Back in the Closet

A young gay man calls home and tells his Jewish mother that he has decided to go back into the closet because he has met a wonderful girl, and they are going to be married. He tells his mother that he is sure she will be happier since he knows that his gay lifestyle has been very disturbing to her.She responds that she is indeed delighted and asks tentatively, “I suppose it would be too much to hope that she would be Jewish?” He tells her that not only is the girl Jewish but from a wealthy Beverly Hills family. She admits she is overwhelmed by the news, and asks, “What is her name?” He answers, “Monica Lewinsky.”There is a pause, then his mother asks, “What happened to that nice black boy you were dating last year?”

Quick Thinker

Two guys in a pickup truck were driving home one day, when they see a dirt road that was big enough for only one vehicle. They debated a while whether or not to explore what was down there. In the end, they decided to go for it.

After driving down the road for a while, they saw a blonde standing on the side of the road. She asked for a ride, and they agreed, so she hopped in the back of truck. They continued driving down the road, when all of a sudden a semi-truck was coming right towards them. They swerved off the road and ended up in a river.

The two guys got out in time, but they didn’t see the blonde. They started to think the worst and feared she died. A few minutes later, she suddenly appeared and they incredulously asked her what happened. She said, “I couldn’t get the tailgate open.”

Bowling again

It’s after dinner when a man realizes he’s out of cigarettes.

He decides to pop down to the local bar for a pack, telling his wife he’ll be right back.

He’s persuaded by the bartender to share a cold one. As he’s nursing it a gorgeous blond comes in the door, but he looks the other way.

She comes over and sits down. One thing leads to another and she invites him home.

Back at her place they screw like rabbits until the next thing he knows it’s four o’clock in the morning. Jumping out of bed, he shakes the woman awake, asking if she has any baby powder.

“In the bathroom cabinet” she says.

He dusts his hands, drives home at ninety, and pulls into the driveway to find his wife waiting up for him, rolling pin in hand.

“So where the hell have you been?” she screams.

“Well, you see honey,” he stammers, “I only went out for cigarettes, but Jake offered me a beer and then this beautiful blonde walked in and we got to talking and drinking and I ended up back at her place making love…”

“Wait a minute” snapped his wife, “let me see your hands.” Turning on him furiously, she says, “Don’t lie, you rotten little shit…you’ve been bowling again!”