The Priest’s Ass

Father Michael wanted to raise money for his church, and on being told that there was a fortune in horse racing, decided to purchase one and enter it in the races. However at the local auction, the going price for horses was so high that he ended up buying a donkey instead. He figured that since he had it, he might as well go ahead and enter it in the races.

To everyone’s surprise, the donkey came in third. The next day the local paper carried this headline:

“FATHER MICHAEL’S ASS SHOWS”

The priest was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and this time it won, and the paper read:

“FATHER MICHAEL’S ASS OUT IN FRONT”

The Bishop was upset with this kind of publicity, and ordered Father Michael not to enter the donkey in another race. The paper’s headline read:

“BISHOP SCRATCHES FATHER MICHAEL’S ASS”

The Bishop was furious, so he ordered the priest to get rid of the donkey. Father Michael decided to give it to one of the nuns in a nearby convent. The next day, the paper’s headline read:

“SISTER MARY HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN”

The Bishop nearly fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.00, and the next day the headline read:

“SISTER MARY SELLS ASS FOR $10.00”

This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey, lead it to the plains where it could run wild and free. By now you probably can imagine what the headline in the paper read:

“SISTER MARY ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE”

The Unusual Request

The sexy housewife was built so well that the TV repairman couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. Every time she came into the room, he’d nearly jerk his neck out of joint just to get a look at her.

After he finished the job, she paid him and said, “I’m going to make a… well… unusual request. But first you have to promise me that you’ll keep it a secret, OK?”

The repairman quickly agreed and she went on. “Well, it’s kind of embarrassing to talk about, but while my husband is a kind, decent man, he has a certain physical weakness. A certain disability. Now, I’m a woman and you’re such a big strapping young man… ”

The repairman was so excited he could hardly speak, but managed to mutter, “Yes? Go on!”

“And since I’ve been wanting to ask you ever since you walked in that door…”

“Yes? Yes?!”

“Would you help me move my refrigerator?”

Drinking in the Doghouse

A glum looking man was sitting at the bar. The bartender asked, “Hey buddy, what’s got you down?”

“My wife kicked me out of the house,” replied the melancholy gent.

“Why’d she do that?” asked the barkeep.

“Well, the other night I came home, and she reminded me that it was our anniversary.”

“Oh no,” said the bartender. “You forgot it, didn’t you.”

“Yeah,” said the man, “but that’s not what got me in trouble.”

“Really, what was it then?” asked the barman.

“She said she wanted me to take her someplace pricey.”

“So where’d you take her?”

“The gas station.”

Hair Removal

A woman found out her dog could hardly hear so she took it to the veterinarian. He found that the problem was hair in its ears. He trimmed and cleaned both ears, and the dog could hear fine.

The vet then proceeded to tell the lady that if she wanted to keep this from reoccurring, she should go to the store and get some depilatory cream and rub it in the dog’s ears once a month.

The lady went to the drug store and asked for some depilatory cream.

As the druggist handed her a tube of “Nair”, he told her, “If you’re going to use this under your arms don’t use deodorant for a few days.”

The lady replied, “I’m not using it under my arms.”

The druggist then advised, “If you’re using it on your legs don’t shave for a couple of days.”

The lady said, “I’m not using it on my legs either. If you must know, I’m using it on my Schnauzer.”

The druggist furrowed his brow, and then said, “Stay off your bicycle for a week.”

An Incident at Area 51

Late one afternoon, the Air Force folks out at Area 51 were very surprised to see a Cessna landing at their “secret” base. They immediately impounded the aircraft and hauled the pilot into an interrogation room.

The pilot’s story was that he took off from Vegas, got lost, and spotted the Base just as he was about to run out of fuel. The Air Force started a full FBI background check on the pilot and held him overnight during the investigation.

By the next day, they were finally convinced that the pilot really was lost and wasn’t a spy. They gassed up his airplane, gave him a terrifying “you-did-not-see-a-base” briefing, complete with threats of spending the rest of his life in prison, told him Vegas was that-a-way on such-and-such a heading, and sent him on his way.

The day after that though, to the total disbelief of the Air Force, the same Cessna showed up again. Once again, the MP’s surrounded the plane, only this time there were two people in the plane.

The same pilot jumped out and said, “Do anything you want to me, but my wife is in the plane and you have to tell her where I was last night!”

Sunday, June 25, 2017



The Garden is Doing Well

Did I mention I was growing some tomatoes this year? I thought I mentioned that… Yeah. Also I think I mentioned my experiment that I’d been running with seven (7) different varieties: Supersonic, Sugary, La Roma II, Rutgers, Bush Goliath, Sweet Millions, and San Marzano. I’ve got one of each turned upside down and growing out of the bottom of hanging planters.

Since I bought two of each, I gave the two sauce tomatoes to my neighbor and put the other five in the ground on the side of the house. The results have been remarkable.

Now you may be wondering if I’d ever grown tomatoes before. Well, yes. But this year, I’m using some premium name-brand potting soil. Even the ones in the ground got planted in the stuff, because I dug out a large hole, filled it with the potting soil, then planted the tomato seedling in it, then covered it in a thin layer of my native dirt. It’s like the plant gets to start out in a well drained pot, and when it outgrows the pot, it’s already in the dirt with a tomato cage around it.

So while the hanging plants have done much better than previous attempts, the tomatoes I put in the ground are truly astonishing.

Pax,

-f2x

Aging Romance

Claude and Maude were both in their 80’s. Both of them were living in the same retirement village in Florida.

One evening they met at the singles club meeting and discovered over time that they enjoyed each others company.

After several weeks of meeting for coffee, Claude asked Maude out for dinner and much to his delight, she accepted.

They had a lovely evening.

They dined at the most romantic restaurant in town. Despite their age, they went to his place for an after-dinner drink.

Things continued along a natural course and age being no inhibitor, Maude soon joined Claude for a most enjoyable roll in the sack. As they were basking in the glow of the magic moments they’d shared, each was lost for a time in their own thoughts.

Claude was thinking, “If I’d known she was a virgin, I would have been gentler.”

Meanwhile, Maude was thinking, “If I’d known he could still do it, I would have taken off my pantyhose.”

Bass Note Bracelet

A lady walked into a fancy jewelry store. She browsed around, spotted a beautiful diamond bracelet and walked over to inspect it.

As she bent over to look more closely she inadvertently broke wind. Very embarrassed, she looked around nervously to see if anyone had noticed her little accident and prayed that a sales person wasn’t nearby.

As she turned around, her worst nightmare materialized in the form of a salesman standing right behind her.

Cool as a cucumber and displaying complete professionalism, the salesman greeted the lady with, “Good day, Madam How may we help you today?”

Very uncomfortably, but hoping that the salesman may not have been there at the time of her little accident, she asked, “Sir, what is the price of this lovely bracelet?”

He answered, “Madam, if you farted just looking at it, you’re going to shit when I tell you the price.”

Endearing Terms

A guy was invited to an old friend’s home for dinner. His buddy, an elderly gentleman, preceded every request to his wife by endearing terms, calling her Honey, My Love, Darling, Sweetheart, Pumpkin, etc.

He was impressed since the couple had been married almost 60 years.

While the wife was off in the kitchen he said to his buddy, “I think it’s wonderful that after all the years you’ve been married, you still call your wife those pet names.”

His buddy hung his head. “To tell you the truth, I forgot her name about ten years ago.”