I DO, I DON'T?
The 1st Affair
>
>A married man
was having an affair with his secretary.
>One day they went to her place and made love all afternoon.
>Exhausted, they fell asleep and woke up at 8 PM.
>The man hurriedly dressed and told his lover to take his shoes
>
>outside and rub them in the grass and dirt.
>He put on his shoes and drove home.
>'Where have you been?' his wife demanded.
>'I can't lie to you,' he replied, 'I'm having an affair
with my secretary.
>We had sex all afternoon.'
>She looked down at his shoes and said: 'You lying bastard!
>You've been playing golf!'
>
>
>The 2nd Affair
>A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters
>but always talked about having a son.
>They decided to try one last time for the son they always wanted.
>The wife got pregnant and delivered a healthy baby boy.
>The joyful father rushed to the nursery to see his new son.
>He was
horrified at the ugliest child he had ever seen.
>He told his wife: 'There's no way I can be the father of this
baby.
>Look at the two beautiful daughters I fathered!
>Have you been fooling around behind my back?'
>The wife smiled sweetly and replied:
>'Not this time!'
>
>
>The 3rd Affair
>A mortician was working late one night.
>He examined the body of Mr. Schwartz, about
>
>to be cremated, and made a startling discovery.
>Schwartz had the largest private part
>he had ever seen!
>'I'm sorry Mr. Schwartz,' the mortician
>commented, 'I can't allow you to be cremated
>with such an impressive private part.
>It must be saved for posterity.'
>So, he removed it, stuffed it into his briefcase,
>and took it home 'I have something to show
>you won't believe,' he said to his wife,
>opening his briefcase.
>'My God!'
the wife exclaimed,
>'Schwartz is dead!'
>
>
>The 4th Affair
>A woman was in bed with her lover
>when she heard her husband opening the front door.
>'Hurry,' she said, 'stand in the corner.'
>She rubbed baby oil all over him,
>then dusted him with talcum powder.
>'Don't move until I tell you,' she said, 'pretend
you're a statue.'
>'What's this?' the husband inquired as he entered the room.
>'Oh it's a statue,' she replied,
>'the Smiths bought one and I liked it
>so I got one for us, too.'
>No more was said, not even when they went to bed.
>Around 2 AM the husband got up,
>went to the kitchen and returned
>with a sandwich and a beer.
>'Here,' he said to the statue, have this.
>I stood like that for two days at the Smiths
>and nobody offered me a damned thing.'
>
>
>The 5th Affair
>A man walked
into a cafe, went to the bar and ordered a beer.
>'Certainly, Sir, that'll be one cent.' 'One Cent?' the
man exclaimed.
>He glanced at the menu and asked: 'How much for a nice juicy steak
>and a bottle of w ine?' 'A nickel,' the barman replied.
>'A nickel?' exclaimed the man.
>'Where's the guy who owns this place?'
>The bartender replied: 'Upstairs, with my wife.'
>The man asked: 'What's he doing upstairs with your wife?'
>The bartender replied: 'The same thing I'm doing
>to his business down here.'
>
>The 6th Affair
>Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside.
>He looked up and said weakly:
>'I have something I must confess.'
>'There's no need to, 'his wife replied.
>'No,' he insisted, 'I want to die in peace.
>I slept with your sister, your best friend,
>her best friend, and your mother!'
>"I know," she replied,
>"now
just rest and let the poison work.'"
Monday, June 16, 2008
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