tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301731592009-02-21T10:15:21.089-06:00Joke of the DayJameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.comBlogger327125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-60522496126697864692007-07-24T14:47:00.001-05:002007-07-24T14:47:34.148-05:00Prescription<div style="text-align: justify;">Calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked right up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes, and said, “I would like to buy some cyanide.”<br /><br />The pharmacist asked, “Why in the world do you need cyanide?”<br /><br />The lady replied, “I need it to poison my husband.”<br /><br />The pharmacist’s eyes got big and he exclaimed, “Lord have mercy! I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband! That’s against the law! I’ll lose my license! They’ll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!”<br /><br />The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist’s wife.<br /><br />The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, “Well now, that’s different. You didn’t tell me you had a prescription.”<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-6052249612669786469?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-74170744879355068892007-07-24T14:10:00.000-05:002007-07-24T14:12:37.414-05:00First Kiss<div style="text-align: justify;">A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl announces to her boyfriend that after dinner, she would like to go out and make love for the first time.<br /><br /><br />Well, the boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacist to get some condoms. He tells the pharmacist it’s his first time and the pharmacist helps the boy for about an hour.<br /><br />He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex.<br /><br /><br />At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he’d like to buy, a 3-pack, 10-pack, or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.<br /><br /><br />That night, the boy shows up at the girl’s parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. “Oh, I’m so excited for you to meet my parents, come on in!”<br /><br /><br />The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl’s parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head.<br /><br /><br />A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down.<br /><br /><br />10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy.<br /><br /><br />Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, “I had no idea you were this religious.”<br /><br /><br />The boy turns, and whispers back, “I had no idea your father was a pharmacist.”</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-7417074487935506889?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-84680591535259167492007-07-24T14:09:00.000-05:002007-07-24T14:10:07.131-05:00Seek and Ye Shall Find...<div style="text-align: justify;">On a senior citizens bus tour, while the passengers were unloading to do some sightseeing, one elderly lady stopped and whispered in the driver's ear.<br />She said, "Driver, I believe that I was sexually harassed!" The driver didn't think much of her complaint, but promised he would check into it soon.<br /><br />Later, that same day, as the passengers were unloading again, a second little old lady bent down and whispered in his ear, "Sir, I believe I was sexually harassed!" This time, he figured he'd better look into it.<br /><br />A few passengers had remained on the bus, and he decided to go back and question them, to find out if they knew what was going on.<br /><br />He found one little old man crawling along the bus floor beneath the seats and stooped down to question him. "Excuse me sir, could I help you?"<br /><br />The elderly man looked up and said, "Well, sonny you sure can. I've lost my toupee and I'm trying to find it..."<br /><br />The man continued, "I thought I'd located it twice, but they were parted in the middle, and mine is parted on the side!"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-8468059153525916749?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-88637263596544072932007-07-24T14:08:00.001-05:002007-07-24T14:08:50.466-05:00Little Zachary<div style="text-align: justify;">Little Zachary was doing very badly in math.<br />His parents had tried everything... Tutors, mentors, flash cards, special learning centers.<br />In short, everything they could think of to help his math.<br /><br />Finally, in a last ditch effort, they took Zachary down and enrolled him in the local Catholic school. After the first day, little Zachary came home with a very serious look on his face. He didn't even kiss his mother Hello.<br />Instead, he went straight to his room and started studying. Books and papers were spread out all over the room and little Zachary was hard at work.<br />His mother was amazed. She called him down to dinner.<br /><br />To her shock, the minute he was done, he marched back to his room without a word, and in no time, he was back hitting the books as hard as before. This went on for some time, day after day, while the mother tried to understand what made all the difference.<br />Finally, little Zachary brought home his report card. He quietly laid it on the table, went up to his room and hit the books. With great trepidation, his Mom looked at it and to her great surprise, little Zachary got an "A" in math. She could no longer hold her curiosity.<br />She went to his room and said, "Son, what was it? Was it the nuns?"<br />Little Zachary looked at her and shook his head, no.<br />"Well, then," she replied, Was it the books, the discipline, the structure, the uniforms? "WHAT WAS IT ALREADY?"<br /><br />Little Zachary looked at her and said, "Well, on the first day of school when I saw that guy nailed to the plus sign, I knew they weren't fooling around."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-8863726359654407293?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-490927952587173182007-07-24T14:06:00.000-05:002007-07-24T14:07:58.811-05:00Blonde Handy-Woman<div style="text-align: justify;">A blonde, wanting to earn some extra money, decided to hire herself out as a "handy-woman" and started canvassing a nearby well-to-do neighbourhood.<br /><br />She went to the front door of the first house, and asked the owner if he had any odd jobs for her to do."Well, I guess I could use somebody to paint my porch," he said, how much will you charge me?"<br /><br />The blonde quickly responded, "How about ?50?"<br /><br />The man agreed and told her that the paint and everything she would need was in the garage.<br /><br />The man's wife, hearing the conversation, said to her husband, "Does she realize that our porch goes all the way around the house?"<br /><br />He responded, "That's a bit cynical, isn't it?<br /><br />The wife replied, "You're right. I guess I'm starting to believe all those dumb blonde jokes we've been getting by e-mail lately."<br /><br />A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.<br /><br />"You're finished already?" the husband asked.<br /><br />"Yes," the blonde replied, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats."<br /><br />Impressed, the man reached into his pocket for the ?50.00 and handed it to her.<br /><br />"And by the way," the Blonde added,<br /><br />"it's not a Porch, it's a Lexus.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-49092795258717318?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-64235539396261497612007-07-24T13:56:00.000-05:002007-07-24T13:57:30.746-05:00Things Only a Mom Can Teach<div style="text-align: justify;">My Mother taught me about ANTICIPATION:<br />"Just wait until your father gets home."<br /><br />My Mother taught me about RECEIVING:.<br />"You are going to get it when we get home!"<br /><br />My Mother taught me to MEET A CHALLENGE:<br />"What were you thinking? Answer me when I talk to you... Don't talk back to me!"<br /><br />My Mother taught me LOGIC:<br />"Because I said so, that's why."<br />&<br />"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to<br />The store with me."<br /><br />My Mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE:<br />"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."<br /><br />My Mother taught me to THINK AHEAD:<br />"If you don't pass your spelling test, you'll never get a good job."<br /><br />My Mother taught me ESP:<br />"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you're cold?"<br /><br />My Mother taught me HUMOR:<br />"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."<br /><br />My Mother taught me how to BECOME AN ADULT:<br />"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."<br />...............<br />My Mother taught me about SEX:<br />"How do you think you got here?"<br /><br />My Mother taught me about GENETICS:<br />"You're just like your father."<br /><br />My Mother taught me about my ROOTS:<br />"Do you think you were born in a barn?"<br /><br />My Mother taught me about WISDOM OF AGE:<br />"When you get to be my age, you will understand."<br /><br />My Mother taught me about JUSTICE:<br />"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you. Then you'll see what it's like."<br /><br />My mother taught me RELIGION:<br />"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."<br /><br />My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL:<br />"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"<br /><br />My mother taught me FORESIGHT:<br />"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."<br /><br />My mother taught me IRONY:<br />"Keep crying and I'll *give* you something to cry about."<br /><br />My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY:<br />"If I've told you once, I've told you a million times: Don't Exaggerate!!!"<br /><br />My mother taught me about ENVY:<br />"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do!"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-6423553939626149761?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-38967494048203596872007-07-24T13:32:00.000-05:002007-07-24T13:33:56.640-05:00The Cowboy<div style="text-align: justify;">A modern day cowboy has spent many days crossing the Texas plains without water. His horse has already died of thirst.<br /><br />He's crawling through the sand, certain that he has breathed hislast breath, when all of a sudden he sees an object sticking out of the sand several yards ahead of him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand, and discovers what looks to be an old briefcase.<br /><br />He opens it and out pops a genie. But this is no ordinary genie. She is wearing a FEMA(FederalEmergencyManagementAgency) ID badge and a dull gray dress. There's a calculator in her pocketbook. She has a pencil tucked behind one ear.<br /><br />"Well, cowboy," says the genie.. "You know how I work.... You have three wishes."<br /><br />"I'm not falling for this." said the cowboy... "I'm not going to trust a FEMA genie."<br /><br />"What do you have to lose?You've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!" The cowboy thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the genie is right.<br /><br />"OK!, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plenty of food and drink."<br /><br />***POOF***<br /><br />The cowboy finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen, and he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.<br /><br />"OK, cowpoke, what's your second wish?"<br /><br />"My second wish is that I was rich beyond my wildest dreams."<br /><br />***POOF***<br /><br />The cowboy finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.<br /><br />"OK, cowpuncher, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"<br /><br />After thinking for a few minutes, the cowboy says... "I wish that no matter where I go, beautiful women will want and need me."<br /><br />***POOF***<br /><br />He was turned into a tampon.<br /><br />The moral of the story: If the government offers you anything, there's going to be a string attached.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-3896749404820359687?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-23228744484044502322007-06-30T11:36:00.000-05:002007-07-24T13:37:19.569-05:00Why is air a lot like sex?<div style="text-align: justify;">Because it's no big deal unless you're not getting any!<br /><br />What do attorneys use for birth control?<br /><br />Their personalities.<br /><br /><br />What's the difference between a girlfriend and wife?<br /><br />45 lbs<br /><br />What's the difference between a boyfriend and husband?<br /><br />45 minutes<br /><br />Why is it so hard for women to find men that are sensitive, caring, and good-looking? Because those men already have boyfriends<br /><br />What makes men chase women they have no intention of marrying?<br /><br />The same urge that makes dogs chase cars they have no intention of driving.<br /><br />What's the difference between a porcupine and BMW?<br /><br />A porcupine has the pricks on the outside.<br /><br />Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact?<br /><br />Breasts don't have eyes.<br /><br />Why do drivers' education classes in Redneck schools use the car only on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays?<br /><br />Because on Tuesday and Thursday, the Sex Ed class uses it.<br /><br />How do you get a sweet little 80-year-old lady to say the F word?<br /><br />Get another sweet little 80-year-old lady to yell *BINGO*!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-2322874448404450232?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-60668354005864521442007-05-20T16:03:00.000-05:002007-07-24T13:40:18.040-05:00Gold Medalist<div style="text-align: justify;">Three women were sitting around talking about their sex lives.<br /><br />The first said, "I think my husband's like a championship golfer. He's spent the last ten years perfecting his stroke."<br /><br />The second woman said, "My husband's like the winner of the Indy 500. Every time we get into bed he gives me several hundred exciting laps."<br /><br />The third woman was silent until she was asked, "Tell us about your husband."<br /><br />She thought for a moment and said, "My husband's like an Olympic gold-medal-winning quarter-miler."<br /><br />"How so?"<br /><br />"He's got his time down to under 40 seconds."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-6066835400586452144?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-88612338641729486102007-04-30T13:19:00.000-05:002007-07-24T13:21:03.208-05:00Mole Breakfast<div style="text-align: justify;">Once upon a time there lived a mama mole, a papa mole, and a baby mole, all living in a quaint little mole hole outside of a farm house in the country.<br /><br />One morning Papa Mole poked his head out of the hole, inhaled deeply and sighed, “Mmmmm, I smell sausage.”<br /><br />At that, Mama Mole poked her little head outside of the hole, sniffed loudly, and remarked, “Mmmmmm, I smell pancakes.”<br /><br />Baby Mole tried to push his head outside the hole too, but was completely blocked out by his parents, who were much larger than he. Sulky, Baby Mole sat back down and pouted, “Phooey! All I can smell is molasses!”</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-8861233864172948610?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-33894644631253609442007-03-27T00:02:00.000-05:002007-07-24T13:44:15.697-05:00Computer Diagnosis<div style="text-align: justify;">One day Bill complained to his friend that his elbow really hurt.<br /><br />"Why don't you go to the drug store?" His friend suggested. "There's a computer there that can diagnose anything quicker and cheaper than a doctor! You just put in a sample of your urine and the computer will diagnose your problem and tell you what you can do about it. It only costs $10."<br /><br />Bill was intrigued, so he filled a jar with a urine sample and went to the drug store. Finding the computer, he poured in the sample and deposited the $10. The computer started making some noise and various lights started flashing. After a brief pause out popped a small slip of paper on which was printed: "You have tennis elbow. Soak your arm in warm water. Avoid heavy lifting. It will be better in two weeks." Bill was amazed.<br /><br />Later that evening Bill was still thinking about how amazing this new technology was and how it would change medical science forever. Then he began to wonder if this machine, being JUST a machine, could be incorrect about a diagnosis, or even fooled.<br /><br />To test it, he mixed together some tap water, a stool sample from his dog, urine samples from his wife and daughter, and then to top it off, he masturbated into the concoction. He went back to the drug store, located the machine, poured in the sample and deposited the $10. The computer again made the usual noise and printed out the following message:<br /><br />"Your tap water is too hard. Get a water softener. Your dog has worms. Get him vitamins. Your daughter is using cocaine. Put her in a rehabilitation clinic. Your wife is pregnant with twin girls. They are not yours. Get a lawyer. And if you don't stop jerking off, your tennis elbow will never get better."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-3389464463125360944?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-46086005359307357162007-02-17T22:58:00.000-06:002007-07-24T14:01:53.895-05:00Boat Blondes<div style="text-align: justify;">There was a blonde driving down the road one day. She pulled up to a stoplight and glanced to her right, noticing another blonde sitting in the middle of a nearby field, rowing a boat furiously with not a drop of water in sight.<br /><br />The blonde pulled her car over and got out. Slamming the door angrily she yelled across the field at the rowing blonde, “What do you think you're doing? It's things like this that give us blondes a bad name. If I could swim, I'd come out there and kick your ass!”</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-4608600535930735716?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-7451848029344280062007-01-20T02:02:00.000-06:002007-07-24T14:03:34.490-05:00Men Are Just Happier PeopleMen Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures?<br /><br />Your last name stays put.<br />The garage is all yours.<br />Wedding plans take care of themselves.<br />Chocolate is just another snack.<br />You can be President.<br />You can never be pregnant.<br />You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.<br />You can wear NO shirt to a water park.<br />Car mechanics tell you the truth.<br />The world is your urinal.<br />You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky.<br />You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.<br />Same work, more pay.<br />Wrinkles add character.<br />Wedding dress $5000.Tux rental-$100.<br />People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.<br />The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.<br />New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.<br />One mood all the time.<br />Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.<br />You know stuff about tanks.<br />A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.<br />You can open all your own jars.<br />You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.<br />If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.<br />Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.<br />Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.<br />You almost never have strap problems in public.<br />You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.<br />Everything on your face stays its original color.<br />The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.<br />You only have to shave your face and neck.<br />You can play with toys all your life.<br />Your belly usually hides your big hips.<br />One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons.<br />You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.<br />You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife.<br />You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.<br />You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-745184802934428006?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Mary Mezackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01913248502083763207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165529388981805622006-12-07T16:08:00.000-06:002006-12-07T16:10:32.090-06:00Nelson Mandela<div align="justify">Nelson Mandela is sitting at home watching TV and drinking a beer when he hears a knock at the door. When he opens it, he is confronted by a ittle Japanese man, clutching a clip board and yelling,<br /><br />"You Sign! You sign!"<br /><br />Behind him is an enormous truck full of car exhausts. Nelson is standing there in complete amazement, when the Japanese man starts to yell louder,<br /><br />"You Sign! You sign!"<br /><br />Nelson says to him, "Look, you've obviously got the wrong man", and shuts the door in his face.<br /><br />The next day he hears a knock at the door again.<br /><br />When he opens it, the little Japanese man is back with a huge truck of brake pads. He thrusts his clipboard under Nelson's nose, yelling,<br /><br />"You sign! You sign!"<br /><br />Mr Mandela is getting a bit hacked off by now, so he pushes the little Japanese man back, shouting: "Look, go away! You've got the wrong man. I don't want them!"<br /><br />Then he slams the door in his face again.<br /><br />The following day, Nelson is resting, and late in the afternoon, he hears a knock on the door again. On opening the door, there is the same little Japanese man thrusting a clipboard under his nose, shouting,<br /><br />"You sign! You sign!"<br /><br />Behind him are TWO very large trucks full of car parts. This time Nelson loses his temper completely, he picks up the little man by his shirt front and yells at him: "Look, I don't want these! Do you understand?<br /><br />You must have the wrong name! Who do you want to give these to?"<br /><br />The little Japanese man looks very puzzled, consults his clipboard, and says:<br /><br />(It's a beauty)...<br /><br />(wait for it)...<br /><br />(Get your best Japanese accent ready)......<br /><br />"You not Nissan Main Deala?"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552938898180562?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165529249795915782006-12-07T16:07:00.000-06:002006-12-07T16:07:29.810-06:00Affirmations for Pessimists<div align="justify">Don't try beating 'em or joining 'em. Either hang out by yourself or quit.<br /><br />Seek, and you shall be disappointed.<br /><br />Knock, and the door shall be slammed in your face.<br /><br />If you don't have anything nice to say, welcome to the club.<br /><br />Did you ever sit back and evaluate your life and think, "Wow, things are going just as I always wanted them to?" I didn't think so - me either.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552924979591578?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165528040262122342006-12-07T15:46:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:47:20.263-06:00Black Powder<div align="justify">A guy enters a bank to see about getting a business loan.<br /><br />"What kind of business do you want to start?" asks the bank manager.<br /><br />"I have some black powder. You sprinkle it on a women's vagina and it makes it taste like a peach."<br /><br />"I don't think we can give you a loan." he replied.<br /><br />So the guy left. A few months later he went into the bank with a wheel barrel filled with money.<br /><br />The same bank manager said, "Congratulations, I guess that idea for black powder really paid off."<br /><br />"Nah, that didn't go anywhere. I made my money with this white powder."<br /><br />"Really," replied the bank manager. "What does it do?"<br /><br />"Give me a peach and I'll show you."<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552804026212234?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165528001196354952006-12-07T15:44:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:46:41.196-06:00Angry Shiek<div align="justify">Three guys were on a trip to <a href="http://www.saudiarabia.travelphotoguide.com/"><strong>Saudi Arabia</strong></a>. One day, they stumbled into a harem tent filled with over 100 beautiful women. They started getting friendly with all the women, when suddenly the Sheik came in. "I am the master of all these women. No one else can touch them except me. You three men must pay for what you have done today. You will be punished in a way corresponding to your profession."<br /><br />The Sheik turns to the first man and asks him what he does for a living.<br /><br />"I'm a cop", says the first man.<br /><br />"Then we will shoot your penis off!", said the Sheik.<br /><br />He then turned to the second man and asked him what he did for a living.<br /><br />"I'm a firemen", said the second man.<br /><br />"Then we will burn your penis off!", said the sheik.<br /><br />Finally, he asked the last man, "And you, what do you do for a living?"<br /><br />And the third man answered, "I'm a lollipop salesman!"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552800119635495?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165527853744998122006-12-07T15:43:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:44:13.746-06:00Who Wants to be a Millionaire<div align="justify">Mick appeared on the Newfoundland version of "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" and towards the end of the program had already won $500,000.<br /><br />"You've done very well so far," said the show's presenter, but for 1 Million dollars, you've only got one lifeline left -phone-a-friend. "Everything is riding on this question .....will you go for it?"<br /><br />"Sure," said Mick. "I'll have a go!"<br /><br />"OK. The question is: which of the following birds does NOT build it's own nest ? (a)Robin ( b)Sparrow (c)Cuckoo (d)Thrush."<br /><br />" I hasn't got a clue," said Mick, "So I'll use my last lifeline and phone my friend Paddy back home in Come-Bye-Chance."<br /><br />Mick called up his mate, told him the circumstances and repeated the question to him.<br /><br />Fookin Ell, Mick!" cried Paddy. "Dat's just simple loogic....it's a Cuckoo."<br /><br />"Are you sure, Paddy?" asked Mick.<br /><br />"I'm fookin sure" replied Paddy.<br /><br />Mick hung up the phone and told the TV presenter, "I'll go with cuckoo as my answer."<br /><br />Is that your final answer?" asked the host.<br /><br />"Dat it is Sir."<br /><br />There was a long, long pause, then the presenter screamed, "Cuckoo is the correct answer! Mick, you've won $1,000,000.00!"<br /><br />The next night, Mick invited Paddy to their local pub to buy him a drink. "Tell me, Paddy? How in God's name did you know it was the cuckoo that doesn't build its own nest? I mean you know fook-all about birds."<br />Fer fooks sake!" laughed Paddy. "Everybody knows a fookin cuckoo lives in a clock!" </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552785374499812?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165527784753429072006-12-07T15:42:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:43:04.756-06:00Blonde Joke<div align="justify">A man was in his front yard mowing grass when his attractive blond female neighbor came out of the house and went straight to the mailbox. She opened it then slammed it shut &amp;stormed back in the house.<br />A little later she came out of her house again went to the mail box and again, opened it, slammed it shut again. Angrily, back into the house she went. As the man was getting ready to edge the lawn, here she came out again, marched to the mail box, opened it and then slammed it closed harder than ever.<br /><br />Puzzled by her actions the man asked her, "Is something wrong?"<br /><br />To which she replied, "There certainly is!"<br /><br />(Are you ready? This is a beauty...)<br /><br />My stupid computer keeps saying, "YOU'VE GOT MAIL." </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552778475342907?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165527707719643622006-12-07T15:41:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:41:47.720-06:00Marriage Counsellor<div align="justify">The husband and wife go to a counsellor after 15 years of marriage.<br /><br />The counsellor asks them what the problem is and the wife goes into a tirade listing every problem they have ever had in the 15 years they've been married. She goes on and on and on. Finally, the counsellor gets up, goes around the desk, embraces the woman and kisses her passionately. The woman shuts up and sits quietly in a daze.<br /><br />The counsellor turns to the husband and says "that is what your wife needs at least three times a week. Can you do that?"<br /><br />The husband thinks for a moment and replies, "Well, I can get her here Monday and Wednesday, but Friday I'm fishing."<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552770771964362?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165527398973720952006-12-07T15:36:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:36:38.973-06:00Sex With Tarazan<div align="justify">One day Jane met Tarzan in the jungle. She was very attracted to him and, during her questions about his life, she asked him how he managed for sex. "What's that?" he asked. She explained to him what sex was, and he said, "Oh,Tarzan use hole in trunk of tree."<br /><br />Horrified, she said, "Tarzan you have that all wrong! I will show you how to do it properly." She took off her clothes, lay down on the ground, and spread her legs wide. "Here," she said, pointing, "You must put it in here."<br /><br />Tarzan removed his loincloth, stepped closer and then gave her an almighty kick in the crotch. Jane rolled around in agony. Eventually she managed to gasp, "Why the hell did you do that?"<br /><br />"Tarzan check for bees!"<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552739897372095?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165527361131519622006-12-07T15:35:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:36:01.133-06:00Country Politics<div align="justify">A busload of politicians was driving down a country road on its way to an important political function, when suddenly one of the wheels burst, and the driver lost control, running the bus right off the road and into a local barn.<br /><br />The old farmer who owned the barn was in a nearby field, and when he saw the accident he got off his tractor to investigate. Upon inspecting the bus and his barn, he proceeded to dig a large hole, dragged each polician off the bus, and buried every one of them.<br /><br />A few days later, the local sheriff was cruising by when he spotted the smashed bus still lodged in the side of the farmer's barn. He pulled over and asked the old farmer where all the politicians had gone.<br /><br />The old farmer told him he had buried them.<br /><br />The sheriff exclaimed, "Lordy, were they all dead?"<br /><br />The old farmer said, "Well, some of them said they weren't, but you know how them crooked politicians lie." </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552736113151962?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165527269500117182006-12-07T15:21:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:34:29.520-06:00Hungry Monkey<div align="justify">A guy walks into a bar with his pet monkey. He orders a drink and while he's drinking, the monkey starts jumping all over the place. The monkey grabs some olives off the bar and eats them, then grabs some sliced limes and eats them,then jumps up on the pool table, grabs the cue ball, sticks it in his mouth and swallows it whole.<br /><br />The bartender screams at the guy, "Did you see what your monkey just did?" The guy says, "No, what?" "He just ate the cue ball off my pool table - whole!" says the bartender. "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replies the patron. "He eats everything in sight, the little twerp. I'll pay for the cue ball and stuff." He finishes his drink, pays his bill, and leaves. Two weeks later he's in the bar again, and he has his monkey with him. He orders a drink and the monkey starts running around the bar again.<br /><br />While the man is drinking, the monkey finds a maraschino cherry on the bar. He grabs it, sticks it up his butt, pulls it out, and eats it. The bartender is disgusted. "Did you see what your monkey did now?" "Now what?" asks the patron. "Well, he stuck a maraschino cherry up his butt, then pulled it out and ate it!" says the barkeeper.<br /><br />"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replies the patron. "He still eats everything in sight, but ever since he ate that damn cue ball he measures everything first!"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552726950011718?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165526134424105692006-12-07T15:11:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:15:34.450-06:00Fun with the Law<div align="justify">A big-city lawyer was representing the railroad in a lawsuit filed by an old rancher. The rancher's prize bull was missing from the section through which the railroad passed. The rancher only wanted to be paid the fair value of the bull. The case was scheduled to be tried before the justice of the peace in the back room of the general store.<br /><br />The attorney for the railroad immediately cornered the rancher and tried to get him to settle out of court. The lawyer did his best selling job, and finally the rancher agreed to take half of what he was asking.<br /><br />After the rancher had signed the release and took the check, the young lawyer couldn't resist gloating a little over his <a href="http://tiptrick.net/?cat=21"><strong>success</strong></a>, telling the rancher, "You know, I hate to tell you this, old man, but I put one over on you in there. I couldn't have won the case. The engineer was asleep and the fireman was in the caboose when the train went through your ranch that morning. I didn't have one witness to put on the stand. I bluffed you!"<br /><br />The old rancher replied, "Well, I'll tell you, young feller, I was a little worried about winning that case myself, because that durned bull came home this morning."<br /><br />* * * * * * * * *<br /><br />Taking his seat in his chambers, the judge faced the opposing lawyers. "So," he said, "I have been presented, by both of you, with a bribe."<br /><br />Both lawyers squirmed uncomfortably. "You, attorney Leon, gave me $15,000. And you, attorney Campos, gave me $10,000."<br /><br />The judge reached into his pocket and pulled out a check. He handed it to Leon. "Now then, I'm returning $5,000, and we're going to decide this case solely on its merits!"<br /><br />* * * * * * * * *<br /><br />Two attorneys went into a diner and ordered two drinks. Then they produced sandwiches from their briefcases and started to eat. The owner became quite concerned and marched over and told them,<br /><br />"You can't eat your own sandwiches in here!"<br /><br />The attorneys looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and then exchanged sandwiches. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552613442410569?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30173159.post-1165525585155860682006-12-07T15:05:00.000-06:002006-12-07T15:06:25.156-06:007 Reasons not to Mess with a Child<div align="justify">A little girl: was talking to her teacher about whales.<br />The teacher: said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.<br />The little girl: stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.<br />Irritated, the teacher: reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.<br />The little girl: said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".<br />The teacher: asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"<br />The little girl: replied, "Then you ask him".<br /><br />A Kindergarten teacher: was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.<br />As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.<br />The girl: replied, "I'm drawing God."<br />The teacher: paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like."<br />Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, "They will in a minute."<br /><br />A Sunday school teacher: was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds.<br />After explaining the commandment to "honour" thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?"<br />Without missing a beat one little boy: (the oldest of a family) answered, "Thou shall not kill."<br /><br />One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.<br />She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?"<br />Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white."<br />The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"<br /><br />The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.<br />"Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'<br />A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, She's dead. "<br /><br />A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood.<br />Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face.."<br />"Yes," the class said.<br />"Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?"<br />A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."<br /><br />The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:<br />"Take only ONE. God is watching."<br />Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.<br />A child had written a note, "Take all you want. God is watching the apples.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30173159-116552558515586068?l=www.jokes.vaty.net%2Findex.php'/></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02375962272338606303noreply@blogger.com0