Marvin was diligently walking home when he was accosted by a streetwalker.
She called out, “Hey buddy! How ’bout some relaxing oral sex? Only $50.”
“No way!” Marvin retorted. “I’m married!”
“So what difference does that make?” asked the harlot.
“The difference is,” said Marvin indignantly, “my wife will do it for only $25.”
A lady was looking for a turkey but couldn’t find one big enough. She asked the stock boy, “Do these turkeys get any bigger?”
The stock boy replied, “No, Ma’am. They’re dead.”
A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign came up that read, “Low Bridge Ahead.”
Before he knew it, the bridge was right up on him, and he got stuck under the bridge.
Not long after, cars were backed up for miles and a police car pulled up. The cop got out of his car and walked up to the truck driver.
With his hands on his hips, the officer snarked, “Got stuck, huh?”
The truck driver replied, “Actually, I was delivering this bridge when I ran out of gas.”
Margret prodded Linda about the date she had last night. “So how was it?” She asked. “I heard he’s supposed to be really smart or something.”
“Well he’s an intellectual,” replied Linda. “First he took me out to a very fancy restaurant, and then we went to the opera. Afterward we went back to his place for coffee, and when we got there he started an intellectual conversation. That went on for about half an hour before he finally took out his penis.”
“His penis?” Margret chuckled over the formal nomenclature.
“Yes. Apparently all the intellectuals have them,” said Linda. “It’s like a dick only smaller.”
Mr. and Mrs. Brown were in divorce court. The judge was trying to determine who should get custody of their only child, Joey. In his private chamber he interviewed the young lad and asked him, “So tell me Joey, would you like to live with your mama?”
“Oh no!” cried little Joey. “My mama beats me something terrible!”
“Well then,” continued the judge, “would you prefer to go live with your papa?”
“Oh no!” he cried again. “Papa beats me as bad as mama!”
“Well who would you like to live with?” asked the concerned judge.
“My aunt Martha. She’s my pa’s sister in Cleveland,” said Joey
“Well is there any chance she’d beat you as well?”
“Oh no!” exclaimed little Joey. “The Cleveland Browns never beat anybody!”
Seriously… After losing to Pittsburgh last night, they have an embarrassing 0-11 standing.
An elderly gentleman pleaded, “Doctor, you must help me. Every time I make love to my wife, my eyes get all bleary, my legs go weak, I can hardly catch my breath. Doc, I’m scared!”
The Doctor looked at his 86 year old patient and said, “Mr. Smith, these sensations tend to happen over time, especially to a man of your advanced years, but tell me, when did you first notice these symptoms?”
The old gent replied, “Well, three times last night, and twice again this morning!”
The day care teacher held up a picture and asked, “What’s this?”
“A horsey,” one child answered.
“And this?” the teacher asked.
“A piggy,” replied another youngster.
“And now this one?” asked the teacher, holding up a picture of a male deer with a beautiful rack of antlers.
There was no answer, only total silence.
“Come now, children,” she coaxed, “I’ll give you a little hint. What does your Mommy call your Daddy when they’re being affectionate?
“I know! I know!!” exclaimed one little girl. “It’s a horny bastard!”
Mother Superior was on her way to late morning prayers when she passed two novices just leaving early morning prayers on their way to classes.
As she passed the young ladies, Mother Superior said, “Good morning ladies.”
The novices replied, “Good morning, Mother Superior, may God be with you.”
But after they had passed, Mother Superior heard one say to the other, “I think she got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.” This startled Mother Superior, but she chose not to pursue the issue.
A little further down the hall, Mother Superior passed two of the sisters who had been teaching at the convent for several years.
She greeted them with “Good morning Sister Martha, Sister Jessica, may God give you the wisdom for our students today.”
“Good morning, Mother Superior. Thank you and may God be with you.”
But again after passing, Mother Superior overheard, “She got up on the wrong side of the bed today.”
Baffled, she started to wonder if she had spoken harshly or with an irritated look on her face. She vowed to be more pleasant.
Looking down the hall, Mother Superior saw retired Sister Mary approaching, step by step, with her walker. As Sister Mary was rather deaf, Mother Superior had plenty of time to arrange a pleasant smile on her face before greeting Sister Mary.
“Good morning, Sister Mary, I’m so happy to see you up and about,” she said, speaking up. “I pray God watches over you today, and grants you a wonderful day.”
“Ah, good morning, Mother Superior,” Mary said. “I see you got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.”
Mother Superior was floored!
“Sister Mary, what have I done wrong? I have tried to be pleasant but three times already today people have said that about me.”
Sister Mary stopped her walker and looked Mother Superior in the face.
“Oh, don’t take it personally, Mother Superior,” Mary said in a loud voice. “It’s just that you’re wearing Father Murphy’s slippers.”
“It’s really quite simple,” said the Doctor. “We take a donor egg, replace the DNA inside with the DNA from one of your sperm, then we inseminate the egg with the sperm from your partner. After that, it’s just like any other in vitro fertilization procedure.”
Bruce and Dillon were beside themselves with joy that they were about to become the biological parents of their very own baby.
It was nine months later when they rushed to the hospital as their surrogate went into labor.
Immediately following the birth, they peered though the observation window in the hospital nursery and noticed that all but one of the babies were crying. They were even more amazed that the smiling happy baby turned out to be their very own.
One of the men remarked to the nurse at the window about how content their baby was.
“Well, he’s happy now,” replied the nurse, “but watch what happens when we pull the thermometer out of his ass.”
At the dinner table, the son asked his father, “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?”
The father answered, “Well, son, a woman goes through three phases. In her 20s, a woman’s breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s and 40s, they are like pears, still nice, but hanging a bit. After 50, they are like onions.”
“Onions?” the son queried.
“Yes. You see them and they make you cry.”
This infuriated his wife and daughter, so the daughter asked, “Mom, how many different kinds of willies are there?”
The mother smiled and said, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.”
“A Christmas tree?” the daughter remarked.
“Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are just for decoration.”
