The 8-year-old choir boy was exploring the church, when he caught the priest masturbating.
“What are you doing, Father?” he asked innocently.
“It’s called masturbating,” the priest replied. “You’ll be doing this soon.”
“Why, Father?” he asked.
The priest answered, “Because my wrist is killing me.”
Two men were drowning their sorrows at the bar. After the first one tells his tale of shame and regret, the other said, “You think that’s bad? Even though I know it’s unethical, I keep having sex with one of my patients. If any of my colleagues, staff, or clients find out, I’m sure it will ruin me!”
“I wouldn’t be so hard on yourself,” said the first guy. “It’s not like you’re the first doctor to fall in love with a patient.”
“Oh sure,” said the second man, “but I bet they weren’t veterinarians.”
Dirty Grandpa Harry was feeling a bit frisky one night. Not wanting to waste a rare erection he nudged Grandma laying in bed next to him.
“Hey Ethel,” he said as he lifted the sheets. “How’d you like to put your teeth around this beauty!”
Bleary eyed she reached over to the nightstand and grabbed her dentures. As she handed them to Harry, she said, “You go right ahead, but try not to disturb me.”
John was in a bar looking very dejected.
His friend, Steve, walked over and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s my mother-in-law,” John replied, while shaking his head sadly. “I have a real problem with her.”
“Cheer up,” Steve said. “Everyone has problems with their mother-in-law.”
“Yeah,” John answered. “But I got mine pregnant.”
Are You Ready For Some Jokes?!
OK everybody, I’m finally ready to come back now. The sight has received a fresh install of WordPress, all the plugins are up to date, the database has been cleaned and polished to a high gloss finish, and I finally tracked down one of my primary contributors… who probably doesn’t know that they are a contributor.
I’m just saying that things are finally getting back to normal around here., While the summer heat may not be entirely gone, it has started to wane as we enter into fall. I’m feeling much better, and we should be able to resume normal daily jokes starting tomorrow!
Huzzah!
With the good comes the bad.
See the black lab in the picture up there? That’s my dog. Her name is Grace. She’s had a rough summer. Grace had to have surgery to remove a mast cell tumor from her tummy. Sadly, the histopathology report on the tumor wasn’t the best. It seems that while they went deep enough, they didn’t go wide enough. On the bright side, it’s a low grade MCT, so her prognosis isn’t necessarily terrible.
For my fellow viewers with four legged family, please give them a hug for me, and say a prayer for Grace.
Pax,
-f2x
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