This 85 year
old couple, having been married almost 60 years, had died in a car crash. They
had been in good health the last ten years mainly due to her interest in health
food, and exercise.
When they
reached the pearly gates, St. Peter took them to their mansion, which was
decked out with a beautiful kitchen and master bath suite and Jacuzzi. As they
"oohed and aahed" the old man asked Peter how much all this was going
to cost. "It's free," Peter replied, "this is Heaven."
Next they
went out back to survey the championship golf course that the home backed up
to. They would have golfing privileges everyday and each week the course
changed to a new one representing the great golf courses on earth. The old man
asked, "what are the green fees?". Peter's reply, "This is
heaven, you play for free."
Next they
went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch with the cuisines of the
world laid out. "How much to eat?" asked the old man. "Don't you
understand yet? This is heaven, it is free!" Peter replied with some
exasperation. "Well, where are the low fat and low cholesterol
tables?" the old man asked timidly. Peter lectured, "That's the best
part...you can eat as much as you like of whatever you like and you never get
fat and you never get sick. This is Heaven.
" With
that the old man went into a fit of anger, throwing down his hat and stomping
on it, and shrieking wildly. Peter and his wife both tried to calm him down,
asking him what was wrong. The old man looked at his wife and said, "This
is all your fault. If it weren't for your bran muffins, I could have been here
ten years ago
***
A woman and a
man are involved in a car accident; it's a bad one.
Both of their
cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt.
After they
crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "So you're a man, that’s
interesting. I'm a woman.
Wow, just
look at our cars!
There's
nothing left, but fortunately we are unhurt.
This must be
a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live together in peace
for the rest of our days.
The man
replied, "I agree with you completely. This must be a sign from God!"
The woman
continued, "And look at this, here's another miracle.
My car is
completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn't break.
Surely God
wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune." Then she
hands the bottle to the man.
The man nods
his head in agreement, opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it
back to the woman.
She hands it
back to the man.
The man asks,
"Aren't you having any?"
The woman
replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police..."
***
A henpecked
husband was advised by a psychiatrist to assert himself. "You don't have
to let your wife bully you," he said. "Go home and show her you're
the boss."
The husband
decided to take the doctor's advice. He went home, slammed the door, shook his
fist in his wife's face, and growled, "From now on you're taking orders
from me. I want my supper right now, and when you get it on
the table, go
upstairs and lay out my clothes. Tonight I am going out with the boys. You are
going to stay at home where you belong. Another thing, you know who is going to
tie my bow tie?"
"I
certainly do," said his wife calmly. "The undertaker."
***
A guy's
driving his brand new BMW along a deserted highway late at night, so he decides
to see how fast that baby will go. He floors it and watches as the speedometer
dial goes up to 90, 100, 110, 120. All of the sudden, he notices flashing red lights
in his rear view mirror. He pulls over and stops, and a police car stops right
behind him. The cop gets out of the car, walks up to the BMW's driver's side
window. The cop says, "Look, it's the end of my shift, it's Friday the
13th and I'm really tired. I'll tell you what. If you give some reason I've
never heard before why you were driving so fast, I'll let you off the
hook."
So the BMW
driver thinks for a minute and says, "Last week my wife ran off with a
cop. I thought you were bringing her back." The cop responds, "Have a
nice weekend."
***
A young
couple drove several miles down a country road, not saying a word. An earlier
discussion had led to an argument, and neither wanted to concede their
position. As they passed a barnyard of mules and pigs, the husband
sarcastically asked, "Relatives of yours?"
"Yes,"
his wife replied. "I married into the family."
***
An man who
had a little to drink is driving home from the city one night and, of course,
his car is weaving violently all over the road. A cop pulls him over.
"So," says the cop to the driver, "where have you been?"
"Why,
I've been to the pub of course" slurs the drunk.
"Well,"
says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few to drink this
evening".
"I did
all right," the drunk says with a smile.
"Did you
know," says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his
chest, "that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your
car?"
"Oh,
thank heavens," sighs the drunk. "For a minute there, I thought I'd
gone deaf."
***
A woman wakes
up one night to find that her husband is not in bed. This is unusual, so she
gets up to find him. She looks in the bathroom, and in the kitchen, and is
becoming alarmed when she hears terrible sobbing and moaning coming from the
basement. She goes to the basement, and asks him why he's crying. He replies,
"Do you remember when you're daddy caught us having sex in the back of my
car when you were sixteen?" She says, "Yes, how can I forget
that?" He says, "Do you remember what he told me that night?"
She says, "Sure I do. He told you that if you didn't marry me you'd spend
the next twenty years of your life in prison. So why are you crying?"
He said,
"Well, it just occurred to me that I'd be getting out this week."
***
What's the
difference between a circus and a single's bar? In the circus, the clowns don't
talk.
***
Guide to
Common Male & Female Conversational Phrases
Women’s
English
“Yes” = no.
“No” = Yes.
“Maybe” = No.
“I’m sorry” =
You’ll be sorry.
“We need” = I
want.
“It’s your
decision” = The correct decision should be obvious by now.
“Do what you
want” = You’ll pay for this later.
“We need to
talk” = I need to complain.
“Sure….go
ahead” = I don’t want you to.
“I’m, not
upset” = Of course I’m upset, you moron!
“You’re….so
manly” = You need a shave and you sweat a lot.
“You’re
certainly attentive tonight” = Is sex all you ever think about?
“Be romantic,
turn out the lights” = I have flabby thighs.
“This kitchen
is so inconvenient” = I want a new house.
“I want new
curtains” = and carpeting, and furniture and wallpaper…
“Hang the
picture there” = NO, I mean hang it there!
“I heard a
noise” = I noticed you were almost asleep.
“Do you love
me?” = I’m going to ask for something expensive.
“How much do
you love me?” = I did something today you’re really not going to like.
“I’ll be
ready in a minute” = Kick off your shoes and find a good game on TV.
“Is my butt
fat?” = Tell me I’m beautiful.
“You have to
learn to communicate” = Just agree with me.
“Are you
listening to me!?” = [Too late, you’re dead.]
“Was that the
baby?” = Why don’t you get out of bed and walk him until he goes to sleep.
“I’m not
yelling!” = Yes I am yelling because I think this is important.
Men’s
English:
“I’m hungry”
= I’m hungry.
“I’m sleepy”
= I’m sleepy.
“I’m tired” =
I’m tired.
“Do you want
to go to a movie?” = I’d eventually like to have sex with you.
“Can I take
you out to dinner?” = I’d eventually like to have sex with you.
“May I have
this dance?” = I’d eventually like to have sex with you.
“Nice dress!”
= Nice cleavage!
“You look
tense, let me give you a massage.” = I want to fondle you.
“What’s
wrong?” = I don’t see why you’re making such a big deal out of this.
“What’s
wrong?” = What meaningless self-inflicted psychological trauma are you going
through now?
“What’s
wrong?” = I guess sex tonight is out of the question.
“I’m bored” =
Do you want to have sex?
“I love you”
= Let’s have sex now.
“I love you,
too” = Okay, I said it…we’d better have sex now!
“Yes, I like
the way you cut your hair” = I liked it better before.
“Yes, I like
the way you cut your hair” = $50 and it doesn’t look that much different!
“Let’s talk”
= I am trying to impress you by showing that I am a deep person and maybe then
you’d like to have sex with me.
“Will you
marry me?” = I want to make it illegal for you to have sex with other guys.
(while
shopping) “I like that one better” = Pick any freakin’ dress and let’s go home!
“I don’t
think that blouse and that skirt go well together” = I am gay.
***
Husband to 40
year old wife during midlife reflection: I think I'll trade you in for two
20-year olds.
Wife to
husband: You're not wired for 220.
***
After a long
illness, a woman died and arrived at the Gates of Heaven.
While she was
waiting for Saint Peter to greet her, she peeked through the Gates. She saw a
beautiful banquet table. Sitting all around were her parents and all the other
people she had loved and who had died before her. They saw her and began
calling greetings to her - "Hello" "How are you! "We've
been waiting for you!" "Good to see you."
When Saint
Peter came by, the woman said to him, "This is such a wonderful place! How
do I get in?"
"You
have to spell a word," Saint Peter told her.
"Which
word?" the woman asked.
"Love."
The woman
correctly spelled "Love" and Saint Peter welcomed her into Heaven.
About six
months later, Saint Peter came to the woman and asked her to watch the Gates of
Heaven for him that day. While the woman was guarding the Gates of Heaven, her
husband arrived.
"I'm
surprised to see you," the woman said. "How have you been?"
"Oh,
I've been doing pretty well since you died," her husband told her. "I
married the beautiful young nurse who took care of you while you were ill. And
then I won the lottery. I sold the little house you and I lived in and bought a
big mansion. And my wife and I traveled all around the world. We were on
vacation and I went water skiing today. I fell, the ski hit my head, and here I
am. How do I get in?"
"You
have to spell a word," the woman told him.
"Which
word?" her husband asked.
"Czechoslovakia."
***
Wife: You
know, dear, you just don't appreciate how good I still look. I went to the
doctor today and he said I have the bosom of a twenty-year old.
Husband: What
did he say about your forty-year-old ass?
Wife: Your
name didn't come up.
***
One afternoon
a young married women and her lover were lying in bed. He also happened to be
her husband John's best friend. The phone rang and after answering the lover
could hear her say, "fine, how is it going, good, great, see you
then". When she hung up he asked her who it was. She replied, "that
was John, asking how I was, said that he would be home tomorrow night, and what
a good time he was having fishing with you."
***
What's the
difference between men and bonds?
Bonds mature.
***
Three
finalists for a very high Secret Service job--two men, one woman. First man is
given a gun told: Go into the next room and shoot your spouse. He says
"No, I can't" and walks out. Second guy is given the gun, goes into
the room, closes the door. Long silence and he finally comes out and says
"I just can't" and leaves. The woman is given the gun, goes into the
room, shuts the door. Much yelling, screaming, thumping and she comes out at
last, her hair a mess, clothes torn and says: "Why the hell didn't you
tell me there were blanks in the gun? I had to beat him to death with the
chair!"
***
Guy comes
home from a doctor visit and tells his wife he's got a terminal illness with
only 24 hours to live. "That's HORRIBLE!, Jim!" she exclaims.
"So, what do you want to do on your last day on earth?"
"Well," he says, "I want to get that wine we've been saving, go
upstairs and act like we're a coupla kids again, ALL NIGHT LONG!"
"That's easy for you to say" she replied, "YOU don't have to get
up in the morning!"
***
A very shy
guy goes into a bar and sees a beautiful woman sitting at the bar. After an
hour of gathering up his courage he finally goes over to her and asks,
tentatively, "Um, would you mind if I chatted with you for a while?"
She responds
by yelling, at the top of her lungs, "No, I won't sleep with you
tonight!" Everyone in the bar is now staring at them.
Naturally,
the guy is hopelessly and completely embarrassed and he slinks back to his
table.
After a few
minutes, the woman walks over to him and apologizes. She smiles at him and
says, "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you. You see, I'm a graduate student in
psychology and I'm studying how people respond to embarrassing
situations."
To which he
responds, at the top of his lungs, "What do you mean $200?"
***
An elderly
man lay dying in his bed. In death's agony, he suddenly smelled the aroma of
his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs.
He gathered
his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the
wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort
forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands. With
labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen.
Were it not
for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven: there,
spread out on newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his
favorite chocolate chip cookies. Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of
heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy
man?
Mustering one
great final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his knees in
a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste of the cookie
was already in his mouth; seemingly bring him back to life.
The aged and
withered hand, shaking made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when
it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.
"Stay
out of those," she said, "they're for the funeral".
***
There are
three guys in a bar. Two are talking about the amount of control they have over
their wives. The third remains silent. After a while one of the first two turns
to the third and says, "Well what about you, what sort of control do you
have over your wife?"
"Well,
just the other night my wife came to me on her hands and knees."
His friends
were amazed! "What happened then?"
"Well,
then she said, 'GET OUT FROM UNDER THE BED AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN!'"
***
Mary Clancy
goes up to Father O'Sullivan after his Sunday morning service, and she's in
tears. He says, "So what's bothering you, dear?" She says, "Oh,
Father, I've got terrible news. My husband passed away last night." The priest
says, "Oh, Mary, that's terrible. Tell me, Mary, did he have any last
requests?" She says, "Aye, That he did, Father..." The priest
says"What did he ask, Mary?" She says, "He said, 'Please, Mary,
put down that damn gun...
***
Brenda
O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her
door. "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell
ya." "Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Tim. But
where's my husband?" "That's what I'm here to be tellin' ya, Brenda.
There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery..."
"Oh, God
no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me..."
"I must,
Brenda. Your husband Patrick is dead and gone. I'm sorry."
Finally, she
looked up. "How did it happen, Tim?"
"It was
terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout and drowned."
"Oh my
dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did he at least go quickly?"
"Well,
no Brenda... no. Not really. Fact is, he got out three times to pee."
***
If Men Really
Ruled The World.......
Any fake
phone number a girl gave you would automatically forward your call to her real
number.
Nodding and
looking at your watch would be deemed an acceptable response to "I love
you."
Hallmark
would make "Sorry, what was your name again?" cards.
When your
girlfriend really needed to talk to you during the game, she'd appear in a
little box in the corner of the screen during a time-out.
Breaking up
would be a lot easier. A smack to the ass and a "Nice hustle, you'll get
'em next time" would pretty much do it.
Birth control
would come in ale or lager.
Each year,
your raise would be pegged to the fortunes of the NFL team of your choice.
The funniest
guy in the office would get to be CEO.
Sorry I'm
late, but I got really wasted last night" would be an acceptable excuse
for tardiness.
At the end of
the workday, a whistle would blow and you'd jump out your window and slide down
the tail of a brontosaurus and right into your car like Fred Flintstone.
It'd be
considered harmless fun to gather 30 friends, put on horned helmets, and go
pillage a nearby town.
Lifeguards
could remove citizens from beaches for violating the "public
ugliness" ordinance.
Tanks would
be far easier to rent.
Garbage would
take itself out.
Instead of
beer belly, you'd get "beer biceps."
Instead of an
expensive engagement ring, you could present your wife-to-be with a giant foam
hand that said, "You're #1!"
Valentine's
Day would be moved to February 29th so it would only occur in leap years.
On Groundhog
Day, if you saw your shadow, you'd get the day off to go drinking. Mother's
Day, too. St. Patrick's Day, however, would remain exactly the same. But it
would be celebrated every month.
Cops would be
broadcast live, and you could phone in advice to the pursuing cops. Or to the
crooks.
Two words:
Ally McNaked.
Regis and
Kathie Lee would be chained to a cement mixer and pushed off the Golden Gate
Bridge for the most lucrative pay-per-view event in world history.
The victors
in any athletic competition would get to kill and eat the losers.
The only show
opposite Monday Night Football would be Monday Night Football from a Different
Camera Angle.
It would be
perfectly legal to steal a sports car, as long as you returned it the following
day with a full tank of gas.
Every man
would get four real Get Out of Jail Free cards per year.
When a cop
gave you a ticket, every smart-aleck answer you responded with would actually
reduce your fine. As in:
Cop:
"You know how fast you were going?"
You:
"All I know is, I was spilling my beer all over the place."
Cop:
"Nice one. That's $10 off."
Faucets would
run "Hot," "Cold," and "100 proof."
The Statue of
Liberty would get a bright red, 40-foot thong.
People would
never talk about how fresh they felt.
Daisy Duke
shorts would never again go out of style.
Telephones
would automatically cut off after 30 seconds of conversation.
***
Why don't
women fart as much as men do?
Because they
don't shut their mouth long enough for the pressure to build up!
***
How many men
does it take to change a light bulb?
None- Real
men aren't afraid of the dark!
***
A little boy
and girl go to the movies and see a Clark Gable movie. After the movie was over
and they were walking home, the little boy, thinking about what he just saw,
thought he would give it a try.
He turn to
the little girl, grabs her around the waist and leans her over and looks deeply
into her eyes. Then in his best Clark Gable voice said, "I want what I
want when I want it!"
The little
girl pushes him back, puts her hands on her hips and staring back says,
"You'll get what I got when I get it.
***
Q. What's the
difference between a woman gossiping on the front porch and a dog barking in
the back yard?
A. Bring the
dog inside, he'll shut up.
***
Difference
Between Men and Women
Let's say a
guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks her out to a
movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks
her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each
other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.
And then, one
evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Elaine, and, without
really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize that, as of tonight,
we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"
And then
there is silence in the car.
To Elaine, it
seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: Geez, I wonder if it
bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our
relationship; maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of
obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.
And Roger is
thinking: Gosh. Six months.
And Elaine is
thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of relationship, either.
Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd have time to think about
whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily
toward... I mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other
at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children?
Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I
really even know this person?
And Roger is
thinking: So, that means it was... let's see... February when we started going
out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means...let me
check the odometer... Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here.
And Elaine is
thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm reading this
completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy,
more commitment; maybe he has sensed, even before I sensed it, that I was
feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why he's so reluctant
to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of being rejected.
And Roger is
thinking: And I'm going to have them look at the transmission again. I don't
care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right. And they better not
try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It's 87
degrees and this thing is shifting like a garbage truck, and I paid those
incompetent thieves $600.
And Elaine is
thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry, too.
I feel so
guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the way I feel.
I'm just not
sure.
And Roger is
thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty... scum balls.
And Elaine is
thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up
on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a
person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems
to truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my self-centered,
schoolgirl romantic fantasy.
And Roger is
thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a warranty. I'll take
their warranty and stick it right up their...
"Roger,"
Elaine says aloud.
"What?"
says Roger, startled.
"Please
don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to brim
with tears. "Maybe I should never have... Oh God, I feel so... (She breaks
down, sobbing.)
"What?"
says Roger.
"I'm
such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight. I
really know that. It's silly. There's no knight, and there's no horse."
"There's
no horse?" says Roger.
"You
think I'm a fool, don't you?" Elaine says.
"No!"
says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer.
"It's
just that...it's that I...I need some time," Elaine says.
There is a
15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with
a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work.
"Yes," he says.
Elaine,
deeply moved, touches his hand. "Oh, Roger, do you really feel that
way?" she says.
"What
way?" says Roger.
"That
way about time," says Elaine.
"Oh,"
says Roger. "Yes."
Elaine turns
to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous
about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she
speaks.
"Thank
you, Roger," she says.
"Thank
you," says Roger.
Then he takes
her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until
dawn.
When Roger
gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately
becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two
Czechoslovakians he never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his
mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he
is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures
it's better if he doesn't think about it.
The next day
Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk
about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will
analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time
again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning,
considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this
subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite
conclusions, but never getting bored with it, either.
Meanwhile,
Roger, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of his and
Elaine's, will pause just before serving, frown, and say, "Norm, did
Elaine ever own a horse?"
And that's
the difference between men and women.
(by way of
humorist Dave Barry)
***
A man is like
a fine wine. He starts out as raw grapes, and it's a woman's job to stomp on
him and keep him in the dark until he matures into something she'd like to have
dinner with.
***
A
psychiatrist has just seen a patient. He asks him to wait and brings the
patient's wife in his office to talk with her about her husband's
life-threatening stress problem.
He tells her,
"I must recommend to you that you keep the home environment as stress-free
as possible. Have a hot meal ready for him when he comes home for dinner, keep
the house clean, and don't argue with him. Try this for two weeks and then
bring him back to the office. His life depends on it."
They go into
the lobby where her husband is waiting.
"What
did the doctor say, honey?" he asks.
The wife
looks at him. "He says you're going to die."