Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Really funny jokes-Bottle of Wine

Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road.
As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride. With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything she saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to
Sally.
"What in bag?" asked the old woman.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband."
The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two.
Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder,she said:
"Good trade..."

Marriage jokes-30 DAYS

"What's the matter, you look depressed."
"I'm having trouble with my wife."
"What happened?"
"She said she wasn't going to speak to me for 30 days."
"But that ought to make you happy."
"It did, but today is the last day."

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Short funny jokes-Neurotic pig

What did the neurotic pig say to the farmer?
You take me for grunted.

Really funny jokes-First meeting

Mike: Do you remember first meeting your wife?
John: Sure, I found Jill lying face down in the gutter. I lifted her to her feet and promised her that if she agreed to marry me, she would begin a new life and I'd never allow her near the gutter again.
Mike: Wow, I hope she appreciates what you did for her.
John: Not really. Jill hated to give up bowling.

Sardar jokes-Mental deficiency

A noted psychiatrist was a guest at a party and his host, Banta, naturally broached the subject in which the doctor was most at ease.
"Would you mind telling me, Doctor," Banta asked "how you detect a mental deficiency in somebody who appears completely normal?"
"Nothing is easier," he replied. "You ask him a simple question which everyone should answer with no trouble. If he hesitates, that puts you on the track."
"What sort of question?"
"Well, you might ask him, 'Captain Cook made three trips around the world and died during one of them. Which one?'
Banta thought for a moment, and then said with a nervous laugh, "You wouldn't happen to have another example would you? I must confess I don't know much about history."

Monday, July 20, 2009

Cute, Innocent, Funny & Amazing Letters to the President by Little Children

Dear President Obama,
We're almost out of ivory toothpicks and we need a new hedge maze (the old one is too easy). Please give Daddy another tax cut. Pleeeaaassseee? If you do, I'll get Yolanda to bake you some cookies. She's from Mexico but don't tell anyone 'cuz it's a big secret.
Chip, age 7

Dear President Obama,
I want a Super Soaker and Roller blades and an X-Box 360 with lots of games. Mom says I should write to Santa Claus instead, but he's just some fat Swede and you're the leader of the free world. It's no contest! Anyway, I've been pretty good this year, except for that thing with the glue gun, but that was totally not my fault. Cats just don't listen.
Sonny, age 10

Dear President Obama,
Can you really turn back time? Mommy's life partner says you want to go back to a time when radio was popular and people wore hats and there were tigers everywhere. Just be careful that you don't accidentally kill your own grandmother or grandfather, because then you wouldn't exist. It's a paradox.
Ashley, age 8

Dear President Obama,
There are too many states. I have to memorize all of them AND their stupid capitals (even Bismarck) and it's too hard! Please get rid of some of them before I fail geography. Why not start with North Dakota? It's small and cold and its state animal is a gopher. Nobody likes gophers.
Gene, age 9

Dear President Obama,
Electric cars suck. Please tell the car people to make cars that runs on tofu (YUCK!) and have built-in George Foreman grills for hamburgers (YUM!) and anti-condor catapults on the roof (COOL!). I'll vote for you forever, I promise!
Hank, age 10

Dear President Obama,
I'm hungry. Mommy lost her second job at Target and now we can't afford relish or anything. Please put food on my family! Anything you can spare would be great. God bless!
Conny, age 7

Dear President Obama,
I used to want to be a politician like you, but not anymore. Aunt Lucy says politicians eat pies stuffed with baby birds. I tried to bake a pie like that, and now I'm not allowed in the park anymore, not even just to use the swings. It's not fair!
Teddy, age 9

Dear President Obama,
Please find enclosed fifty cents. I am a lobbyist, this is a campaign contribution, and now I own you. The first thing I want you to do is pass a law against bathtime. I HATE BATHTIME! Do it before supper and there is another fifty cents in it for you.
Zack, age 8

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Really funny jokes-Getting Into the Olympics

Three friends were big fans of the Olympics and were trying to sneak into the Olympic Village to scoop souvenirs and autographs.
The first said, "Let's watch the registration table to see if there's a crack in the security system that we can utilize to work our way in."
A moment later, a burly athlete walked up to the table and stated,
"Angus MacPherson. Scotland. Shot put." He opened his gym bag to display a shot put to the registration attendant.
The attendant said, "Very good, Mr. MacPherson. Here is your packet of registration materials, complete with hotel keys, passes to all Olympic events, meal tickets, and other information. "
The first man got an idea. There was a construction site practically next door. Surely there would be some props they could use. They headed over to the site, slipped through the gate and had a look around.
The first man picked up a long thin board, whittled a sharp point on one end, headed back to the Olympic Village, walked up to the registration table and said, "Chuck Wagon. Canada. Javelin."
The attendant said, "Very good, Mr. Wagon. Here is your packet of registration materials, hotel keys, passes, meal tickets, and information. Good luck!"
The second man came in with a street utility manhole cover. He walked up to the registration table and stated, "Dusty Rhodes. Australia. Discus."
The attendant said, "Terrific, Mr. Rhodes. Here is your packet of registration materials, hotel keys, a full set of passes, and meal tickets. Enjoy yourself."
They both scampered in, but suddenly realized their third was missing.
They looked around but they didn't see him. They began to worry because he was kind of a simpleton and they forgot to make sure he didn't do something stupid and blow their cover stories. Just then they saw him walking up to the registration table. In horror, they realized what he was carrying and what he was about to say. They tried to stop him but it was too late.
He proudly walked up to the table with a roll of chain link wire under his arm and stated, "Foster Bean. Hardwick, Vermont. Fencing."