this a union house?" "No," she replied, "I'm sorry, it isn't." "Well, if I pay you $100.00, what cut do the girls get?" The house gets $60.00 and the girls get $40.00." Mightily offended at such unfair dealings, the man stomped off down the street in search of a more equitable, hopefully unionized shop. His search continued until finally he reached a brothel where the Madam responded, "Why, yes, sir, this IS a Union House." The man asked, "And if I pay you $100.00, what cut do the girls get?" "The girls get $70.00 and the house gets $30.00." "That's more like it!!!" the Teamster said. He handed the Madam $100.00, which promptly disappeared through a slot in the wall, looked around the room and pointed to a stunningly attractive blonde. "I'd like her for the night." "I'm sure you would, sir," said the Madam, then pointing to an ancient looking weathered woman in the corner, "but Ethel here has seniority."
A husband and wife are shopping in their local Walmart. The husband picks up a case of Budweiser and puts it in their cart. 'What do you think you're doing?' asks the wife. 'They're on sale, only $10 for 24 cans he replies. "Put them back, we can't afford them!" demands the wife, and so they carry on shopping. A few aisles further on along the woman picks up a $20 jar of face cream and puts it in the basket. "What do you think you're doing?" asks the husband. "It’s my face cream. It makes me look beautiful," replies the wife. Her husband retorts: "So does 24 cans of Budweiser and it's half the price." On the PA system: "Cleanup crew to aisle 25, we have a husband down."
The young immigrant couple had just left the courthouse after being sworn in as Canadian citizens. "It is wonderful," the husband exclaimed. "We are Canadian citizens at last! Do you know what this means to us my dear wife?" "Yes, you filthy chauvinist pig," his wife replied. "Tonight, you cook the damn dinner, and in bed, I get to be on top!"
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