Best joke wins a ZMAX 510 battery mod!
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Alright, so here's what we're gonna do.
There are four prizes.
1) Zmax 510 - the big daddy.
2) Sampler Pack of the best eliquid in the world, yo! 10x 5ml bottles.
3) Kanger Protank Mini, nothin wrong with that!
4) 30ml bottle of our upcoming, currently unreleased BTC eliquid. No one outside of Vapor Station has tried this stuff, so you'll be the first.
There will be a first place, second place, third place, and fourth place winner.
1st place gets first choice.
2nd place gets second.
3rd place gets third.
4th place gets whatever is leftover.
There are four prizes.
1) Zmax 510 - the big daddy.
2) Sampler Pack of the best eliquid in the world, yo! 10x 5ml bottles.
3) Kanger Protank Mini, nothin wrong with that!
4) 30ml bottle of our upcoming, currently unreleased BTC eliquid. No one outside of Vapor Station has tried this stuff, so you'll be the first.
There will be a first place, second place, third place, and fourth place winner.
1st place gets first choice.
2nd place gets second.
3rd place gets third.
4th place gets whatever is leftover.
Ok, this is my last one... I swear!!
And it is one that really needs to be told in person, but I will try my best to get it across on paper...
(Note: The parts with **'s involve some participation on my part... )
World's Best and Laziest Lover
A girl was sitting around one day, reading the Personal's Ads in the local paper... when one of them catches her eye. All it says is:
"The World's Best and Laziest Lover" and has an address at the bottom.
With her curiosity getting the better of her, she decides to take a drive out to the address in the ad.
She pulls up to a nice looking place in a quiet neighborhood... with tree-lined streets and neatly manicured lawns.
Feeling a little more reassured, she musters up all of her courage, walks up to the front door, and politely knocks.
A very handsome young man opens the door, and when she explains her reason for being there, he invites her in.
They sit down in the living room, where he opens a bottle of wine, and they make small talk for a while... after a couple of glasses of wine, she finally gets up the nerve to ask him about the ad.
"I'm just curious...", she says, "Just exactly what makes you the 'world's best lover'??"
He reaches down, unzips his pants, pulls 'it' out, and *snaps* his fingers. Much to her surprise, it gets stiff and grows a little bit.
"Hey, that's a pretty good trick... can I see that again??" she says.
So he *snaps* his fingers again and it grows a little more.
"How about one more time??" she says, with her eyes full of wonder.
He gratefully obliges and *snaps* his fingers once more...
Now she is looking at it in amazement, but says to him, "Whoa!! That's a little more than I can handle... can you put it back down a little bit??"
He smiles and winks at her, *claps* his hands, and it gets a little smaller again.
"Okay, okay...". she says, with her face flushed from embarrassment, "You have proven what makes you the 'world's best lover'... now what makes you think you are also the world's 'laziest'??"
He just sits back without saying a word and goes *snap - clap*, *snap - clap*, *snap - clap*...
That's all folks!!!
Thanks for having a contest where we could ALL get a few chuckles...
and Good Luck Everyone!!
And it is one that really needs to be told in person, but I will try my best to get it across on paper...
(Note: The parts with **'s involve some participation on my part...
)World's Best and Laziest Lover
A girl was sitting around one day, reading the Personal's Ads in the local paper... when one of them catches her eye. All it says is:
"The World's Best and Laziest Lover" and has an address at the bottom.
With her curiosity getting the better of her, she decides to take a drive out to the address in the ad.
She pulls up to a nice looking place in a quiet neighborhood... with tree-lined streets and neatly manicured lawns.
Feeling a little more reassured, she musters up all of her courage, walks up to the front door, and politely knocks.
A very handsome young man opens the door, and when she explains her reason for being there, he invites her in.
They sit down in the living room, where he opens a bottle of wine, and they make small talk for a while... after a couple of glasses of wine, she finally gets up the nerve to ask him about the ad.
"I'm just curious...", she says, "Just exactly what makes you the 'world's best lover'??"
He reaches down, unzips his pants, pulls 'it' out, and *snaps* his fingers. Much to her surprise, it gets stiff and grows a little bit.
"Hey, that's a pretty good trick... can I see that again??" she says.
So he *snaps* his fingers again and it grows a little more.
"How about one more time??" she says, with her eyes full of wonder.
He gratefully obliges and *snaps* his fingers once more...
Now she is looking at it in amazement, but says to him, "Whoa!! That's a little more than I can handle... can you put it back down a little bit??"
He smiles and winks at her, *claps* his hands, and it gets a little smaller again.
"Okay, okay...". she says, with her face flushed from embarrassment, "You have proven what makes you the 'world's best lover'... now what makes you think you are also the world's 'laziest'??"
He just sits back without saying a word and goes *snap - clap*, *snap - clap*, *snap - clap*...
That's all folks!!!
Thanks for having a contest where we could ALL get a few chuckles...
and Good Luck Everyone!!
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OMG!! I can't believe you are gonna make us wait another day to find out the results!!!
(and I posted one more, but it took me so long to write it out that I missed the cut-off...
n/p)
I'm so sorry about the loss of your fur baby... and although I posted a rather cute joke about a Cat who goes to Heaven earlier... from the looks of your avi, I would say that you are more of a Dog person!!
So this one is for you...
A Heaven Joke That Will Make You Think
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk behind the gate.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't allow pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," he answered.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."
I'm so sorry about the loss of your fur baby... and although I posted a rather cute joke about a Cat who goes to Heaven earlier... from the looks of your avi, I would say that you are more of a Dog person!!
So this one is for you...
A Heaven Joke That Will Make You Think
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk behind the gate.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't allow pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," he answered.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."
D'awwwwwww
OMG!! I can't believe you are gonna make us wait another day to find out the results!!!
(and I posted one more, but it took me so long to write it out that I missed the cut-off...
Fair enough.
I'll announce winners tomorrow!
best version I, could find of it... Love this joke...told it many times..
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Via a possessed phone thats autocorrect is just silly
Not even concerned about winning anymore, just enjoying this awesome joke thread now. Because you made it a contest, most people brought their "A Game". It made for a great read. Thanks Eric!
Ok.. Another favorite... I tell this one when I have a captive audience, or I don't like you, or I tell you that you don't want to hear this one and you insist.. Sometimes I make it longer than this, sometimes shorter... Depends...
A day before his 15th birthday, the son of a wealthy family was asked by his father, `Well my son, what would you like for your birthday?'
The son hesitated a moment and his father's thoughts leapt ahead to a new computer and similar things. However, his son had had a new computer only recently and could have a new one any time he wished.
Finally, the son said, `Father, I have everything a boy could wish for, but there is one thing I would really like. I would love to have a pink ping pong ball.'
The father was rather astonished at this wish, but said, `If it is a pink ping pong ball that you want, a pink ping pong ball you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the son was given as his bithday present a pink ping pong ball.
The boy took the ball to his room and the next morning the pink ping pong ball was gone. The father was mildly surprised but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong ball, however, was never seen again.
The next year, a day before his 16th birthday, the father asked his son what he would like for his birthday.
`Father,' replied the son, `I have everything a boy could possibly wish for, but there is one thing I would really, really like. I would love to have a tenpack of pink ping pong balls.'
The father was more surprised than the year before, but kept his curiosity at bay, for he knew that his son had a right for privacy. he said therefore, `If it is a tenpack of pink ping pong balls that you want, a tenpack of pink ping pong balls you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the son was given as his birthday present a tenpack of pink ping pong balls.
The boy took the tenpack of balls to his room and the next morning, not a single ball remained, merely the empty husk of the tenpack. The father wondered where ten pink ping pong balls might disappear to, but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong balls, however, were never seen again.
The next year, a day before his 17th birthday, the son was asked by his father what he would like for his birthday.
`Father,' said the son to this, `I have everything a boy could wish for, but one thing would make my happiness complete. I would dearly want a carton of pink ping pong balls.'
The father was beyond surprise, but decided to make sure he had not misheard. `A carton of pink ping pong balls?'
`A carton of pink ping pong balls,' the boy confirmed.
`I can't understand your fascination with pink ping pong balls,' said the father, `but if it is a carton of pink ping pong balls that you want, it is a carton of pink ping pong balls that you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the boy was given as his birthday present a carton of pink ping pong balls.
The boy was delighted and took the carton to his room. The next day, miraculously (as if by magic, even) the pink ping pong balls had all disappeared.
`Dear son,' said the father, `I must ask now, what do you do with all those pink ping pong balls?'
The son, however, was reluctant to tell him. `Please humour me, dear father.'
The carton of pink ping pong balls, however, was never seen again.
The next year, it was clear that the son would get a car, but the father felt that, perhaps, his son also had some other wish apart from the obvious. So, one day before the son's 18th birthday, the father asked him whether he had a special wish for his birthday.
`Dearest father,' the son started, `I have everything a young man could possibly want, but there is one craving in me. I would, more than anything, want a warehouse full of pink ping pong balls.'
One of these years, his father thought, I should get to the bottom of this. However, he decided to humour his son's wish. At least he had been wise enough to buy shares in a pink ping pong ball factory.
The next day, the son was given the address of a warehouse where all his new pink ping pong balls were stored. The son was delighted and decided to spend the next night in the warehouse rather than at home.
The following morning, the son stepped out of the warehouse, but it seemed to be empty otherwise. The father had a closer look and indeed, apart from empty cardboard boxes, nothing was left inside the warehouse. No pink ping pong balls were left.
The following year, one day before the son's 19th birthday, the father braced himself for another warehouse of pink ping pong balls. He asked his son what his deepest desire was and he had not been entirely wrong.
`Father, you have made me very happy these last years and this year I ask of you a shipload of pink ping pong balls if at all possible.'
It was possible, if only because the father had by now bought each and every factory of pink ping pong balls in the country.
The next day, the father took his son to the harbour and showed him a huge tanker and told his son that there were millions, billions, trillions of pink ping pong balls in there.
`Father,' the son said, `You've made me very happy yet again.'
That night, the son spent on board the tanker.
The next morning, not a single of the pink ping pong balls could be found, but the son was happy.
A few days before his 20th birthday, however, the son had a terrible road accident and was taken to the hospital.
His father visited the young man in hospital. `My dear son! Can I bring you anything to make you feel better?'
Weakly, the son sat up in bed. `Father, dearest father, grant me this wish; just one tenpack of pink ping pong balls.'
The father held his son's hand tightly. `Whatever you wish my son, but I have to give you one condition. Even if it may be embarrassing, I must know what you did with all those pink ping pong balls.'
`Very well, father, but please indulge me first. I will tell you whatever you wish to know after you have given me the ten pink ping pong balls.'
The father thought that was fair enough and the next day brought his son the ten asked for pink ping pong balls. The son smiled weakly but seemed too weak to talk.
`Son, I leave these pink ping pong balls with you and shall come back tomorrow to ask of you what you have done with all those pink ping pong balls.'
The son nodded weakly.
The next day, less than surprisingly, no pink ping pong balls could be found in the son's hospital room.
`Now, my dearest son, apple of my eye, treasure of my life, please tell me what you did with all those pink ping pong balls,' the father requested.
The son nodded and the father gripped his hand tighter.
`I-' the son started and sat up a bit, swallowing with a dry mouth.
`I- I-'
Then he died.
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A day before his 15th birthday, the son of a wealthy family was asked by his father, `Well my son, what would you like for your birthday?'
The son hesitated a moment and his father's thoughts leapt ahead to a new computer and similar things. However, his son had had a new computer only recently and could have a new one any time he wished.
Finally, the son said, `Father, I have everything a boy could wish for, but there is one thing I would really like. I would love to have a pink ping pong ball.'
The father was rather astonished at this wish, but said, `If it is a pink ping pong ball that you want, a pink ping pong ball you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the son was given as his bithday present a pink ping pong ball.
The boy took the ball to his room and the next morning the pink ping pong ball was gone. The father was mildly surprised but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong ball, however, was never seen again.
The next year, a day before his 16th birthday, the father asked his son what he would like for his birthday.
`Father,' replied the son, `I have everything a boy could possibly wish for, but there is one thing I would really, really like. I would love to have a tenpack of pink ping pong balls.'
The father was more surprised than the year before, but kept his curiosity at bay, for he knew that his son had a right for privacy. he said therefore, `If it is a tenpack of pink ping pong balls that you want, a tenpack of pink ping pong balls you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the son was given as his birthday present a tenpack of pink ping pong balls.
The boy took the tenpack of balls to his room and the next morning, not a single ball remained, merely the empty husk of the tenpack. The father wondered where ten pink ping pong balls might disappear to, but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong balls, however, were never seen again.
The next year, a day before his 17th birthday, the son was asked by his father what he would like for his birthday.
`Father,' said the son to this, `I have everything a boy could wish for, but one thing would make my happiness complete. I would dearly want a carton of pink ping pong balls.'
The father was beyond surprise, but decided to make sure he had not misheard. `A carton of pink ping pong balls?'
`A carton of pink ping pong balls,' the boy confirmed.
`I can't understand your fascination with pink ping pong balls,' said the father, `but if it is a carton of pink ping pong balls that you want, it is a carton of pink ping pong balls that you shall have.'
And so, the next day, the boy was given as his birthday present a carton of pink ping pong balls.
The boy was delighted and took the carton to his room. The next day, miraculously (as if by magic, even) the pink ping pong balls had all disappeared.
`Dear son,' said the father, `I must ask now, what do you do with all those pink ping pong balls?'
The son, however, was reluctant to tell him. `Please humour me, dear father.'
The carton of pink ping pong balls, however, was never seen again.
The next year, it was clear that the son would get a car, but the father felt that, perhaps, his son also had some other wish apart from the obvious. So, one day before the son's 18th birthday, the father asked him whether he had a special wish for his birthday.
`Dearest father,' the son started, `I have everything a young man could possibly want, but there is one craving in me. I would, more than anything, want a warehouse full of pink ping pong balls.'
One of these years, his father thought, I should get to the bottom of this. However, he decided to humour his son's wish. At least he had been wise enough to buy shares in a pink ping pong ball factory.
The next day, the son was given the address of a warehouse where all his new pink ping pong balls were stored. The son was delighted and decided to spend the next night in the warehouse rather than at home.
The following morning, the son stepped out of the warehouse, but it seemed to be empty otherwise. The father had a closer look and indeed, apart from empty cardboard boxes, nothing was left inside the warehouse. No pink ping pong balls were left.
The following year, one day before the son's 19th birthday, the father braced himself for another warehouse of pink ping pong balls. He asked his son what his deepest desire was and he had not been entirely wrong.
`Father, you have made me very happy these last years and this year I ask of you a shipload of pink ping pong balls if at all possible.'
It was possible, if only because the father had by now bought each and every factory of pink ping pong balls in the country.
The next day, the father took his son to the harbour and showed him a huge tanker and told his son that there were millions, billions, trillions of pink ping pong balls in there.
`Father,' the son said, `You've made me very happy yet again.'
That night, the son spent on board the tanker.
The next morning, not a single of the pink ping pong balls could be found, but the son was happy.
A few days before his 20th birthday, however, the son had a terrible road accident and was taken to the hospital.
His father visited the young man in hospital. `My dear son! Can I bring you anything to make you feel better?'
Weakly, the son sat up in bed. `Father, dearest father, grant me this wish; just one tenpack of pink ping pong balls.'
The father held his son's hand tightly. `Whatever you wish my son, but I have to give you one condition. Even if it may be embarrassing, I must know what you did with all those pink ping pong balls.'
`Very well, father, but please indulge me first. I will tell you whatever you wish to know after you have given me the ten pink ping pong balls.'
The father thought that was fair enough and the next day brought his son the ten asked for pink ping pong balls. The son smiled weakly but seemed too weak to talk.
`Son, I leave these pink ping pong balls with you and shall come back tomorrow to ask of you what you have done with all those pink ping pong balls.'
The son nodded weakly.
The next day, less than surprisingly, no pink ping pong balls could be found in the son's hospital room.
`Now, my dearest son, apple of my eye, treasure of my life, please tell me what you did with all those pink ping pong balls,' the father requested.
The son nodded and the father gripped his hand tighter.
`I-' the son started and sat up a bit, swallowing with a dry mouth.
`I- I-'
Then he died.
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You son-of-a...............................................................................................
My favorite joke of all time is:
What did a fish say when it hit a wall?
Dam.
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There's another one I love, but it's one of the most annoying jokes ever made and is based on a Neil Hamburger routine.
What did a fish say when it hit a wall?
Dam.
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There's another one I love, but it's one of the most annoying jokes ever made and is based on a Neil Hamburger routine.
You son-of-a...............................................................................................
That's a typical response and was mine when I heard it first.. But then I thought.. Well I had to hear it, so.... Lolol...
Sorry! But it is fun to tell..just run and hide when you finish!
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Once upon a time there were these three Foots. There was Foot, Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot. They were the best of friends--they went to school together; they worked together and they lived together.
One day, while Foot Foot Foot was at work, Foot got sick. Foot Foot tried to help him; he made Foot chicken soup, he brought Foot water, he sang Foot "soft kitty" songs and held the trash can when Foot got sick. All day long Foot Foot took care of Foot, but when Foot Foot Foot came home from work Foot was even worse. Foot Foot said, "Foot Foot Foot! Foot's sick!" Foot Foot Foot said "Dont worry Foot Foot, I'll call the doctor."
Foot Foot Foot called the doctor, "Doctor, Doctor! Come quick! Foot's sick. "The doctor said, "OK Foot Foot Foot. I'll be right there."
The doctor came, went into Foot's room and closed the door. After awhile he came out and said, "Foot Foot, Foot Foot Foot, I have some bad news: I'm afraid Foot is gong to die." Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot were so upset, but sure enough, the next morning Foot died.
They were so sad. But after awhile they returned to their lives. One day Foot Foot Foot comes home from work and Foot Foot is sick. Not wanting to take any chances Foot Foot Foot called the doctor. He said, "Doctor, Doctor! Come quick! Foot Foot is sick." The doctor said, "Calm down, Foot Foot Foot. I'll be right there."
The doctor arrives, goes into Foot Foot's bedroom and closes the door. After a while he comes out and says, "Foot Foot Foot, I am afraid I have bad news again: Foot Foot is going to die."
Foot Foot Foot grabs the doctor's arm, falls to his knees and says, "Doctor, Doctor! Say it isn't so! I've already got one Foot in the grave!"
One day, while Foot Foot Foot was at work, Foot got sick. Foot Foot tried to help him; he made Foot chicken soup, he brought Foot water, he sang Foot "soft kitty" songs and held the trash can when Foot got sick. All day long Foot Foot took care of Foot, but when Foot Foot Foot came home from work Foot was even worse. Foot Foot said, "Foot Foot Foot! Foot's sick!" Foot Foot Foot said "Dont worry Foot Foot, I'll call the doctor."
Foot Foot Foot called the doctor, "Doctor, Doctor! Come quick! Foot's sick. "The doctor said, "OK Foot Foot Foot. I'll be right there."
The doctor came, went into Foot's room and closed the door. After awhile he came out and said, "Foot Foot, Foot Foot Foot, I have some bad news: I'm afraid Foot is gong to die." Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot were so upset, but sure enough, the next morning Foot died.
They were so sad. But after awhile they returned to their lives. One day Foot Foot Foot comes home from work and Foot Foot is sick. Not wanting to take any chances Foot Foot Foot called the doctor. He said, "Doctor, Doctor! Come quick! Foot Foot is sick." The doctor said, "Calm down, Foot Foot Foot. I'll be right there."
The doctor arrives, goes into Foot Foot's bedroom and closes the door. After a while he comes out and says, "Foot Foot Foot, I am afraid I have bad news again: Foot Foot is going to die."
Foot Foot Foot grabs the doctor's arm, falls to his knees and says, "Doctor, Doctor! Say it isn't so! I've already got one Foot in the grave!"
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A man and a friend are playing golf one day at their local golf course. One of the guys is about to chip onto the green when he sees a long funeral procession on the road next to the course. He stops in mid-swing, takes off his golf cap, closes his eyes, and bows down in prayer..
His friend says: Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen. You truly are a kind man..
The man then replies: Yeah, well we were married 35 years. .
His friend says: Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen. You truly are a kind man..
The man then replies: Yeah, well we were married 35 years. .
Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak
A man was visiting his wife in hospital where she has been in a coma for several years. On this visit he decides to rub her left breast instead of just talking to her. On doing this she lets out a sigh. The man runs out and tells the doctor who says this is a good sign and suggests he should try rubbing her right breast to see if there is any reaction. The man goes in and rubs her right breast and this brings a moan. From this, the doctor suggests that the man should go in and try oral sex, saying he will wait outside as it is a personal act and he doesn't want the man to be embarrassed. The man goes in then comes out about five minutes later, white as a sheet and tells the doctor his wife is dead. The doctor asks what happened to which the man replies: "She choked."
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