A woman is at home when she hears someone knock at the door.
She goes to the door and opens the door to see a man standing there. He asks the lady, "Do you have a vagina?"
She slams the door in disgust.
The next morning she hears a knock at the door and it is the same man and he asks the same question of the woman, "Do you have a vagina?"
She slams the door again.
Later that night when her husband gets home she tells him what has happened for the last two days. The husband tells the wife in a loving and concerned voice, "Honey I am taking tomorrow off to be home just in case this guy shows up again".
The next morning they hear a knock at the door and both run for the door.The husband says to the wife in a whispered voice, "Honey, I'm going to hide behind the door and listen and if it is the same guy I want you to answer yes to the question because I want to see where he is going with it."
She nods yes to her husband and opens the door. Sure enough the same fellow is standing there and asks the same question. "Do you have vagina".......
"Yes" she says...... The man replies...
"Good! Would you mind telling your husband to leave my wife's alone and start using yours?"
Monday, November 26, 2007
One day little Johnny heard a noise and peeked into his parents
room to check it out. He opened the door to see his mom bent
over the dresser and dad going at it behind her. Johnny's dad
saw him and gave him a little wink as Johnny closed the door.
After business was finished Dad went to check on little Johnny.
He opened his bedroom door to find Grandma bent over the
dresser and little Johnny going at it behind her. Dad yelled,
'Johnny, what the hell are you doing?!'
Little Johnny replied, 'It's not so funny when its YOUR mom is it?!'
room to check it out. He opened the door to see his mom bent
over the dresser and dad going at it behind her. Johnny's dad
saw him and gave him a little wink as Johnny closed the door.
After business was finished Dad went to check on little Johnny.
He opened his bedroom door to find Grandma bent over the
dresser and little Johnny going at it behind her. Dad yelled,
'Johnny, what the hell are you doing?!'
Little Johnny replied, 'It's not so funny when its YOUR mom is it?!'
Friday, November 02, 2007
The Alabama preacher said to his congregation, "Someone in this congregation has spread a rumor that I belong to the Ku Klux Klan. This is a horrible lie and one which a Christian community cannot tolerate.
I am embarrassed and do not intend to accept this. Now, I want the party who did this to stand and ask forgiveness from God and this Christian Family."
No one moved.
The preacher continued, "Do you have the nerve to face me and admit this is a falsehood? Remember, you will be forgiven and in your heart you will feel glory. Now stand and confess your transgression."
Again, all was quiet.
Then slowly, a drop-dead gorgeous blonde with a body that would stop traffic rose from the third pew. Her head was bowed and her voice quivered as she spoke, "Reverend there has been a terrible misunderstanding.
I never said you were a member of the Ku Klux Klan. I simply told a couple of my friends that you were a wizard under the sheets."
The preacher fell to his knees, his wife fainted, and the congregation roared!
I am embarrassed and do not intend to accept this. Now, I want the party who did this to stand and ask forgiveness from God and this Christian Family."
No one moved.
The preacher continued, "Do you have the nerve to face me and admit this is a falsehood? Remember, you will be forgiven and in your heart you will feel glory. Now stand and confess your transgression."
Again, all was quiet.
Then slowly, a drop-dead gorgeous blonde with a body that would stop traffic rose from the third pew. Her head was bowed and her voice quivered as she spoke, "Reverend there has been a terrible misunderstanding.
I never said you were a member of the Ku Klux Klan. I simply told a couple of my friends that you were a wizard under the sheets."
The preacher fell to his knees, his wife fainted, and the congregation roared!
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