Joker's funny blog
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12.12.11
17.10.11
14.10.11
The old bride
The local news station was interviewing an 84-year old lady because she had just gotten married - for the forth time.
The interviewer asked her questions about her life, about what it felt like to be marrying at the age of 84, and then about her new husband's occupation.
- He is a funeral director - she answered.
- Interesting - the newsman replied.
He then asked her if she wouldn't mind telling him a little about her first three husbands and what they did for living.
She paused for a little moment, needing time to reflect on all those years.
After a short time, a smile came to her face and she answered proudly, explaining that she was first married to a banker when she was in her early 20's, then a circus ringmaster when she was in her 40's, later to a preacher when she was in her 60's, and now, in her 80's - a funeral director.
The interviewer looked at her, quite astonished, and asked why she had married four men with such diverse careers.
- Easy son, - she smiled, - I married one for the money...two for the show....three to get ready...and four to go!
11.10.11
Real internet addiction
You are maliciously internet addicted when:
1. You kiss your girlfriend's/boyfriend's home page
2. Your bookmark takes 15 minutes to scroll from top to bottom.
3. Your eyeglasses have a website burned in on them
4. You find yourself brainstorming for new subjects to search
5. You refuse to go to a vacation spot with no electricity and no phone lines
6. You finally do take that vacation, but only after buying a cellular-modem and a laptop
7. You spend half of the plane trip with your laptop on your lap.... and your child in the overhead compartment
8. All your daydreaming is preoccupied with getting a faster connection to the net: 28.8....ISDN....cable modem...T1....T3.....
9. And even your night dreams are in HTML
10. You find yourself typing "com" after every period when using a word processor.com
11. You refer to going to the bathroom as downloading
8.10.11
7.10.11
Politically correct
How to speak about women and be politically correct:
1. She is not a "BABE" or a "CHICK"
She is a "BREASTED AMERICAN."
2. She is not a "SCREAMER" or a "MOANER"
She is "VOCALLY APPRECIATIVE."
3. She is not "EASY"
She is "HORIZONTALLY ACCESSIBLE."
4. She is not a "DUMB BLONDE"
She is"LIGHT- HAIRED DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION HIGHWAY."
5. She has not "BEEN AROUND"
She is a "PREVIOUSLY-ENJOYED COMPANION."
6. She is not an "AIRHEAD"
She is "REALITY IMPAIRED."
7. She does not get "DRUNK" or "TIPSY"
She gets "CHEMICALLY INCONVENIENCED"
8. She does not have "BREAST IMPLANTS"
She is "MEDICALLY ENHANCED."
9. She does not "NAG" you
She becomes "VERBALLY REPETITIVE."
10. She is not a "TRAMP"
She is "SEXUALLY EXTROVERTED."
11. She does not have "MAJOR LEAGUE HOOTERS"
She is "PECTORALLY SUPERIOR."
She is a "LOW COST PROVIDER."
5.10.11
What I want in a man
Original List:
1. Handsome
2. Charming
3. Financially successful
4. A caring listener
5. Witty
6. In good shape
7. Dresses with style
8. Appreciates finer things
9. Full of thoughtful surprises
10. An imaginative, romantic lover 2. Charming
3. Financially successful
4. A caring listener
5. Witty
6. In good shape
7. Dresses with style
8. Appreciates finer things
9. Full of thoughtful surprises
3.10.11
Why a handgun is better than a woman
You can trade an old .44 for two new .22s.
You can keep one handgun at home and have another for when you are on the road.
If you admire a friend's handgun, and tell him so, he will probably let you try it out a few times.
Your primary handgun doesn't mind if you have a backup.
Your handgun will stay with you even if you're out of ammo.
A handgun doesn't take up a lot of closet space.
Handguns function normally every day of the month.
A handgun doesn't ask "Do these new grips make me look fat?"
A handgun doesn't mind if you go to sleep after you use it.
You can buy a silencer for a handgun.
2.10.11
Letter to husband
My darling husband, Before you return from your business trip, I just want to let you know about the small accident I had with the pick up truck when I turned into the driveway.
Fortunately it's not too bad and I really didn't get hurt, so please don't worry too much about me.
I was coming home from Wal-Mart, and when I turned into the driveway I accidentally pushed down on the accelerator instead of the brake.
The garage door is slightly bent but fortunately the pick up came to a halt when it bumped into your car.
I am really sorry, but I know with your kind-hearted personality you will forgive me. You know how much I love you and care for you my sweetheart.
I am enclosing a picture of the damage for you.
I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again.
Your loving wife.
XXX
P.S. Your girlfriend called.
1.10.11
Men never listen
On a flight to Chicago, a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the men's restroom, but it had always been occupied. The flight attendant noticed the predicament.
-Sir, - she said, - You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall.
He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he promised not to touch. Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP and a red one labeled ATR.
Who would know if he touched them? He couldn't resist.
He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have things like this.
Anticipating great pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside.
When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flowers to this unbelievable pleasure. The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure.
When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.
Next thing he knew he was in hospital as soon as he opened his eyes. A nurse was staring down at him with a smirk on her face.
-What happened? - he exclaimed.
-You pushed too many buttons, - replied the nurse. - The last button marked ATR was an Automatic Tampon Remover.
Men never listen.
29.9.11
Read it twice
A bus stops and 2 men get out. They sit down and engage in an animated conversation.
The lady sitting next to them ignores them at first. But her attention is galvanized when she hears one of them say the following:
"Emma come first.
Den I come.
Den two asses come together.
I come once-a-more.
Two asses, they come together again.
I come again and pee twice.
Then i come one lasta time."
The lady can't take this any more.
"You foul-mouthed sex obsessed pig", she reported indignantly, "In this country, we don't speak aloud in public places about our sex lives!"
"Hey, coola down lady," said the man, "Who talkin' abouta sex? I'm justa tellin my frienda how to spell 'Mississippi'. "
(I bet you're gonna read this joke again!)
At the hairdresser's
A woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded:
- Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded and dirty... You are crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?
- We are taking Continental, we got a great rate!
- Continental? That's a terrible airline! - the hairdresser responded. - Their planes are old, their fight attendants are ugly, and they are always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?
- We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's Tiber River called Teste.
- Don't go any further. I know that place. Everyone thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump.
- We are going to see the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope.
- That is rich - laughed the hairdresser, - You and a million other people trying to see him. He will look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on on this lousy trip of yours. You are going to need it.
A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.
- It was wonderful, - explained the woman, - Not only were we on time in one of Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and the wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot. And the hotel was great! They had just finished a $5 million remodeling job, and it is now a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They too were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!
- Well, - muttered the hairdresser, - That's all well and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope.
- Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me. Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! i knelt down and he spoke few words to me.
- Oh, really? What did he say? - the hairdresser was curious.
- He said: "Who fucked up your hair?"
28.9.11
Speeding
A mature lady gets pulled over for speeding...
Older woman: Is there a problem, officer?
Traffic officer: Yes madam, I'm afraid you were speeding.
Older woman: Oh, I see.
Traffic officer: Can I see your license please?
Older woman: Well, I would give it to you but I don't have one.
Traffic officer: You don't have one?
Older woman: No, I lost it 4 years ago for drunk driving.
Traffic officer: I see... Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.
Older woman: I can't do that.
Traffic officer: Why not?
Older woman: I stole this car.
Traffic officer: You what?!
Older woman: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see.
The traffic officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car while calling for back up. Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.
26.9.11
Husband surprise
A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed: "Dear Lord, I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife stays at home and merely does nothing. I want her to know what I go through. So please, allow her body to switch with mine for a day.
God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man's wish...
The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman... He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate... Awakened the kids, set out their school clothes, fed them breakfast, packed their lunches, drove them to school... Came home and picked up he dry cleaning, took it to the cleaner's and stopped at the bank to make a deposit, went grocery shopping, then drove home to put away the groceries, paid the bills and balanced the check book. He cleaned the cat's litter box and bathed the dog.
Then, it was already 1 PM and he hurried to make the beds, do the laundry, vacuum, dust and sweep and mop the kitchen floor. Ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on the way home. Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to do their homework. Then, set up ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing. At 4:30 PM he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad, breaded the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper.
After supper he cleaned the kitchen, ran the dishwasher, folded laundry, bathed the kids and put them to bed. At 9 PM he was exhausted, and though his daily chores weren't finished, he went to bed where he was expected to make love, which he managed to get through without complaint.
The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said: "Lord, I don't know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife being able to stay at home all day. Please, oh please, let us trade back.Amen!"
The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied: "My son, I feel you have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were. But you'll have to wait nine months though. You got pregnant last night."
25.9.11
Best divorce letter ever
Dear wife,
I'm writing you this letter to tell you I'm leaving you forever. I've been a good man to you for 7 years and I have nothing to show for it. These last 2 weeks have been hell... Your boss called to tell me that you quit your job today and that was the last straw. Last week you came and didn't even notice that I had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair of slick boxers. You ate in 2 minutes and went straight to sleep after watching all of your soaps. You don't tell me you love me anymore.... you don't want sex or anything that connects us as husband and wife. Either you are cheating on me or you don't love me anymore...whatever the case, I'm gone.
Your EX husband
p.s. don't try to find me. Your sister and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life!
Dear EX husband,
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true you and I have been married for 7 years, although a good man is a far cry from what you've been. I watch my soaps so much because they drown out your constant whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work. I did notice when you got a haircut last week, but the first thing that came to my mind was "You look just like a girl". Since my mother raised me not to say anything if you don't say something nice, I didn't comment. And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with my sister, because I stopped eating pork 7 years ago. About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the $49.99 price tag was still on them, and I prayed it was a coincidence that my sister had just borrowed $50 from me that morning. After all of this, I still loved you and felt we could work it out. So when I hit the lotto for 10 million dollars, I quit my job and bought us 2 tickets to Jamaica. But when I came home you were gone...
Everything happens for a reason I guess. I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures you won't get a dime from me. So, take care.
Your ex wife, rich as hell and free
p.s. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born Carl. I hope that's not a problem...
o
22.9.11
Samurai
Way back in the time of the samurai, there was a powerful emperor. This emperor needed a new head of the samurais. So, he sent out a message to everybody he knew for them to send a message to who they knew, and so forth until the word is spread throughout the world.
A year passes, and only three people show up: a Japanese samurai, a Chinese samurai, and a Jewish samurai. The emperor asks the Japanese samurai to come in and demonstrate why he should be head samurai. The Japanese samurai opens up a matchbox, and out pops a little fly. WHOOOOOSH! The fly drops dead on the ground cut in 2 pieces. The emperor says, "That is very impressive!"
Then the emperor asks the Chinese samurai to come in and demonstrate why he should be head samurai. The Chinese samurai opens up a matchbox and out pops a little fly. WHOOOOOSH! WHOOOOOSH! The fly drops dead on the ground cut in 4 pieces. The emperor says: "That is really impressive!"
Then the emperor asks the Jewish samurai to come in and demonstrate why he should be head samurai. The Jewish samurai thinks, "If it works for the other two..." so the Jewish samurai walks in, opens a matchbox, and out pops a little fly. WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH! A gust of wind fills the room, but the fly is still buzzing around. The emperor says in disappointment "Why is the fly not dead?"
And the Jewish samurai replies: "If you look closely, you will see that the fly has been circumcised."
21.9.11
20.9.11
Witty Murphy
A construction site boss was interviewing men for a job, when along came Murphy. The boss though "I'm not hiring that lazy Irishman", so he decided to set a test for Murphy, hoping he wouldn't be able to answer the questions, and he'd be able to refuse him the job without getting into an argument.
The first question was:
- Without using numbers, represent the number 9.
So Murphy says:
-Dat's easy - and proceeds to draw three trees.
The boss says:
- What the hell is that?
Murphy says:
- Tree and tree and tree makes nine.
- Fair enough - says the boss. - Second question, same rules, but represent the number 99.
Murphy stares into space for a while, then makes a smudge on each tree.
- Der ya go sir - he says.
The boss scratches his head and says:
- How on earth do you get that to represent 99?
Murphy says:
- Each tree is dirty now! So it's dirty tree and dirty tree and dirty tree, dats 99.
The boss is getting worried he is going to have to hire him, so he says:
- All right, question three. Same rules again, but represent the number 100.
Murphy stares into space again, then he shouts
- Got it!
He makes a little mark at the base on each tree, and says:
- Der ya go sir 100.
The boss looks at Murphy's attempt and thinks "Ha! Got him this time!"
- Go on Murphy, you must be mad if you think that represents a hundred.
Murphy leans forward and points to the mark at the tree bases, and says:
- A little dog comes along and craps by each tree, so now you've got dirty tree and a turd, dirty tree and a turd and dirty tree and a turd, which makes one hundred. When do I start me job?
19.9.11
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