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  • Kelly and Riley

    ”My God! What happened to you?” the bartender asked Kelly as he hobbled in on a crutch, one arm in a cast.

    ”I got in a tiff with Riley.”

    ”Riley? He’s just a wee fellow,” the barkeep said, surprised. ”He must used something on you.”

    ”That he did,” Kelly said. ”A shovel it was.”

    ”Dear Lord. Didn’t you have anything to retaliate with?”

    ”Aye, that I did — Mrs. Riley’s left boob.” Kelly said. ”And a beautiful thing it was, but not much use in a fight.”

  • The Wise Old Gentleman

    A wise old gentleman retired and purchased a modest home near a junior high school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment. Then a new school year began. The very next afternoon three young boys, full of youthful, after-school enthusiasm, came down his street, beating merrily on every trash can they encountered. The crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some action.

    The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young percussionists as they banged their way down the street. Stopping them, he said, "You kids are a lot of fun. I like to see you express your exuberance like that. In fact, I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I’ll give you each a dollar if you’ll promise to come around every day and do your thing."

    The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trashcans.

    After a few days, the old-timer greeted the kids again, but this time he had a sad smile on his face. "This recession’s really putting a big dent in my income," he told them. "From now on, I’ll only be able to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans."

    The noisemakers were obviously displeased, but they accepted his offer and continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.

    "Look," he said, "I haven’t received my Social Security check yet, so I’m not going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?"

    "A freakin’ quarter?" the drum leader exclaimed. "If you think we’re going to waste our time, beating these cans around for a quarter, you’re nuts! No way, dude. We quit!" And the old man enjoyed peace and serenity for the rest of his days.

  • The Old Florida Couple

    A Florida couple, both well into their 80s, go to a sex therapist’s office. The doctor asks, "What can I do for you?"

    The man says, "Will you watch us have sexual intercourse?"

    The doctor raises both eyebrows, but he is so amazed that such an elderly couple is asking for sexual advice that he agrees. When the couple finishes, the doctor says, "There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the way you have intercourse." He thanks them for coming, he wishes them good luck, he charges them $50 and he says goodbye.

    The next week, however, the couple returns and asks the sex therapist to watch again. The sex therapist is a bit puzzled, but agrees. This happens several weeks in a row. The couple makes an appointment, has intercourse with no problems, pays the doctor, then leave.

    Finally, after 5 or 6 weeks of this routine, the doctor says, "I’m sorry, but I have to ask. Just what are you trying to find out?"

    The old man says, "We’re not trying to find out anything. She’s married and we can’t go to her house. I’m married and we can’t go to my house. The Holiday Inn charges $98. The Hilton charges $139. We do it here for $50, and I get $43 back from Medicare…!

  • Something Amazing

    A guy walks into a bar and asks the bartender if he will give him a free beer if he shows him something amazing. The bartender agrees, so the guys pulls out a hamster, who begins dancing and singing "Tuff Enuff" by the Fabulous Thunderbirds.

    "That IS amazing!" says the bartender and gives the guy his free beer.

    "If I show you something else amazing, will you give me another beer?" The bartender agrees, so the guy pulls out a small piano and a hamster and a frog. Now the hamster plays the piano while the frog dances and sings "You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet" by Bachman-Turner Overdrive.

    The bartender, completely wowed, gives him another beer. A man in a suit, who’s been watching the entire time, offers to buy the frog for a princely sum, which the man agrees to.

    "Are you nuts?" asks the bartender. "You could’ve made a fortune off that frog."

    "Can you keep a secret?" asks the man. "The hamster’s a ventriloquist."

  • A Norwegian and an Indian

    A Norwegian took a trip to Fargo, North Dakota. While in a bar, an Indian on the next stool spoke to the Norwegian in a friendly manner.

    "Look," he said, "let’s have a little game. I’ll ask you a riddle. If you can answer it, I’ll buy you a drink. If you can’t then you buy me one. OK?"

    "Ja, dat sounds purty good," said the Norwegian.

    The Indian said, "My father and mother had one child. It wasn’t my brother. It wasn’t my sister. Who was it?"

    The Norwegian scratched his head and finally said, "I give up. Who vas it?"

    "It was ME," chortled the Indian.

    So the Norwegian paid for the drinks.

    Back in Sioux Falls the Norwegian went into the bar and spotted one of his cronies.

    "Sven," he said, "I got a game. If you can answer a question, I’ll buy you a drink. If you can’t, you have to buy me vun. Fair enough?"

    "Fair enough," said Sven.

    "Ok," the Norwegian said, "my father and mudder had vun child. It vasn’t my brudder. It vasn’t my sister. Who vas it?"

    "Search me," said Sven. "I give up, who vas it?"

    The Norwegian burst out, "It vas some Indian up in Fargo, North Dakota!"

  • Two Italians on a Bus

    A bus stops and two Italian men get on. They seat themselves, and engage in animated conversation. The lady sitting behind them ignores their conversation at first, but her attention is galvanized when she hears one of the men say the following:

    ”Emma come first. I come. Dennis come and Dennis come again. I come again. Two asses, they come together again. I come again and pee twice. Then I come once-a-more.”

    ”You foul-mouthed swine,” retorted the lady indignantly. ”In this country we don’t talk about our sex lives in public.”

    ”Hey, coola down lady,” said the man. ”Imma just tella my friend howa to spella Mississippi.”

  • A Man, His Son and their Dog

    A man, his son, and their dog walk into a bar.

    "Ow!"

    "Ow!"

    "Woof!"

  • The Iowa Duck Hunter

    An Iowa duck hunter was out enjoying a nice morning in the field when he decided to take a leak…. He walked over to a tree and propped up his gun.  Just then, a gust of wind blew, the gun fell over, and it discharged…  shooting him in the genitals.

    Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed he was approached by his doctor.

    "Well sir, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that you are going to be ok, the damage was local to your groin, there was very little internal damage, and we were able to remove all of the buck shot. The bad news is that there was some pretty extensive damage done to your penis. I’m going to have to refer you  to my brother."

    "Oh, well I guess that isn’t too bad," the man replied "is your brother a plastic surgeon?"

    "Not exactly." answered the doctor. "He’s a flute player in the local symphony….He’s going to teach you where to put your fingers so you don’t piss in your eye"

  • The Twelve Days of Christmas

    December 14, 1972

    My dearest darling John:

    Who ever in the whole world would dream of getting a real Partridge in a Pear Tree? How can I ever express my pleasure. Thank you a hundred times for thinking of me this way.

    My love always, Agnes


    December 15, 1972

    Dearest John:

    Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just imagine two turtle doves. I’m just delighted at your very thoughtful gift. They are just adorable.

    All my love, Agnes


    December 16, 1972

    Dear John:

    Oh! Aren’t you the extravagant one. Now I must protest. I don’t deserve such generosity, three French hens. They are just darling but I must insist, you’ve been too kind.

    All my love, Agnes


    December 17, 1972

    Dear John:

    Today the postman delivered four calling birds. Now really, they are beautiful, but don’t you think enough is enough. You are being too romantic.

    Affectionately, Agnes


    December 18, 1972

    Dearest John:

    What a surprise. Today the postman delivered five golden rings, one for every finger. You’re just impossible, but I love it. Frankly, all those birds squawking were beginning to get on my nerves.

    All my love, Agnes


    December 19, 1972

    Dear John:

    When I opened the door today there were actually six geese laying on my front steps. So you’re back to the birds again huh? These geese are huge. Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors are complaining and I can’t sleep through the racket. Please stop.

    Cordially, Agnes


    December 20, 1972

    John:

    What’s with you and those freaking birds?? Seven swans a swimming. What kind of damn joke is this? There’s bird poop all over the house and they never stop the racket. I can’t sleep at night and I’m a nervous wreck. It’s not funny. So stop those freaking birds.

    Sincerely, Agnes


    December 21, 1972

    O.K. Buster:

    I think I prefer the birds. What the hell am I going to do with 8 maids a milking? It’s not enough with all those birds and 8 maids a milking, but they had to bring their damn cows. There is manure all over the lawn and I can’t move in my own house. Just lay off me, smartass.

    Agnes


    December 22, 1972

    Hey Shithead:

    What are you? Some kind of sadist? Now there’s nine pipers playing. And Christ do they play. They’ve never stopped chasing those maids since they got here yesterday morning. The cows are getting upset and they’re stepping all over those screeching birds. What am I going to do? The neighbors have started a petition to evict me.

    You’ll get yours! Agnes


    December 23, 1972

    You rotten prick:

    Now there’s ten ladies dancing. I don’t know why I call those sluts ladies. They’ve been balling those pipers all night long. Now the cows can’t sleep and they’ve got diarrhea. My living room is a river of shit. The Commissioner of Buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause why the building shouldn’t be condemned.

    I’m calling the police on you! Agnes


    December 24, 1972

    Listen Fuckhead:

    What’s with those eleven lords a leaping on those maids and ladies? Some of those broads will never walk again. Those pipers ran through the maids and have been committing sodomy with the cows. All twenty-three of the birds are dead. They’ve been trampled to death in the orgy. I hope you’re satisfied, you rotten vicious swine.

    Your sworn enemy, Agnes


    December 25, 1972

    Dear Sir:

    This is to acknowledge your latest gift of twelve fiddlers fiddling which you have seen fit to inflict on our client, Miss Agnes McHolstein. The destruction, of course, was total. All correspondence should come to our attention. If you should attempt to reach Miss McHolstein at Happy Dale Sanitarium, the attendants have been instructed to shoot you on sight. With this letter please find attached a warrant for your arrest.

    Cordially, Law Offices of Badger, Bender and Chole

  • Laura Lou

    A guy was sitting quietly reading his paper when his wife walked up behind him and whacked him on the head with a magazine.

    "What was that for?" he asked.

     

    "That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Laura Lou written on it," she replied.

     

    "Two weeks ago when I went to the track, Laura Lou was the name of one of the horses I bet on," he explained.

     

    "Oh honey, I’m sorry," she said. "I should have known there was a good explanation "

     

    Three days later he was watching a ball game on TV when she walked up and hit him on the head again, this time with the iron skillet, which knocked him out cold.

     

    When he came to, he asked, "What the hell was that for?"

     

    She replied…

     

    "Your horse called."