Ophelia Dingbatter News: Escort Service 
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John is walking along an empty road one day, and comes to a ladder that extends into the clouds. He's curious, so he starts climbing up. He comes to the lowest cloud and sees a naked ugly, fat woman waiting on a bed. She says, "Take me now or climb higher to success." Disgusted, John climbs higher. He comes to an average looking woman who is slightly overweight. She says, "Take me now or climb higher to success." Thinking, "I can do better than this," he climbs higher still. He comes to a pretty woman with a nice body. She looks at him seductively and says, "Take me now or climb higher to success." John sees the pattern, and continues climbing. He finds a gorgeous woman with an amazing body lying on the bed looking at him with lust in her eyes. She rubs herself suggestively and moans, "Take me now or climb higher to success." John is wondering how it can get any better and climbs to the next level. He finds a disgusting, ugly fat man eating a chicken leg in only a g-string. He smiles at John, bearing yellowed teeth. John looks perplexed and asks, "Who are you?" The ugly fat man replies, "I'm Cess!"
My uncle sent me this one: My wife told me it was about time that I learned to play golf. You know, golf...that's the game where you chase a little ball all over the country when you are too old to chase women. So, I went to see Mr. Jones and asked him if he would teach me how to play. He said, "Sure, you've got balls don't you?" "Yes, but sometimes on cold mornings they are hard to find." "Bring them to the clubhouse tomorrow morning and we will tee off." "What's tee off?" "It's a golf term and we have to tee off in front of the clubhouse." "Not for me" I said, "you can tee off in front of the clubhouse if you want, but I'll tee off behind the barn somewhere." "No, no, a tee is a little thing about the size of your finger." "Yeah, I've got one of those." "Well, you stick it in the ground and put your ball on top of it." "You play golf sitting down? I always thought you stood up and walked around." "You do, you're standing up when you put your ball on the tee." Well folks, I thought that was stretching things a bit too far and I said so. He said, "You've got a bag haven't you?" "Sure" "You're balls are in it, aren't they?" "Of course," I told him. "Well, can you open your bag and take one out?" "I suppose I could, but I'll be damned if I am going to." "Don't you have a zipper on your bag?" "No, I am the old fashioned type." "Do you know how to hold your club?" Well, after 65 years, I should have some sort of an idea and I told him so. He said, "You take your club in both hands..." Well folks, I knew right then that he didn't know what he was talking about. Then he said, "Swing it over your shoulder..." No, no, that's not me at all. That's my brother he's talking about. He asked, "How do your hold your club?" And before I thought about it, I said "With two fingers". He said that wasn't right, got behind me, put two arms around me, and said for me to bend over and he would show me. Well, he couldn't catch me there for nothing. I didn't spend four years in the Navy for nothing. He said, "You hit the ball with your club and it soars and soars..." I could well imagine that. "... and when you're on the green..." "What's the green?" "That's where the hole is." "Sure you're not color blind?" "Then you take your putter in your hands" "What's a putter?" "That's the smallest club made." "That's what I got, a putter." "And with it, you put your ball into the hole." I corrected him, "You mean the putter." "No, the ball. The hole isn't big enough for the ball and putter too." Well, I've seen holes big enough for a horse and wagon. "Then," he said," after you finish with the first hole, you go on to the next 17." Well, he certainly wasn't talking about me. After two holes I'm shot to hell. "You mean you can't make 18 holes in one day?" "Hell no! It takes me 18 days to make one hole! Besides, how do I know when I am in the 18th hole?" "The flag will go up!" Uh, huh...

After a pleasant date the guy parked his car 200 yards from the girl's apartment, pulled out his dick and placed her left hand on it. She slapped him with her right hand, got out of the car and started to run home, turned around, and screamed, "I've got two words for you: Drop Dead!" "And I've got two words for you, "he screamed back. "LET GO!!!"
From Leo When I picked up my Ford Escort at the service station after some minor repairs, I paid by check as usual. A couple of weeks later I came home from work to find my fiancée quite upset. She gave me the silent treatment until I figured out why she was so angry. She had noticed the cancelled check, and on the memo line I had written "Escort Service."
A couple decided to go to Alaska for a romantic weekend. When they got to the cabin it was cold so the wife asked her husband to go chop some wood for the fire place. He came in after 5 minutes and told his wife that his hands were cold, so she told him "put your hands between my thighs to warm them up". He did and went back outside to finish chopping wood. He came in after another 5 minutes and said "honey my hands are cold again". So she tells him "Here put your hands between my thighs to warm them up again". So he did and then he went back out to chop some more wood. 5 minutes has passed and he went in again and said, "Honey my hands are cold again". She then said, "Damn don't your ears ever get cold?"
A fireman came home from work one day and told his wife, "you know, we have a wonderful system at the fire station: bell 1 rings and we all put on our jackets, bell 2 rings and we all slide down the pole, bell 3 rings and we're on the fire truck ready to go. From now on when I say; bell 1, I want you to strip naked. Bell 2, I want you to jump in bed. And when I say bell 3, we are going to make love all night." The next night he came home from work and yelled "bell 1!" The wife promptly took all her clothes off. When he yelled "bell 2!", The wife jumped into bed. When he yelled "bell 3!", They began making love. After a few minutes the wife yelled "bell 4!" "What the hell is bell 4?" Asked the husband?. "Roll out more hose," she replied, "you're nowhere near the fire!"
A man was driving along a rural Alabama road in his beat up old Dodge, when suddenly it broke down. He was parked on the side of the road trying fix it, when a Jaguar pulled up in front of him and offered to help. After a few minutes the two men obviously weren't going to get the old car going again, so the Jaguar driver offered to tow the Dodge to the nearest garage. A few minutes later the two had hitched up the old Dodge to the Jaguar, and they agreed that if the Jaguar driver was going too fast, the man should blow his horn and flash his lights to get him to slow down. With that the two men got into their cars and the Jaguar driver started to pull away with the Dodge behind it. At the first traffic light, a Ferrari pulled up beside the Jaguar and started to rev his engine provocatively. As soon as the light turned green the Ferrari and the Jaguar hit their accelerators and took off. Before long the cars were racing at over 120 mph. As the cars speed along, they passed through a police speed trap. The officer couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the three cars go by, and he decided that he couldn't catch them all by himself, so he decided to radio for help: "You won't believe what I just saw! I saw a Ferrari and a Jaguar doing 120 mph side by side, and a beat up old Dodge behind them flashing his lights and blowing his horn and shaking his fist trying to get by!"
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Ophelia Dingbatter News: "Better Than Sex Cake." 
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It's Friday,  October 23, 2009
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From Ruby
Well, Darlin', don't sweat the Obamma dropoffs, the rest of us still 
love ya!  No great loss if they're gone.  I'll just forward your letter to 
some more of my frends and ask them to subscribe!
Love ya, gal, keep up the great job you are doing!
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In California, there's a 6-month waiting period for filing for divorce but only a 15-day waiting period for buying a handgun. It's nice to know the government is giving advice on how to work out problems.
and a friend were invited to a pot-luck party. Everybody brought a dish. When it came time to serve dessert, the person who prepared it, said the recipe was called "Better Than Sex Cake." After 's friend tasted it, she blurted out, "I sure feel sorry for the person who named this dessert."
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Queen Elizabeth and Dolly Parton die on the same day, and they both go before St. Peter to find out if they'll be admitted to heaven. Unfortunately, there's only one space left that day, so St. Peter must decide one among them. St. Peter asks Dolly if there's some particular reason why she should go to heaven. So she takes off her top and says, "Look at these. They're the most perfect ones God ever created, and I'm sure it will please him if He's able to see them every day for eternity." St. Peter thanks Dolly, and asks Queen Liz the same question. She then drops her skirt and panties, takes a bottle of Perrier out of her purse, shakes it up, and douches with it. St. Peter says, "Ok, Your Majesty, you may go in." Dolly is outraged. She screams, "What was that all about? I show you two of God's own creations, she performs a simple hygiene act, and gets in and I don't?" "Sorry, Dolly," says St. Peter, "but a royal flush beats a pair any day."
An English landowner and his Irish manservant ran into each other in hell one day. "My lord," the Irishman exclaimed, "What are you doing here?" The landowner sighed. "I'm here because I lied, cheated, and stole to pay the debts run up by that playboy son of mine. But you were a faithful, loyal servant. Why are you here?" "For fathering that playboy son of yours," the Irishman replied.
One Irishman was downing them faster than usual when the man on the barstool next to him said, "What's wrong?" The first Irishman said, "I'm drinking to the memory of my wife. She was a saint on earth. She went to church every single morning, spent her days reading and quoting the Scriptures, sang hymns and psalms all evening, filled our house with religious statues and paintings, and invited priests and nuns to dinner three times a week." "She sounds like an angel," the second man commented, "I suppose the good Lord took her early to Himself." "No," the first Irishman replied. "had to toss her off the cliff meself."
An extremely drunk man looking for a whorehouse stumbles into a Pedicurist's office instead and weaves over to the receptionist. Without looking up, she waves him over to the examination bed and says, "Stick it through that curtain." Looking forward to something kinky, the drunk pulls out his pecker and sticks it through the crack in the curtains. "That's not a foot!" screams the receptionist. "Holy Shit, Lady. I never knew you had a minimum!"
The lawyer cabled his client overseas: "Your mother-in-law passed away in her sleep. Shall we order burial, embalming or cremation?" Back came the reply, "Take no chances - order all three."
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Ophelia Dingbatter News: She faked it 
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One day a 12-year-old boy was walking down the street when a car pulled up beside him and wound down its window. "I'll give you a bag of lollies if you get in the car" said the driver. "No way, get stuffed!" replied the boy. "How about a bag of lollies and 10 bucks" the driver asked. "I said no way" replied the boy "What about a bag of lollies and 50 bucks?" asked the driver. "No, I'm not getting in the car." answered the boy. "Okay, I'll give you a bag of lollies and $100" the driver offered. "No!" replied the boy. "What will it take to get you in the car?" asked the driver. The boy replied: "Listen Dad, you bought the silly Volvo, it's all yours."
One evening, Prince Charming walked into a tavern appearing downtrodden. Immediately, the bartender turned to Prince Charming and asked him why he's so glum. "You wouldn't believe it," the Prince replied. "I was walking through the Enchanted Forest when suddenly I approached Snow White, fast asleep on a bed of stone. The dwarf next to her told me that she had eaten a poisonous apple and could only be revived through a kiss from my very lips. I gave her a peck on the cheek. Nothing. So I give Snow White a real deep kiss while massaging her hair with my fingers. Nothing. Soon enough, I'm making passionate love to her right there in the woods, when suddenly she screams out, 'Ah yes'!" "That's great!" the bartender excitedly replied to Prince Charming. "Then she is alive!" Shrugging his shoulders Prince Charming replied, "Nah. She faked it."

Mary: So I told my ex, "You just don't arouse me!" Jill: Well, that's pretty forthright! What did he say? Mary: He said, "Well, maybe you have a dry well!" Jill: OOH! Mary: It was all right. I told him, I just need a better driller."
Little Johnny was sitting in class doing math problems when his teacher picked him to answer a question. "Johnny, if there were five birds sitting on a fence and you shot one with your gun how many would be left." "None," replied Johnny, "'cause the rest would fly away." "Well the answer is four," said the teacher, "but I like the way you are thinking." Little Johnny says, "I have a question for you now. If there were three women eating ice cream cones in a shop, one was licking her cone, the second was biting the cone and the third was sucking the cone, which one is married?" "Well," said the teacher nervously, "I guess the one sucking the cone?" "No," said Little Johnny, "the one with the wedding ring on her finger, but I like the way you are thinking."
SITTING ON THE PORCH A boy was walking down the street when he noticed his grandpa sitting on the porch, in the rocking chair, with nothing on from the waist down. "Grandpa what are you doing?" he exclaimed. The old man looked off in the distance and did not answer him. "Grandpa, what are you doing sitting out here with nothing on below the waist?" he asked again. The old man slowly looked at him and said, "Well, last week I sat out here with no shirt on and I got a stiff neck. This is your Grandma's idea."
The 6th grade science teacher, Mrs. Parks, asked her class, Which human body part increases to 10 times its size when stimulated?" No one answered until little Mary stood up, angry, and said, "You should not be asking 6th graders a question like that! I'm going to tell my parents, and they will go and tell the principal, who will then fire you!" With a sneer on her face, she then sat back down. Mrs. Parks ignored her and asked the question again, "Which body part increases to 10 times its size when stimulated?" Little Mary's mouth fell open; then she said to those around her, "Boy, is she gonna get in big trouble!" The teacher continued to ignore her and said to the class, Anybody?" Finally, Billy stood up, looked around nervously, and said, "The body part that increases 10 times its size when stimulated is the pupil of the eye." Mrs. Parks said, "Very good, Billy," then turned to Mary and continued, As for you, young lady, I have three things to say: 1) you have a dirty mind, 2) you didn't read your homework, and 3) one day you are going to be very, very disappointed."
Lynn was nursing her baby in a public bathroom when a little girl and the girl's grandmother entered the room. "What's she doing, grandma?" "Feeding her baby." "How?" "She's feeding her at her breast." "Grandma, I saw Mommy feeding the postman like that last week. "
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Ophelia Dingbatter's News: I thought you said 'where' 
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Upon hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95-year-old grandmother and comfort her. When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied, "He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning." Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that 2 people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble "Oh no, my dear," replied granny, "Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong." She paused to wipe away a tear, and continued, "He'd still be alive if the ice cream truck hadn't come along."
"Didn't you follow my advice about kissing your girlfriend when she least expects it?" asked the older brother. "Now you tell me!!" replied the younger sibling with the swollen eye. I thought you said 'where'."

Old Paddy Murphy took his wife to the hospital to have a baby. After waiting for a while in the waiting area, Paddy picked up the hospital house phone, called the doctor and said, "hello, this is Mr. Murphy. What's the news on Mrs. Murphy?" The doctor answered, "You are the father of a fine baby boy, but hold on because it's not all over yet." After about a half hour, Paddy called the doctor back and asked, "Hello, this is Mr. Murphy. What's the news on Mrs. Murphy?" The doctor answered, "You're the father of twins, a boy and a girl, but hold on because it's not all over yet." After another half hour, Paddy called back and asked,"Hello, this is Mr. Murphy, what's the news?" The doctor ansered, "You're the father of triplets -- two boys and a girl. It's not all over yet, but it's slowing down, so why don't you go get something to eat; I'll be here all night." So Paddy went to a pub and got himself six shots of good Irish whiskey which he washed down with six pints of Guiness. He then went over to the phone, somewhat unsteadily, and called the doctor at the hospital -- or thought he did. Actually, he misdialed, and dialed the local cricket club. When the person answered, Paddy asked,"Hello, this is Mr. Murphy, what's the news?" The recording was still playing when they found Murphy out cold on the floor, "All out for a hundred and one, and the last one out was a duck."
Lady Crofton-Smythe was giving an upper-crust party, and had hired Lena, a girl recently come to London from County Cork, as a maid. As Lena was setting up the tea service, Lady C-S told her to be certain that there were sugar tongs available. Lena had never heard of sugar tongs, and asked the Lady what they were and why they were used. Lady C-S, always happy to Enlighten the Unenlightened, told Lena that the problem lay with the gentlemen, who would go to the loo, and to do what they needed to do, had to touch things which were less than acceptably sanitary. Yes, even the Nobility was subject to this masculine frailty. "Sure, Ma'am, 'twas nothing like this Oi ever saw in Ireland," Lena said, impressed. "Well, the Irish will learn manners someday, Lena," said the Lady, with an instinctive lifting of her nose. After the guests had begun arriving that evening, Lady C-S was dismayed and infuriated not to see any sugar tongs on the tea service. Lena, trembling, came quickly in answer to the Lady's angry shout. "But...but, m'Lady, sure, an' Oi put the tongs out just as you told me to." Her furious employer pointed to the tea table, devoid of tongs. "Then where are they, young woman?" "Why, they're in the loo, of course."
Maureen O'Murrah had taken a Manhattan taxi home from work, since both of the ladies she usually carpooled with had taken sick. In the confusion of the short-handed office staff, and hurrying downstairs to meet the cab, she had left her purse behind. As the cab pulled up to her apartment building, she was looking about the seat for her purse when the driver told her the price of her ride. In great embarrassment, she said, "Ach. I'm not believin' I did this, Sir, but me purse isn't here. I must have left behind. I'm sorry, but I'm not havin' the money to pay you just now." The driver was...well, he was a Manhattan taxi driver. He said, "That's all right Missy, I'll just pull down into that dark street ahead, and get back there with you, and I'll just take your panties off." Maureen chuckled, and said "Shure, an' it's the poor end of the trade that you'll be gettin'. These panties only cost eighty-nine cents."
O'Neil was walking home from the pub one night when lo and behold he sees one of the Little Folk. He sneaks up and catches him in is stare and demands three wishes for the little mans freedom. "Granted" says the man in green, "but whatever I do for you, O'Reily will get twofold!" Now O'Reily is no friend of O'Neil, in fact they hate each other, but O'Neil agrees. "For my first wish I'd like a mansion full of expensive antiques and beautiful women." "Granted, and of course O'Reily gets two!" "For my second wish I'd like a beautiful, sexy, redheaded nymphomaniac." "Granted, and of course O'Reily gets two women." Now by this stage O'Neil is pissed off, the hated O'Reily getting two mansions and two nymphomaniacs. Suddenly inspiration hits him. "For my third wish, I want you to remove one of my testicles!"
A young ensign had nearly completed his first overseas tour of sea duty when he was given an opportunity to display his ability at getting the ship under way. With a stream of crisp commands, he had the decks buzzing with men and soon, the ship had left port and was streaming out of the channel. The ensign's efficiency has been remarkable. In fact, the deck was abuzz with talk that he had set a new record for getting a destroyer under way. The ensign glowed at his accomplishment and was not all surprised when another seaman approached him with a message from the captain. He was, however, a bit surprised to find that it was a radio message, and he was even more surprised when he read, "My personal congratulations upon completing your underway preparation exercise according to the book and with amazing speed. In your haste, however, you have overlooked one of the unwritten rules -- make sure the Captain is aboard before getting under way."
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Ophelia Dingbatter News: Up to my boobs 
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The blind man, deaf man and the lame man went on a pilgrimage to a healing spring The blind man washed his eyes with water from the spring and exclaimed "I can see! I can see!" The deaf man washed his ears with the spring water and exclaimed "I can hear! I can hear!' The lame guy drove his wheelchair into the water and the other side out "I got new tires!"
A milkman was making his deliveries and found a note attached to a customers door saying, "I need 45 gallons of milk." He knocked on the door and a beautiful lady answered it. "Is this a mistake?" the milkman asked. "No," she said, "I was watching a talk show and it said that bathing in milk is a good aphrodisiac." "Really," replied the milkman. "Okay, do you want that pasteurised?" "No, up to my boobs would proably be OK," she said.
Floating Bottle! Must be getting close to Hawaii!
A friend and her husband were participating in a blood drive, and as part of the prescreening process, an elderly volunteer was asking them some questions... "Have you ever paid for sex?" the woman asked my friend's husband sweetly. Glancing wearily over at his wife who was trying to calm a new baby and tend to several other children milling around her, he sighed and said, "Every time."
A jogger, running down a country road, is startled as a horse yells at him, "Hey! Come over here, buddy!" The jogger is stunned, but runs over to the fence where the horse is standing and asks, "Are you talking to me???" The horse replies, "Sure am! Listen, I've got a problem. I won the Kentucky Derby a few years ago, but then this farmer bought me, and now all I do is pull a plow. I'm sick of it. Why don't you run up to the house and offer him $5,000 to buy me? I'll make you some real money, 'cause I can still run." Dollar signs go off in the jogger's head. So he runs up to the farmhouse, where he finds the old farmer sitting on the porch. The jogger says, "Say, old man, I'll give you $5,000 for that old, broken-down nag you've got out in the field." Says the farmer, "Son, you can't believe everything you hear. He's never even been to Kentucky."
Two out of work Polish bums decided that they would be better off in a more downtown location so they hitched a ride. The driver dropped them off in the city's red-light district. A hooker approached one of the bums and said, "Hey guy, would you like a hand job?" The bum shook his head and said, "Errr, no it's okay!" A few minutes later another hooker approached the bums and said, "Hey guy,would you like a blow job?" The bum again shook his head and said, "Errr, no it's okay!" After the hooker left the bum turned to his buddy and said, "We'd better go back where we came from. We've only been here 10 minutes and we've been offered two jobs already!"
Grandpa and Grandma were living with their son and daughter-in-law. Grandpa noticed that his son had a bottle of Viagra and asked if he could have one. His son said, "Dad, I don't think you should take one - they're very strong and expensive." Grandpa said, "I know, but I want to try one. How much are they??" His son replied, "$10 each." Grandpa only had a $50 bill but was going to the bank. He told his son that he would leave $10 under his pillow that night. The next morning his son found $110 under his pillow and said, "Dad, I told you it was only $10. There's $110 under my pillow!" Grandpa said, "That's ok, the $100 bill is from Grandma!"
Grandpa and Grandma were living with their son and daughter-in-law. Grandpa noticed that his son had a bottle of Viagra and asked if he could have one. His son said, "Dad, I don't think you should take one - they're very strong and expensive." Grandpa said, "I know, but I want to try one. How much are they??" His son replied, "$10 each." Grandpa only had a $50 bill but was going to the bank. He told his son that he would leave $10 under his pillow that night. The next morning his son found $110 under his pillow and said, "Dad, I told you it was only $10. There's $110 under my pillow!" Grandpa said, "That's ok, the other $100 is from Grandma!"
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