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:


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:


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:


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:


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:


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:


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!”