His vs. her version

HER STORY:
He was in an odd mood when I got to the bar to meet him. I thought it might
have been because I was a bit late. He didn’t say anything much about it. He
seemed silent, distracted and his only eye contact seemed judgmental. I decided
maybe I should never wear that dress again. Well, maybe it was the color. Maybe
I should never wear this color again either. The conversation was so slow going
so I thought maybe we should go off somewhere more intimate so we could talk
more privately. He didn’t really seem to agree, but we went off to this quiet,
little restaurant and he’s STILL acting a bit funny and I’m trying to cheer him
up, be witty, and tell cute stories, but I start to wonder whether it’s me or
something else. He doesn’t smile much, so I ask him, but he says no. But you
know I’m not really sure. I wonder and then I think about the 5 pounds I gained
this past month. I bet he thinks I’m a fat hog now. Anyway, in the cab back to
his house, I say that I love him and he just puts his arm around me, but doesn’t
squeeze. I don’t know what the hell this all means or what I should think
because you know he doesn’t say it back or do anything. We finally get back to
his place and I’m wondering if he’s going to dump me. So I try to ask him about
it, but he just switches on the TV. Reluctantly, I say I’m going to sleep. Then,
after about 10 minutes or so, he joins me and we have sex. But, he still seems
really, really distracted, so afterwards I just wanted to leave. I roll over and
sniffle a little real quietly. He snores. I don�t know, I just don’t know, what
he thinks anymore. I mean, do you think he’s met someone else?

HIS STORY:
Hard day at work. Really tired. Got laid though.

The Al Gore Story

Good afternoon all. I’m Al Gore, and I’d like to tell you a
little about myself.

I know a lot about hardship, because I came into this world as a
poor black child in a tiny town in the backwoods of Tennessee. I
was born in a log cabin that I built with my own hands. I taught
myself to read by candlelight and helped support my 16 brothers
and sisters by working summers as a deck hand on a Mississippi
River steamboat. Frequently we would stop the ship and I would
cut and split five cords of wood for fuel overnight for the
steam engines.

My mother taught me the value of education, so every day, I
would walk 5 miles to a one-room schoolhouse. I was a
mischievous, fun loving scamp, though I never dreamed that one
day, my youthful escapades would serve as the inspiration for
“Huckleberry Finn.”

Back then, we Jewish black folks in the south were second-class
citizens. One day, a traveling minister came through town, and I
asked him if anyone was ever going to do something to guarantee
civil rights for all Americans. Well, I guess I made an
impression. You see, the minister’s name was Martin Luther King,
Jr.

My father was a United States Senator. He once perched me on his
knee and said, “Son, if you work hard and listen to your mama,
someday you can live in a hotel in Washington, D.C., and go to
an exclusive prep school.” As a young Hindu boy, these were very
valuable lessons. But life of privilege was not for me.

Being Chinese, after getting my high school diploma, I took a
job in a hot, dirty textile mill. I was so appalled at the
treatment of the workers there that I organized a union. Later,
that experience inspired a movie – which is why, to this day, my
close friends at the AFL-CIO call me “Norma Rae.”

When word got out what an 18 year old factory worker had done,
Harvard University called and offered me a scholarship. I
captained the hockey team to four consecutive national
championships, but I also played football and was good enough to
win the Heisman Trophy.

During my college years, I lived in a housing project and
moonlighted writing songs and playing lead guitar for a little
rock band. You may have heard of us – The Rolling Stones. I’m
the one with the lips.

But there was a war going on, and I felt I had to serve my
country. So I enlisted in the U. S. Army and went to Vietnam. I
was deeply opposed to the war, but I did my duty as a soldier
and came back home with the Medal of Honor and the Croix de
Guerre. My battlefield expertise is current requisite reading
material for Officers Candidates to this very day. My being a
wounded female officer serving in disguise as a journalist was a
full time project, but my military knowledge helped save tens of
thousands of lives. Many cities in Southeast Asia are named
after me to this very day. Statues of me are still commonplace
in many official Government buildings in Viet Nam.

When I got back, I took a long journey across this great land of
ours. I’ve crossed the deserts bare, man, I’ve breathed the
mountain air, man, I’ve traveled, I’ve done my share, man, I’ve
been everywhere. I’ve hunted all the dangerous species of big
game in five continents using only a handmade spear or my
handmade laser sighted compound bow.

And the people I met at truck stops and campgrounds and homeless
shelters on that journey all said the same thing: “Al, we need
you in Washington.”

I knew they were right, but first I had to take care of some
other business—building the World Trade Center, finding a low
cost, more reliable nuclear weapon trigger design, founding the
Audubon Society, doing the clinical research that proved smoking
caused cancer, and coming up with the recipe for Mrs. Field’s
chocolate chip cookies. I was, in fact, the third (still silent)
partner of Ben & Jerry with over half of the flavors personally
developed by Tipper and me in our own kitchen.

My extensive knowledge of Arctic Sea life keeps me busy in the
research laboratory, but those endangered species need love too!
Translating the dead sea scrolls is one of my favorite hobbies,
and my current volume is in print in over 73 languages and is
being studied in Seminaries worldwide. Being Indian, both Native
American and the Mid East kind, this is valuable experience for
me. Have towel and Tee Pee, will travel.

Finally, I deferred to the demands of the people of Tennessee
and allowed them to elect me to the House of Representatives and
the Senate. And then one winter day nearly nine years ago, for
no particular reason, I answered the call of the people once
again and took the oath of office as Vice President of the
United States.

I also invented the Internet. Since then, I’ve been part of the
most successful administration in American history. My friend,
Bill Gates has asked me many times why I gave him the ideas of
software development and asked for no money. Gosh, it just
wouldn’t be right!

Many times President Bill Clinton has been pondering some grave
decision and has asked me what to do. And when I would give him
my thoughts, he would invariable say, “Of course. That’s
brilliant. Why didn’t I think of that?” During the darkest days
of the impeachment battles, the President told me he only wished
he had listened when I told him to stay away form that
dark-haired intern with the big hooters.

So after I decided to run for president, I sat down with him and
asked if he had any suggestions about how to conduct my
campaign. And Bill Clinton gave me a few simple words of
advice-words I’ll never forget. He looked me in the eye and he
said, “Al, just tell the truth, it’s always worked well for me.”

Thanks, I’m Al Gore and I want to be your next President. You
can trust and believe me.

Things that can go wrong on an airplane

My friend and I used to joke about all that could happen wrong
when we traveled together.

1) I fart and the oxagen masks fly down

2) I fart and burn a whole through the plane and we have to land

3) I have to go to the restroom so bad and someone is in it so I
lift my leg on the door

4) I ride underneath the plane with the luggage

Definately

Nursery school teacher says to her class, “Who can use the word ‘Definitely’ in a sentence?”

First a little girl says, “The sky is definitely blue.”

The teacher says, “Sorry, Amy, but the sky can be grey, or orange…”

Second little boy says…”Trees are definitely green”

The teacher replies, “Sorry, but in the autumn, the trees are brown.”

Little Johnny from the back of the class stands up and asks:

“Does a fart have lumps?”

The teacher looks horrified and says…”

Johnny! Of course not!!!”

“OK…then I DEFINITELY shit my pants…”

Application to date my daughter

NOTE: This application will be incomplete and rejected unless accompanied by a complete financial statement, job history, lineage, and current medical report from your doctor.

NAME______________________________________
DATE OF BIRTH_____________
HEIGHT____________ WEIGHT_____________ IQ__________
GPA_____________
SOCIAL SECURITY #____________________
DRIVERS LICENSE #________________
BOY SCOUT RANK AND BADGES_____________________________
HOME ADDRESS__________________________
CITY/STATE___________ ZIP_____
Do you have ONE male and ONE female parent?__________
If NO, explain_________________________________________
____________________________________________________
Number of years married________If less than your age,
Explain______________________________________________
____________________________________________________
Do you own a van?_____ A truck with oversized tires?_____
A waterbed?__________ A pickup with a mattress in the back?______
A condom?______ Pornography?_______ Do you have earring, nose ring,
or a belly button ring?________ A tattoo?___________
(IF YES TO THE ABOVE, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES)

In 50 words or less, what does LATE mean to you?
_____________________________________________________
_____________________________________________________
_____________________________________________________

In 50 words or less, what does DON’T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER, mean to you?
_____________________________________________________
_____________________________________________________
_____________________________________________________

In 50 words or less, what does ABSTINENCE mean to you?
_____________________________________________________
_____________________________________________________
_____________________________________________________

Church you attend______________________________________
How often you attend_______
When would be the best time to interview your father, mother, and
priest?_____________
Answer by filling in the blank. Please answer freely, all answers
are confidential. (that means I won’t tell anyone EVER)
A: If I were shot, the last place I would want shot would be
__________________________________________________________

B: If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my
__________________________________________________________

C: A woman’s place is in the
__________________________________________________________

D: The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is
__________________________________________________________

E: When I first meet a girl, the thing I notice about her first is
__________________________________________________________

NOTE: if answer E begins with T or A, discontinue. Leaving premises keeping your head low and running in a serpentine fashion is advised.

What do you want to do IF you grow up

__________________________________________________________________________

What is the current going rate of a hotel room?_______________

Condoms come in A: 3 B: 6 C: 9 D: 12 E: ALL OFTHE ABOVE
(circleone)

I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT, NATIVE AMERICAN HAND TORTURE, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE, RED HOT POKERS, AND HILLARY CLINTON KISS TORTURE.

_______________________________________
Signature (that means sign your name moron)

Thank you for your interest. Please allow four to six years for processing. You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write (since you probably can’t, and it would cause you injury) If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentleman wearing white ties carrying violin cases (you might watch your back).

Men writing the rules

If Men Were to Rewrite “The Rules”Rule # 4 You can either ask us to do something OR tell us how you want it done — not both. Rule # 5 Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials or time-outs. Rule # 6 Christopher Columbus didn’t need directions and neither do we. Rule # 7 When we’re turning the wheel and the car is nosing onto the ramp, you saying “This is our exit” is not necessary.