Mildred and Earl

Mildred was a 93 year-old woman who was particularly despondent over the recent death of her husband Earl. She decided that she would just kill herself and join him in death. Thinking that it would be best to get it over with quickly, she took out Earl’s old Army pistol and made the decision to shoot herself in the heart since it was so badly broken in the first place.

Not wanting to miss the vital organ and become a vegetable and burden to someone, she called her doctor’s office to inquire as to just exactly where the heart would be. “On a woman,” the doctor said, “your heart would be just below your left breast.”

Later that night, Mildred was admitted to the hospital with a gunshot wound to her left knee.

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

One evening Snow White decided she was sleepy and announced to
the seven dwarfs that she was going to bed. After the usual
lengthy round of “Good Nights” she went upstairs. Immediately
all seven dwarfs rushed outside and began standing on each
other’s shoulders beneath Snow White’s bedroom window. Tonight
was Grumpy’s turn to be on the top and as he was the only one
who could see in the window. It was his duty to inform the other
dwarfs what she was doing.

After a minute or two he hollered down, “She’s taking off her
blouse!” and this as echoed down the stack “taking off her
blouse,” “she’s taking off her blouse,” “blouse is coming off,”
“taking off her blouse,” etc.

Next Grumpy yelled, “She’s taking off her skirt,” which was
followed by the echoes “taking off her skirt,” “she’s taking off
her skirt,” “skirt’s coming off,” “taking off her skirt,” etc.

Of course the next line from Grumpy was, “She’s taking off her
bra!” and the echo chorus went down the line.

Then, “She’s taking off her panties!” which again cascaded down
the dwarf tower.

Finally Grumpy looked around and from his vantage height saw
someone coming through the woods so he yelled, “Someone’s
coming!” And from the next dwarf to the bottom dwarf was heard,
“Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.”

A trip to the Doctor

One day my friend told me that his uvula(the little flap of skin
hanging down in front of your throat) was hurting, and he needed
to go see a doctor. Now, he was trying to impress her, and so he
asked me for the scientific name for it. I told him, and off he
went. He came back over to my house a few hours later, with a
face redder than a fire truck. Apparently, when the doctor asked
him what was wrong, he replied that his vulva was sore.

The Farmer’s Prize Goat

Well, a man was driving down a country road, and he decided to get out and get some fresh air.

He got out, and started walking in a meadow. As he walked, he came upon a hole. Wanting to see how deep it was, he threw a pebble down. No sound. So he threw a medium-sized rock down. No sound.

The man started to get frustrated, so he threw a boulder down. No sound. As he searched about, he spotted a railroad beam. He hauled it over to the hole, and shoved it in. No sound.

He sat down on the ground, exhausted. Suddenly, he saw a goat running at him, full speed. He leaped up, and it brushed past him, and fell in the hole. He listened, but there was no sound.

He sat down again. A few minutes later, a farmer came walking up. The man asked him, “How deep is this hole?” The farmer said, “Oh. Thats the bottomless pit. It never ends. Say, have you seen my prize goat?”

The man, not wanting to get the blame, said, “No.” The farmer said, “Oh well. He can’t get far. He was tied to a railroad beam.”

Will u remember me?

Me: Will u remember me in a second?
Somebody else: Yes
Me: Will u remember me in a minute?
Somebody else: Yes
Me: Will u remember me in a hour?
Somebody else: yes
Me: Will u remember me in a month?
Somebody else: yes
Me: Will u remember me in a year?
Somebody else: yes
Me: Another year?
Somebody else: yes

Me: Knock, knock

Somebody else: Whos there?

Me: Horseridertiff

And then somebody else says: Horseridertiff who?

Then me says: I thought u would remember me!

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Because u said will u remember me in a minute and the rest of the stuff.

A Miracle

A woman starts dating a doctor. Before too long, she becomes pregnant and they don’t know what to do. About nine months later, just about the time she is going to give birth, a priest goes into the hospital for a prostate gland infection.

The doctor says to the woman, “I know what we’ll do. After I’ve operated on the priest, I’ll give the baby to him and tell him it was a miracle.”

“Do you think it will work?” she asks the doctor.
“It’s worth a try,” he says.

So the doctor delivers the baby and then operates on the priest. After the operation he goes in to the priest and says, “Father, you’re not going to believe this.”

“What?” says the priest. “What happened?”
“You gave birth to a child.”
“But that’s impossible!”
“I just did the operation,” insists the doctor. “It’s a miracle! Here’s your baby.”

About fifteen years go by, and the priest realizes that he must tell his son the truth. One day he sits the boy down and says, “Son, I have something to tell you. I’m not your father.”

The son says, “What do you mean, you’re not my father?”
The priest replies, “I’m your mother. The archbishop is your father.”

Ride ’em Cowboy!

Ed and Ted went to the fair. They came across a small crowd gathered around a stall and went over to take a look. “What’s going on?” Ed asked one of the crowd.

“We’re watching to see if some idiot can ride that bronco machine,” he said nodding towards a fearsome looking machine. “Nobody has managed to stay on for the full three minutes yet. And there’s a prize of $1000 for anybody who can.

“I can do that!” Ed said confidently.
“No you can’t,” said Ted.
“I sure as hell can!” said Ed.

“You’ll get yourself killed if you try and ride that monster,” said Ted.
“Watch this,” said Ed and climbed aboard the bronco machine.

The machine thrashed wildly, up and down, from side to side, around in circles but still a grim-faced Ed clung to its back. After two minutes the machine was bucking almost vertically and spinning until Ed was a blur. But when the three minutes were up Ed was still on the machine’s back acknowledging the cheers and cries from the small crowd.

He dismounted, collected his winnings and rejoined Ted. “Where in hell did you learn to ride a bucking bronco like that!?” Ted asked.

“Remember three months ago,” Ed said…
“When my wife had whooping cough…?”