This was copied from the Callaway (Nebraska) Courier:
The confession
The confession
“Hi Fred,
this is Alan next door. I have
a confession to make. I’ve
been feeling guilty these past
few months and have been
trying to pluck up the courage
to tell you, but at least I’m
telling you now in a text
message as I feel bad about you
not knowing. “The truth
is I have been sharing your
wife a lot lately. In fact,
probably more than you. I haven’t
been able to get it at home
recently, but that’s no excuse, I
know. The temptation was too
much. I feel so guilty
and I hope you will accept my
sincerest apologies.It won't happen again. Please suggest a
usage fee and I’ll pay you.”
Fred,
feeling betrayed and insulted,
grabbed his gun (He is an
American!) rushed next door and
shot his neighbor dead. He
returned home, poured
himself a stiff drink and sat down
on the sofa to reflect.
Then he took out his phone
and saw he had a second
message from his neighbor:
“Hi Fred,
Alan here again. Sorry about
the typo on my last text. I
guess you figured it out
anyway — the darned Auto-Correct
changed ‘Wi-Fi’ to ‘wife’.
Technology, hey? “Regards,
Alan”
* * *
Little Johnny
A teacher
asked her sixth grade class
how many of them were Hillary
Clinton fans. Not really
knowing what a Hillary Clinton fan
is, but wanting to be liked by
the teacher, all the kids raised
their hands except for Little
Johnny…
The teacher
asked Little Johnny why
he has decided to be different…
Again.
Little
Johnny said, “Because I’m not a
Hillary Clinton fan.”
The teacher
asked, “Why aren’t you a
fan of Hillary Clinton?”
Johnny said,
“Because I’m a
Republican.”
The teacher
asked him why he’s a
Republican.
Little
Johnny answered, “Well, my
Mom’s a Republican and my Dad’s
a Republican, so I’m a
Republican.”
Annoyed by
this answer, the teacher
asked, “If your mom was a
moron and your dad was an
idiot, what would that make
you?”
Little
Johnny replied, “That would
make me a Hillary Clinton fan.”
* * *
Wet paint
My wife,
Julie, had been after me for
several weeks to paint the
seat on our toilet. Finally, I
got around to doing it while
Julie was out. After finishing, I
left to take care of another
matter before she returned.
She came in
and undressed to take a
shower. Before getting in the
shower, she sat on the
toilet. As she tried to stand up,
she realized that the not-quite-dry
epoxy paint had glued her to
the toilet seat. About that
time, I got home and realized
her predicament. We both
pushed and pulled
without any success
whatsoever.
Finally, in desperation,
I undid the toilet seat bolts.
Julie wrapped a sheet around
herself and I drove her
to the hospital emergency
room.
The ER
Doctor got her into a position
where he could study how to
free her (Try to get a mental
picture of this). Julie tried
to lighten the embarrassment
of it all by saying, “Well,
Doctor, I’ll bet you’ve never
seen anything like this
before.”
The Doctor
replied, “Actually, I’ve seen
lots of them. I just never
saw one mounted and framed.”
* * *
Sayings
There are
two sides to every divorce:
Yours and dip’s. The closest
I ever got to a 4.0 in
college was my blood alcohol
content. I live in my
own little world, but
it’s okay. Everyone knows me
here. I saw a very
large woman wearing a
sweatshirt with “Guess” on
it. I said, “Left Tackle?”
I’m old, and
I don’t do drugs. I
find I get the same effect just
by standing up really fast. I don’t like
political jokes. I’ve
seen too many get elected. The most
precious thing we have is
life, yet it has absolutely no trade-in
value.
If life deals you lemons, make lemonade. If life deals you tomatoes, make Bloody Marys.
If life deals you lemons, make lemonade. If life deals you tomatoes, make Bloody Marys.
My Best
Shopping tip: You can get
shoes for a buck at bowling
alleys.
Every day I
beat my previous record of
consecutive days I’ve
stayed alive.
No one ever
says, “It’s only a game!”
when their team’s winning.
Ever notice
that people who spend
money on beer, cigarettes
and lottery tickets are always
complaining about being broke
and not feeling well?
Isn’t having
a smoking section in a
restaurant like having a
peeing section in a swimming
pool?
Marriage
changes passion suddenly you’re
in bed with a relative.
Why is it
that most nudists are people
you don’t want to see naked?
Snowmen fall
from Heaven unassembled.
Now that
food has replaced sex in my
life, I can’t even get into my own
pants.
I signed up
for an exercise class and
was told to wear loose
fitting clothing. If I HAD any
loose fitting clothing, I wouldn’t
need the freakin’
class!
Don’t argue
with an idiot; people
watching may not be able to tell
the difference.
Wouldn’t you
know it! Brain cells
come and brain cells go,
but FAT cells live forever.
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