On the subject of men and the bathroom…

You see, something you ladies should understand by now is that men’s penises have a mind of their own. A guy can go into a bathroom stall because all the urinals are being used, take perfect aim at the toilet, and his penis will still manage to piss all over the roll of toilet paper, down his left pant leg, and onto his shoe. I’m telling you those little buggers can’t be trusted.Most mornings us guys wake up with two things. A tremendous desire to pee, and a penis so hard you could cut diamonds with it. Well, no matter how hard you try, you can’t get that thing to bend, and if it won’t bend, you can’t aim, well hell, if you can’t aim you have no choice but to piss all over the wall paper and that damn fuzzy toilet seat cover you women insist on putting on the toilet.And by the way, when you use those damn fuzzy toilet seat covers, the frigging toilet seat won’t stay up by itself. So that means we have to use one hand to hold up the toilet seat and the other hand to try to control our less than perfect aim.Now sometimes, when you’re newly married, (and I know the guys in here will back me up on this) you think you can get the toilet seat with that damn fuzzy thing to stay up. You jam it back and compress that fuzzy thing until the seat stays there. OK, so you start to pee, but then that compressed fuzzy starts to decompress and without warning that damn toilet seat comes flying down and tries to whack off your weenie. So us guys will not lift a toilet seat with a fuzzy, it’s just not safe.I tried to delicately explain this morning situation to my wife. I told her… look, it won’t bend. She said, “so sit down like I told you to do all the rest of the time.” OK. I tried sitting down on the toilet with “morning wood.” Well, it’s is very hard to get it bent under the toilet seat, and before I could manage it, I had pissed all over the bath towels hanging on the wall across the room.Now, even if you are sitting down and you can get it forced down under the toilet seat, when you start to pee, the pee shoots out from the crack between the bottom of the toilet seat and the top of the bowl. You piss all over the back of your knees and it runs down the back of our legs on to that damn matching fuzzy horseshoe rug you keep putting on the floor in front of the toilet. I have found the only effective maneuver to deal with this morning urinary dilemma is to assume the flying Superman position — lying over the toilet seat. This takes a great deal of practice, perfect balance, and split time precision but it’s the only sure way to get all the pee in the bowl during the first morning pee.

Confession — 3

An old man goes into the confessional and says to the priest, “Father, I’m 80 years old, married, have four kids and 11 grandchildren, and last night I had an affair with two 18 year old girls. I made love with both of them twice.”
The priest said: “Well, my son, when was the last time you were in confession?”

“Never Father, I’m Jewish.”

“So then, why are you telling me?”

“I’m telling everybody.”

Apples And Cookies A

There’s a little boy named Timmy. One night, his mother told him to take a bath. Timmy said,”No! I don’t wanna!” But his mother says,”Yes, you have to.” So Timmy says,”Well if I take a bath, will you take one with me?” The mother says,”Well, O.K., but whatever you do, don’t look up or down.” Timmy says,”O.K., I won’t.” So when Timmy and his mom are in the bathtub, Timmy accidentally looks down and says,”What’s that Mommy?” She says,”Well Timmy, that’s my apple.” Timmy says,”Ohhhhh, O.K.” Then Timmy looks up and says,”What’s that Mommy?” She replies,”Well Timmy, those are my cookies.” Timmy says,”Ohhhhh, O.K.” Then after their bath, they go to there bedrooms and go to sleep. The next night, Timmy is told to take a bath again, but this time by his father. His father tells him,”Time to take a bath Timmy.” Timmy says,”No, I don’t want to.” His father says,”Well you have to.” Timmy says,”Well if I take a bath, will you take one with me?” His father says,”Well O.K., but don’t look down!” Timmy says,”O.K., I won’t.” Then while they’re in the bathtub, Timmy accidentally looks down and says,”What’s that Daddy?” His father says,”Well Timmy, that’s my worm.” Timmy says,”Ohhhhh, O.K.” Later that night, a storm hits and Timmy runs into his parents bedroom, flips on the light, and says,”Mommy! Mommy! Daddy’s eating your cookies and has his worm in your apple!”

The damn ham

Once there was a preacher’s wife who went into a bakery and asked the butcher waht the daily special was. He said it was the “damn ham.”

She immediatly started yelling at the top of her lungs.

“HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT I’M THE PREACHER’S WIFE!”

The butcher was totally taken back by this while he wimpered, “Oh, no ma’am it’s called the ‘damn ham.'” She bought one of the hams.

Later that day when the preacher got home he smelled the ham cooking and asked his wife what it was. She replied that it was the “damn ham.” He also immediatly started yelling at the top of his lungs.

“HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT I’M THE PREACHER!”

She was also taken back by this and wimpered that it was the “damn ham.”

At dinner that night they were eating dinner with their kids and they, too, asked what this delicoius meal was. Their father (the preacher) said that it was the “damn ham.”

Their son was quite happy with this. In fact he said, “That’s the spirit, Dad, now pass the fucking potatoes.”

Best staff member

The boss is finally old enough to retire from the company. On his last day of work, he ordered a farewell party for himself.

The boss wanted everyone to express their good feeling about him by writing on the farewell card, so later he could remember how his staff “miss” him.

Most people are writing standard phrases like, “Without you, the company will never be the same,”

“We will always remember you,” etc.

Obviously the boss was not satisfied.

“I need something from the bottom of your heart, something really touching, you know. Okay, John, you have been working with me for the last 20 years. You are my best staffmember. I am retiring now. What do you have to say?”

Slowly but firmly, John wrote, “THE BEST NEWS IN 20 YEARS.”

Submitted by Calamjo
Edited by Yisman