Virginity is like a balloon.
One prick, and it’s gone forever.
Virginity is like a balloon.
One prick, and it’s gone forever.
A man walks out to the street and catches a taxi just going by. He gets into the taxi, and the cabby says, “Wow, perfect timing. You’re just like Frank.”
The passenger asks, “Who?”
The cabby explains, “Frank Feldman. He’s a guy who did everything right all the time. Like when I came along just when you needed a cab, things happened like that to Frank Feldman every single time.”
The passenger remarked, “There are always a few clouds over everybody.”
“Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy.”
The passenger said, “Sounds like he was really something special.”
The cabby replied, “There’s more. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody’s birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank Feldman could do everything right.”
The passenger was amazed, “Wow, what a guy!”
The cabby continued, “He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Frank, he never made a mistake, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank Feldman.”
Passenger: “How did you meet him?”
Cabby: “I never actually met Frank. He died and I married his wife."
I just won three out of five games against my dog.
I was at a restaurant the other day and a really young beautiful server carrying a tray caught my attention. Then it dawned on me I was looking at the food.
Chaos wooden shoe.
Because we’re pretty sure he’s going to become an Uber driver. Gotta prepare him for his future.
Because the potatoes have eyes, the corn has ears, and the beans stalk.
The cows will have herd.
My son is aiming to be a professional musician, and asked me how to make money in the industry - I said ‘Get a big hat’.
Folk singer Joe Jenks went to a music conservatory, and says that the school should have offered forklift-driving lessons. Because then the graduates could get jobs.
She stopped her sobbing and asked the well “You can talk?”
“Yes,” said the well. “Long ago, the witch who lives in this town gave me life so I could serve as a guardian to the townspeople.”
“Alas,” said the young woman. “I am the daughter of that witch. She lived in peace with the townsfolk for many years. But the new mayor, who is a violent and hateful man, riled the people up against her, and they burned her at the stake. I am young and still do not know very much magic. I tried to curse them, but my curses fizzled. Now I worry I will never avenge my mother’s death.”
“Do not be afraid,” said the well. “I will take care of this.”
The next morning, when the Mayor came to fetch water from the well, he heard an odd noise coming from the bottom. He peered over as far as he could to see what was happening. Then an impossibly long arm shot up from the bottom of the well, grabbed the mayor, and pulled him into the well shaft. There was a horrible crunching sound, and nobody ever saw the Mayor again. The townsfolk apologized to the witch’s daughter, and they all lived happily ever after.
Moral of the story: living well is the best revenge.
Cancer.
…then I tell women, “I had a brush with Death this morning.”
On Pokemon Go you swipe up to try and capture fake characters in a virtual world. On Tinder, you swipe right.
After visiting several homes, she commented on the different styles of doorbells: some buzzed, some rang, some warbled. We made a game of guessing what the next bell would sound like.
At the precise moment she touched the doorbell at one house, the church tower began to chime. She wheeled around with a look of amazement on her face. “Now THAT’S a door bell!”
Stealing that…
His neighbor sees him and asks what he has. The guy replies, “It’s chicken wire and I’m going to catch some chickens.”
“You fool, you can’t catch chickens with chicken wire.”
Later that night, the neighbor sees the guy walking down the street dragging twelve chickens.
The next day he sees him walking down the street with some duct tape under his arm. Once again he asks what the guy is up to. The guy says he has some duct tape and he is going to catch some ducks.
“You fool, you can’t catch ducks with duct tape.”
Sure enough though, later that night, the neighbor sees the guy walking down the street dragging twelve ducks behind him.
The next day, he sees the guy walking down the street with something else under his arm. He asks what it is.
“It’s pussy willow.”
“Hold on, let me get my hat.”
Mrs. Schultz: “Infrequent.”
Mrs. Ludwig: “Is that one word or two?”
Karen said, “I call my husband ‘the dentist,’ because nobody can drill like he does.”
Joanne giggled and confessed, “I call my husband ‘the miner,’ because of his incredible shaft.”
Kathy quietly sipped her whiskey until Joanne finally asked, “Well, what do you call your boyfriend?”
Kathy frowned and said, “‘The postman.’”
“Why the postman?” asked Joanne.
“Because, he always delivers late and half the time it’s in the wrong box.”
So we compromised, and I became a hypochondriac.
But she didn’t want to be trendy, so she got a UPS truck.
Laugh, but she can park it anywhere. Worldwide.
If I had an aneurysm in the brain and dropped dead, I love knowing that, as the paramedics carry me out my cats are going to be swatting at that little toe tag
You can’t get eight cats to pull a sled through the snow.
because she got morning sickness. But, of course, when you’re a supermodel with morning sickness, you’re throwing up for two.
I asked him, “Do you think we’ll ever find them?”
He said, “I don’t know, kid. There are so many places they can hide.”
I would run to the door and yell, “Let me in! Let me in!” You know the deal.
“There I go again, rambling on”, I say, draping myself with yet another gold and onyx amulet sacred to Aries
You should feel gilty about that one.
Finally……he decided to step down.
I said that it made me feel manly, like I was camping…
… with a really angry bear somewhere close by.
I am an organist.
It May, Fri 10 you.
“it’s a Huguenot from me!”
Hmm, then what’s a pianist?
… but my Mom said, "you numbskull, that’s a ‘D’ !
Windmills aren’t supposed to do that, right?
For example: 5 equals 5, but… 5! equals 120.
Because it listens to it’s motherboard.
“Son, where were you today?”
“At school.” The Robot slaps the son.
“Ouch! Okay, I was at a friends house.”
“What were you doing?”
“We were watching Kung Fu Panda.” The Robot slaps the son.
“Hey! All right, it was a porn film.”
“What?” says the dad, “Why, I didn’t even know what porn was when I was your age!”
The Robot slaps the dad.
“He’s certainly your son, all right,” says the mom.
The Robot slaps the mom.
A real mother would say: “ITS, not IT’S”!
I had to share that one.
Fugees.
I didn’t believe him, but he was adamant.
Leave the pizza in the oven.
…but it’s a solid #2 for sure.
An even wiser man didn’t say that.
I wouldn’t believe him either. He was dropped from MCA Records in 1990 and had limited pop success after that.