Specimen cup

There was an elderly man who wanted to make his younger wife pregnant. So, he went to the doctor to have a sperm count done.

The doctor told him to take a specimen cup home, fill it, and bring it back the next day.

The elderly man came back the next day and the specimen cup was empty and the lid was on it.

Doctor: What was the problem?

Elderly man: Well, I tried with my right hand…nothing. So, I tried with my left hand…nothing.

My wife tried with her right hand… nothing. Her left hand…nothing. Her mouth…nothing.

Then my wife’s friend tried. Right hand, left hand, mouth…. still nothing.

Doctor: Wait a minute. You mean your wife’s friend too?!

Elderly man: Yeah, and we still couldn’t get the lid off of the specimen cup.

Viagra Fix

An elderly couple were at home at the wife called out “So, when are you going to the doctor””I told you, I’ll go when I feel like going.”After 3 months of nagging, the old man finally walked into the doctors office.”Doc,” he said, “This is embarrassing, but I’d like to get a prescription for Viagra.””Not a problem,” said the doctor, as he started writing out the prescription. The old man, however, interrupted him “Doc, I forgot to tell you I need each the pills cut into four pieces.””I know they are expensive pills,” said the doctor, “but you have to take the entire pill if you want it to work properly””You don’t understand,” said the old man.”I am almost 90 years old and I haven’t had sex in more than ten years. I only want it to stick out a little so when I pee, I don’t pee all over my shoes.”

Dear Son,…

Dear Son,

I am writing this slow cause I know you can’t read fast. We don’t live where we did when you left. Your dad read in the paper that most accidents happened within 20 miles of home, so we moved. I won’t be able to send you the address cause the last family that lived here took
the numbers with them for their next house so they won’t have to change their address. Wish I had thought of that.

This place has a small washing machine. The first day I put four shirts in it, pulled the chain and haven’t seen them since.

It only rained twice this week – three days the first time and four days the second.

The coat you wanted me to send you; your aunt Sue said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with them heavy buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets. Don’t tell anyone.

We got a bill from the funeral home, said we didn’t make the last payment on Grandma’s funeral bill; up she comes. Lucky we have a spare bedroom in the new place. We can move her when you come to visit.

About your father – he has a lovely new job. He has over 500 people under him; he is cutting grass at the cemetary.

Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven’t found out if it was a boy or a girl, so I don’t know if you are an aunt or an uncle.

Three of your friends went off the bridge in a pickup truck. One was driving and the other two were in the back bed. The driver got out – he rolled down the window and swam to safety. The other two drowned; they couldn’t get the tailgate down.

Your uncle Mike fell in the whiskey vat at work. Some men tried to pull hem out but he fought them off and drowned. He wanted to be cremated, burned for three days.

Not much more news at this time, nothing much happened. Write more often.

Love,
Mom from somewhere in West Virginia

P.S. I was going to send money but the envelope was already sealed.

Ol’ Kelly the Cook

A traveling salesman stops for the night in a tiny town. He is
feeling unbelievably horny, so he goes to the local bar to scope
out to local females. When he gets there he finds that there are
no women in the bar, and after a few drinks no women have come
in. Come to think of it, he can’t remember seeing any women in
the entire town. So he asks the bartender where he can find some
women.

“Sorry,” the bartender replies, “there aren’t any women in this
town, only ol’ Kelly cook, out back”

“Hey, I’m not like that!” shouts the man, slightly offended.
After a few more drinks he is feeling even hornier, and once
again pleads with the bartender about where he can find some
women.

“Sorry,” the bartender replies, “there aren’t any women in this
town, only ol’ Kelly cook, out back.”

“I already told you, I’m not like that!”

The man sucks down a few more drinks and, now slightly drunk and
incredibly horny, says to the bartender, “Com’ on, there’s GOT
to be some women in this town. I’ve got money, I can pay for
one.”

“I’m sorry,” the bartender replies again, “there aren’t any
women in this town, only ol’ Kelly cook, out back”

“I’M NOT LIKE THAT!!!!!” he screams, but, overcome with
horniness the man turns back to the bartender and concedes,
“alright! How do I get to ol’ Kelly the cook?”

“Okay, go out back,” the bartender explains. Pointing towards
two large men he continues, “Joe and Bruno here will bring out
ol’ Kelly the cook.”

“What are Joe and Bruno for?” asks the man, confused.

“They’re to hold him down. Ol’ Kelly the cook isn’t like that
either.”

Bin Ladens Death

Osama bin Laden, not feeling well and concerned about his mortality, consulted a psychic about the date of his death. Closing his eyes and reaching into the realm of the future, the psychic revealed the true answer. “You will die on an American holiday.” “Which one?” asked bin Laden. “It don’t matter,” said the psychic. “The day you die will be made into an American holiday.”