Friday, March 13, 2009

Share a Laugh

Much of the local and national news is discouraging. I'm tired of being depressed over things that are out of my control. Here's a joke a friend emailed me. Please share some of your own.

On their honeymoon, the blonde bride slipped into a sexy nightie and, with great anticipation, crawled into bed, only to find her new Catholic husband had settled down on the couch.

When she asked him why he was apparently not going to make love to her, he replied, 'It's Lent'.

In tears, she sobbed, 'Well, that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard! Who did you lend it to, and for how long?'
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10 comments:

OrbsCorbs said...

Technically, kk, I believe that is a Catholic joke, and not a blond joke.

March 13, 2009 at 9:39 AM
OKIE said...

As an ex-Catholic, that joke just cracked me up.

March 13, 2009 at 9:50 AM
kkdither said...

Ahhh. What is reality? I think the records claim I'm still both. Funny stuff anyway! Thanks for the laugh!

March 13, 2009 at 10:35 AM
Toad said...

Some of you may not find this funny, but, think about it. IT'S FUNNY.

My Mom died almost 22 years ago this month. We were all in St. Edwards for her funeral mass, and of course the family was in the front row. Shortly before the mass started the Priest greeted us, and asked me "How is your Dad doing" I said he died 16 years ago. DUH. Maybe he wondered why he wasn't in the front row with us?

March 13, 2009 at 11:39 AM
Anonymous said...

Toad,

Well at least the priest didn't say "Well tell him I said "Hi" the next time you see him."

March 13, 2009 at 1:14 PM
Toad said...

logjam, My wife doesn't believe in following who is living and who is dead. (Obits) I read them every day. I would HATE to run into somebody in Racine, only to ask how so and so was and find out their dead, and have been for a long time.

I finally have decided, I just won't tell her anymore. Sadly she will learn the hard way. She says I DWELL on death. I wonder what that really means?

March 13, 2009 at 1:43 PM
Anonymous said...

I'm going so far as to planning my funeral. Lately I've been thinking about songs. I don't even own a plot, yet Of course my boys said I will be in the burn barrel in their back yard while they reminess and then put me in a coffee can. I told them just make sure I'm dead. I crossed my hands on my chest and showed the girls at work how a corpse looks (my hands look like old lady hands) and they laughed. I know the whole funeral will be chuckling when I die.

March 13, 2009 at 4:02 PM
Toad said...

That's the way to go. Make em laugh. No point in crying. They all stop when the food arrives. The music is a neat idea. Ear Buds, or Headphones?

March 13, 2009 at 7:07 PM
Anonymous said...

Wow how quickly we went from a joke to death...........mean while back at the ranch.....I wish my X would have lent me out..........I wouldn't have come back.......hahaha........

March 14, 2009 at 8:58 AM
Toad said...

ABBY, Talking about the X. My sister has some REALLY clever statements similar to yours about HER X.

That really WAS funny.

March 14, 2009 at 9:30 AM

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