Every day I give thanks to the Goddess…

Every day I give thanks to the Goddess
I have two mounds upon my bodice
I shave my legs, I sit down to pee
I can justify any shopping spree
Not to a barber, but a beauty salon
Can get a massage without a hard on
Can balance the checkbook, pump my own gas
Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass

I always save money by using coupons
Can admit to others when I am wrong
Don’t drive in circles at any cost
So I don’t have to admit when I am lost
Don’t act like I’m in a timed marathon
Every time I go to the john

Let me tell you men
Listen to me boys
Those things in your pants
That you treat as toys
You love them more than we ever will
We would rather suck on a cold pickle dill

I spend two hours preparing for a date
Only to find you’re two hours late
I don’t watch movies with lots of gore
Don’t need instant replay to remember the score
I won’t lose my hair
I don’t get jock itch
And just cause I am assertive
Don’t call me a bitch

I don’t wear the same underwear everyday
The food in my fridge has no sign of decay
I don’t go to Sears
To look at the tools
I don’t cheat at poker
I follow the rules

I don’t smoke cigars
Don’t pay for drinks at bars
I don’t punch my friends just to say “Hi”
And it’s o.k. for me to cry

I know all you men
Think that you’re “IT”
But compared to a woman
You just ain’t Shit!

Shot!

One day a farmer caught a traveling salesman making love to his youngest daughter. Yelling “You son of a bitch!” he shot the amorous salesman in the groin with a .12-gauge shotgun.

The screaming salesman quickly took off for town to find a doctor. He found one, but the physician took one look at the man’s perforated pecker and told him that nothing could be

done for him.

“Oh, please do something,” begged the salesman. “I’m a rich man and can pay you anything.”

“Sorry, son,” said the doctor. “There’s nothing I can do. However, there’s a man across the street who might be able to help.”

“Oh? Is he a specialist?” asked the salesman.

“No,” said the doctor, “he’s a piccolo player. He’ll teach you how to hold it without pissing in your face.”

Prom Night

Two high-school buddies were attending the senior prom. “Suzie wants to go out to my car. She’s really hot,” one boy said. “I’m really nervous. I know I’ll goof up!”

“Take it easy,” his friend assured him. “All you gotta do is compliment her. Chicks love to be complemented. You’ll have her in the palm of your hand.”

About a half-hour later the young man came back, rubbing a black eye.

“Shit, man! What happened to you?!” his buddy asked.

“I took your advice.”

“Didn’t you compliment her?”

“Sure I did. We got in my car and started kissing. I told her that for such full lips, hers sure tasted sweet. She liked that. After a while I started feeling her tits, and I told her that for such large breasts they sure were firm. She like that too.”

“It sounds like you were doing great,” his friend said.

“Well,” the other answered, “that’s when everything went wrong. I got her dress up and her panties off, and I paid her another compliment.” “What did you say?” “For such a large snatch, it sure doesn’t stink much.”

Signs the Easter Bun

10. Neighbours describing him as “a quiet loner.”9. Removed from a department store last December after screaming at Santa, “You’re going to die up there, fat man!”8. Can’t stop washing his paws.7. Colourful eggs now filled with Prozac.6. Apartment walls covered with photos of Sharon Stone.5. Met with Dr. Kevorkian about the possibility of a “suicide egg.”4. Rotting corpse of Energizer bunny recently discovered in his crawl space.3. Won’t come out of his compound in Waco, Texas.2. He’s hippity-hopped up on crack.1. Keeps rubbing his own feet for good luck.

Elderly Speeder

Sitting on the side of the highway waiting to catch speeding drivers, a State Police Officer sees a car puttering along at 22 MPH. He thinks to himself, this driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!” So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over. Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies – two in the front seat and three in the back – eyes wide and white as ghosts. The driver, obviously confused, says to him, “Officer, I don’t understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?” “Ma’am,” the officer replies, “You weren’t speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers.” “Slower than the speed limit? No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly… Twenty-Two miles an hour!” the old woman says a bit proudly. The State Police officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that “22” was the route number, not the speed limit. A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out her error. “But before I let you go, Ma’am, I have to ask… Is everyone in this car okay? These women seem awfully shaken and they haven’t muttered a single peep this whole time,” the officer asks. “Oh, they’ll be fine in a minute or two, officer. We just got off Route 119!”

Un d�a por la ma�ana,

Un d�a por la ma�ana, un hombre decide ir a buscar caracoles, tras convencer finalmente a su mujer prometi�ndole que no llegar� tarde.

Cuando est� en camino, se encuentra a un viejo amigo que le invita a tomar unas copas y recordar viejos buenos tiempos. Con la distracci�n, el tipo se olvida de ir a buscar caracoles, y se pasa todo el d�a y la noche de fiesta con su amigote. Cuando se acuerda, ya por la ma�ana del d�a siguiente, se pone nervioso por la preocupaci�n y la bronca que le echar� su mujer.

Entonces, va a una tienda y compra un bote de caracoles y se va para casa. Cuando llega a la puerta de su casa, esparce los caracoles por el suelo, pica al timbre y cuando abre la mujer, el sujeto ordena a los caracoles:

“Venga, va, que ya llegamos…”

Different

A student said to his instructor, “Can you give me a simple example
illustrating Einstein’s theory of relativity?”
“Yes. Say, you’ve put your nose into my ass. Now you say, ‘I’ve nose in the
ass,’ and I say ‘I’ve a nose in the ass.’ The expression is the same, but the
sensations are quite different!”

How Do U Turn It Off

A little old lady with blue hair entered the marital aids shop and asked in a quavering voice, “Yy-young man, dd-do y-you sell d-dildoes h-here?”

The salesman, somewhat taken aback by the little old lady’s appearance in his shop, answered, “Uh, yes, Ma’am. We do.”

The little old lady, holding her quivering hands about 10 inches apart asked, “D-do y-you ha-aave an-ny ab-bb-bout th-this lon-ong?”

“Well, yes Ma’am, we do. We have several that size.” Forming a 5″ circle with her fingers, she then asked, “A-are an-nny of t-them about thi-is b-big ar-round-d?”

“Well… Yes ma’am a few of them are about that big.”

“D-do aa-ny of th-them ha-ave a v-v-vibra-a-ator?”

“Yes, Ma’am, one of them does.”

“W-Wel-ll, h-how d-do yo-ou t-turn it off?”