Monday, November 05, 2012

Too Bad It's Monday

Three retirees, each with a hearing loss, were taking a walk one fine March day.

One remarked to the other, "Windy, ain't it?"

"No," the second man replied, "It's Thursday."

And the third man chimed in, "So am I. Let's have a coke."

It was a particularly tough football game, and nerves were on edge. The home team had been the victim of three or four close calls, and they were now trailing the visitors by a touch-down and a field goal. When the official called yet another close one in the visitors' favor, the home quarterback blew his top.

How many times can you do this to us in a single game?" he screamed. "You were wrong on the out-of-bounds, you were wrong on that last first down, and you missed an illegal hold in the first quarter." 

The official just stared. 

The quarterback seethed, but he suppressed the language that might get him tossed from the game. "What it comes down to," he bellowed, "is that you STINK!" 

The official stared a few more seconds. Then he bent down, picked up the ball, paced off 15 yards, and put the ball down. He turned to face the steaming quarterback. 

The official finally replied, "And how do I smell from here?" 

Blond medical terminology

  • Artery -- Study of paintings
  • Bacteria -- Back door of cafeteria
  • Barium -- What doctors do when treatment fails
  • Bowel -- Letter like A.E.I.O.U
  • Caesarean section -- District in Rome
  • Cat scan -- Searching for kitty
  • Cauterize -- Made eye contact with her
  • Colic -- Sheep dog
  • Coma -- A punctuation mark
  • Congenital -- Friendly
  • D&C -- Where Washington is
  • Diarrhea -- Journal of daily events
  • Dilate -- To live long
  • Enema -- Not a friend
  • Fester -- Quicker
  • Fibula -- A small lie
  • G.I. Series -- Soldiers' ball game
  • Grippe -- Suitcase
  • Hangnail -- Coathook
  • Impotent -- Distinguished, well known
  • Intense pain -- Torture in a teepee
  • Labor pain -- Got hurt at work
  • Medical staff -- Doctor's cane
  • Morbid -- Higher offer
  • Nitrate -- Cheaper than day rate
  • Node -- Was aware of
  • Outpatient -- Person who had fainted
  • Pelvis -- Cousin of Elvis
  • Post operative -- Letter carrier
  • Protein -- Favoring young people
  • Rectum -- It almost killed him
  • Recovery room -- Place to do upholstery
  • Rheumatic -- Amorous
  • Scar -- Rolled tobacco leaf
  • Secretion -- Hiding anything
  • Seizure -- Roman emperor
  • Serology -- Study of knighthood
  • Tablet -- Small table
  • Terminal illness -- Sickness at airport
  • Tibia -- Country in North Africa
  • Tumor -- An extra pair
  • Urine -- Opposite of you're out
  • Varicose -- Located nearby
  • Vein -- Conceited

A blind guy on a bar stool shouts to the bartender, "Wanna hear a blonde joke?"

In a hushed voice, the guy next to him says, "Before you tell that joke, you should know something."

Our bartender IS blonde, the bouncer is blonde. I'm a 6' tall, 200 lb black belt. The guy sitting next to me is 6'2", weighs 225, and he's a rugby player. The fella to your right is 6'5" pushing 300 and he's a wrestler. Each one of US is blonde. Think about it, Mister. Do you still wanna tell that joke?"

The blind guy says, "Nah, not if I'm gonna have to explain it five times."

George Carlin

There was once a snail who was sick and tired of his reputation for being so slow. He decided to get some fast wheels to make up the difference. After shopping around a while, he decided that the Datson 240-Z was the car to get. So the snail goes to the nearest Datsun dealer and says he wants to buy the 240-Z, but he wants it repainted "240-S".

The dealer asks, "Why 'S'?"

The snail replies, "'S' stands for snail. I want everybody who sees me roaring past to know who's driving."

Well, the dealer doesn't want to lose the unique opportunity to sell a car to a snail, so he agrees to have the car repainted for a small fee.

The snail gets his new car and spent the rest of his days roaring happily down the highway at top speed. And whenever anyone would see him zooming by, they'd say "Wow! Look at that S-car go!"

Two roaches were munching on garbage in an alley when one engages a discussion about a new restaurant.

"I was in that new restaurant across the street," said one. "It's so clean! The kitchen is spotless, and the floors are gleaming white. There is no dirt anywhere--it's so sanitary that the whole place shines." pr0p3rty0fahaj0kes 

"Please," said the other roach frowning. "Not while I'm eating!"

Marriage Quotes 

Nuns: Women who marry God. If they divorce Him, do they get half the universe?

Perfection is what American women expect to find in their husbands, but English women only hope to find in their butlers. -- W. Somerset Maugham

Republican boys date Democratic girls. They plan to marry Republican girls, but feel they're entitled to a little fun first.

Second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience.

Shotgun wedding: a case of wife or death.

Spinster: A bachelor's wife.

Suicide is belated acquiescence in the opinion of one's wife's relatives.

The days just before marriage are like a snappy introduction to a tedious book.

To heck with marrying a girl who makes biscuits like her mother--I want to marry one who makes dough like her father.

A seaman meets a pirate in a bar, and talk turns to their adventures on the sea. 
The seaman notes that the pirate has a peg-leg, a hook, and an eye patch.

The seaman asks, "So, how did you end up with the peg-leg?" 

The pirate replies, "We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks. Just as my men were pulling me out, a shark bit my leg off." 

"Wow!" said the seaman. "What about your hook"?

"Well", replied the pirate, "We were boarding an enemy ship and were battling the other sailors with swords. One of the enemy cut my hand off." 

"Incredible!" remarked the seaman. "How did you get the eye patch"? 

"A seagull dropping fell into my eye," replied the pirate.

"You lost your eye to a seagull dropping?," the sailor asked incredulously. 

"Well," said the pirate, "it was my first day with my hook."


That's all, folks!

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