Hab�a una vez un joven

Hab�a una vez un joven doctor reci�n titulado, que decidi� poner una farmacia en tierras nativas, pas� el tiempo y todo le sal�a bien, pero un d�a lleg� un indio, y le dijo al doctor: “Gran jefe no caca.”

El doctor entendi� que el jefe no podia cagar, as� que le dijo: “Dele este jarabe a su jefe y regrese dentro de una semana.”

Pas� la semana y el indio regres� diciendo un poco m�s serio: “Gran jefe no caca.”

El doctor le dio un purgante muy eficaz: “Vuelva dentro de una semana.”

El indio regreso y le dijo: “�gran jefe no caca!”

Entonces el doctor prepar� una soluci�n super potente de varias sustancias. El indio le dijo: “Si gran jefe no caca, yo matar.”

Regres� un mes despu�s a la farmacia y el doctor le pregunt�: “�Qu�, gran jefe no caca?”

Y el indio le respondi�:

“�No, ahora gran caca, no jefe!”

Eternal Marriage

On their way to a justice of the peace to get married, a couple has a fatal
car accident. The couple is sitting outside heaven’s gate waiting on St.Peter to
do an intake. While waiting, they wonder if they could possibly get married in
Heaven.

St. Peter finally shows up and they ask him.
St. Peter says, “I don’t know, this is the first time anyone has ever asked.
Let me go find out,” and he leaves.

The couple sits for a couple of months and begin to wonder if they really
should get married in Heaven, what with the eternal aspect of it all. “What if
it doesn’t work out?” they wonder, “Are we stuck together forever?”

St. Peter returns after yet another month, looking somewhat bedraggled. “Yes,”
he informs the couple, “You can get married in Heaven.”

“Great,” says the couple, “but what if things don’t work out?
Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?”

St. Peter, red-faced, slams his clipboard onto the ground!

“What’s wrong?” exclaims the frightened couple.

“Come on!” St. Peter exclaims, “It took me three months to find a priest up
here!

Do you have any idea how long it’s going to take for me to find a lawyer!?”

Entran tres borrachos en un

Entran tres borrachos en un bar, dos totalmente bebidos sosteniendo a otro, inconsciente, aparentemente en coma alcoh�lico. Dejan al inconsciente en el suelo, y uno se va a vomitar a un costado y otro se tira en una mesa. Se acerca el mozo y les dice:

“�Qu� quieren que les sirva?”

“Un vino para m� y otro para el que est� vomitando”, dice uno.

“�Y el del suelo?”, pregunta el mozo, ir�nicamente.”

“No, ese tiene que manejar.”

Sign in a Swiss mountain

Sign in a Swiss mountain inn: “Special today — no ice cream.” Sign in a Copenhagen airline ticket office: “We take your bags and send them in all directions.” Sign on the door of a Moscow hotel room: “If this is your first visit to the USSR, you are welcome to it.” Sign in a Norwegian cocktail lounge: “Ladies are requested not to have children in the bar.” Sign in the office of a Roman doctor: “Specialist in women and other diseases.”

My good old boat

Once there were two twins, Joe and John. Joe was the owner of a dilapidated old boat. It so happened that John’s wife died the same day that Joe’s boat sank.

A few days later, a kindly old woman saw Joe a mistook him for John. She said, ‘I’m sorry to hear about your loss. You must just feel terrible.’

Joe thinking that she was talking about his boat, said, ‘Hell no in fact is I’m sort of glad to be rid of her. She was a rotten old thing right from the beginning. Her bottom was all shriveled up and she smelled like old dead fish. She was always losing her water, she had a bad crack in the back and a pretty big hole in the front too. Every time I used her, her hole got bigger and she leaked like crazy.

I guess what finally finished her off was when I rented her to these four guys looking for a good time. I warned them that she wasn’t very good, but they wanted to use her anyhow. The fools tried to get in her all at once and she split right up the middle. ‘The old lady fainted.

Postmans last day

It was the mailman’s last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood.

When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big gift envelope.

At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars.

The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures.

At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee.

She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door, and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced.

When he had had enough they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast, eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh squeezed orange juice.

When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee.

As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup’s bottom edge. “All this was just too wonderful for words,” he said, “but what’s the dollar for?”

“Well,” she said, “last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you.”

He said, “Fuck him, give him a dollar.”

The lady then said, “The breakfast was my idea.”

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The Golden Urinal

A man came home drunk at four in the morning, and his wife was all over him, yelling at him, crying because she thought he was with another woman.

“No, honey, I swear, I was at this bar, and it was so fancy that even the urinals were made of GOLD!”

She said she didn’t believe him, so she called the bar.

“Hello,” she said, “I just want to ask one question. My husband claims to have spent the night at your bar and I have one question; are your urinals covered in gold?”

To which she heard the bartender say, “Hey, Clarence, –
I think we found the guy who pissed in your saxophone!”