Whats the difference between snowmen and snowladies?
Snowballs.
Whats the difference between snowmen and snowladies?
Snowballs.
A bridegroom, the first night he was in bed with his bride, said, When I solicited your chastity, if you had granted, I would not have married you.
Faith, I thought as much, said the cunning lady, but as I had been cheated two or three times before, I was determined not to be foold again!
You might be a redneck if…
You have to duct tape your gloves on.
Youve ever pruned your trees with a shotgun.
Someone says they spotted Bigfoot and you go buy tickets to the tractor pull.
You think that Marlboro is a cologne.
Your best coat is a black and red checkered.
You put your Christmas lights up 2 weeks after taking them down.
You consider duct tape and tarp straps necessities for auto body repair.
You raise the confederate flag in the bed of your truck whenever you go for a drive.
You cant wait for the Saturday night square dance.
You refer to your truck as if it had a legal first name.
Youve ever been given a gun as a present.
Flannel is your favorite color.
You or one of your relatives is named Cletus.
Your grandfather can sense a storm coming by a mysterious twitching in his knee.
The make, model, and license plate number of your truck are obscured by a layer of mud.
You have got more bumper stickers than children.
Your wife has ever taken two pairs of shoes to a funeral: one pair to trudge thru the wet Georgia red clay between the house and the pickup, and the other pair to wear at the funeral.
You have ever been in a funeral where the flower truck was a pickup, particularly if it belonged to one of the family, more particularly if it was yours.
You have ever had to stop at a car wash on the way to a funeral to wash the dump dirt from the back of your pickup so you can use it as a flower truck.
Your clawfoot bathtub has ever been unusable because your wife was using it as a brooder.
Estaba Pepito en el salón de clases cuando entra el inspector de la SecretarÃa de Educación y dice a la profesora que desea observar el desarrollo de la clase, y se sienta en una silla vacÃa, justo ATRAS de Pepito. La profesora continúa su clase:
A ver Juanito ¿a quién se le conoce como el Padre de la Patria, iniciador de la independencia de México?
A Miguel Hidalgo, profesora.
Asi continúa haciendo preguntas y el inspector nota que la profesora omite hacer preguntas a Pepito, por lo que discretamente se lo señala con el dedo para que lo haga participar. La profesora, un poco nerviosa porque no quiere que Pepito salga con una de sus vulgaridades, le prepara cuidadosamente una pregunta:
A ver, Pepito, recuerdas la clase de ayer en la que platicamos la historia del Himno Nacional.
Claro que me acuerdo profesora.
¿Recuerdas qué le dijo el Sr. Francisco Gonzalez Bocanegra a su esposa cuando esta le pidió que él escribiera el Himno Nacional?, eso lo comentamos ayer Pepito.
SÃ profesora… lo tengo en la punta de la lengua…
Mientras la profesora esperaba la respuesta, nerviosamente jugaba con un lápiz que acabó por caérsele al suelo. Al inclinarse a recogerlo mostró todos sus lindos atributos fÃsicos. Entonces Pepito continuó…
¡Ya me acordé! El tipo ese dijo: ¡Qué buenas nalgas tienes mamacita!
La profesora, molesta por la respuesta, le pide a Pepito que salga del salón.
Pepito, muy serio, recoge sus cuadernos y libros e indignado voltea hacia el inspector y le dice:
¡Ya vez pendejo, si no sabes para que soplas!
Dick Cheney gets a call from his boss, George W. Bush
Ive got a problem, says George.
Whats the matter? asks Cheney.
Well, you told me to keep busy in the Oval Office so I got a jigsaw puzzle, but its too hard. None of the pieces fit together and I cant find any edges.
Whats it a picture of? asks Cheney.
A big rooster, replies George.
All right, sighs Cheney, Ill come over and have a look.
So he leaves his office and heads over to the Oval Office. G.W. points at the jigsaw on his desk.
Cheney looks at the desk and then turns to the president and says, Oh, for petes sake, George – put the corn flakes back in the box.
Three nuns die and go to heaven. They are met at the pearly gates by St.
Peter, who tells them they led such good lives they will be permitted to
return to earth as anyone they want.
The first nun thinks it over and says
Id like to return as Sophia Loren.
St. Peter says Fine, you can return as Sophia Loren.
The second nun thinks and says Id like to be Gina Lollabrigida.
St. Peter says No problem, you can return as Gina Lollabrigida.
The third nun says I think Id like to be Virginia Pipeline.
St. Peter says, Hmmm, I dont think I know of anyone named Virginia
Pipeline.
At which point the third nun shows him the headline from the morning
paper: Virginia Pipeline Laid by 25 Men
Q: What did the blondes right leg say to the left leg?
A: Nothing. Theyve never met.
Things are getting so bad that 60 minutes is investigating 20/20.
Mommy, mommy, I dont want to visit grandma today! Shut up and keep digging, boy.
I am reminded…
A New Hampshireman stops by a cafe for breakfast. After paying the tab, he
checks his pockets and leaves his tip–three pennies. As he strides
toward the door, his waitress muses, only half to herself: You know, you
can tell a lot about a man by the tip he leaves.
The man turns around,
curiosity getting the better of him. Oh, really? Tell me, what does
my tip say?
Well, this penny tells me youre a thrifty man. Barely able to conceal
his pride, the man utters Hmm, true enough.
And this penny, it tells me youre a bachelor. Surprised at her
perception, he says, Well, thats true, too.
And the third penny tells me that your father was one, too.