One Friday afternoon at the law firm of Dewey, Cheatum & Howe…
…Darla, the blonde receptionist at the firm runs back to the paralegal’s office with a long gold cardboard box in her hand.
“Look, Patty!” she exclaims excitedly, “Your husband just sent you a dozen long stemmed American beauty roses! How romantic! Wish my George was half as romantic… All I get on Fridays is a text asking me to pick him up a case of beer. Then he gets drunk and doesn’t pay any attention to me all weekend,” she sighs.
Patty rolls her eyes. “You’re the lucky one,” she says. “Yeah it SEEMS romantic on the surface of it, but you know what it REALLY means? I’ll have to spend the whole weekend in bed with my legs in the air!”
Darla looks puzzled for a second, and then a knowing look crosses her face.
“Oh I get it. Well, why don’t you just stop at a store on your way home and buy a vase?”
My Wife came in to show me her new Bra from Victoria Secret.
I asked her "How much was it?" and she replied "Only $100". I yelled "You spent $100 on underwear?" Suddenly she pulled the bra all the way down and I instantly forgot why I was angry ...
A guy goes in for a physical and the doctor asks him about his daily routine.
The man says, "Well, Doc., just yesterday afternoon, I musta walked at least 5 miles. I waded up to my knees in a lake, drank 3 beers, outran a pack of wild dogs in the underbrush, drank another 2 beers, took a long, leisurely piss behind a tree and just stepped out of the way of an aggressive rattlesnake. Drank another beer, crawled out of quicksand, stood in a poison ivy patch, drank another 2 beers, climbed up and down 5 steep hills, and took another leak behind a tree.
The doctor, listening to all of this, was duly impressed: "Man, you must be one hell of an outdoorsman!"
A man and a woman were deeply in love. She, being of a religious nature, had held back the worldly pleasure that he wanted so bad. In fact, he had never even seen her naked.
One day, as they drove down the freeway, she remarked on his overly cautious, slow driving habits.
"I can't stand it anymore," she told him. "Let's play a game. For every 5 miles per hour over the speed limit you drive, I'll remove one piece of clothing."
He enthusiastically agreed and sped up the car.
He reached the 55 MPH mark, so she took off her blouse. At 60, off came the pants. At 65 it was her bra and at 70 her panties. Now, seeing her naked for the first time, and traveling faster than he ever had before, he became very excited and lost control of the car.
He veered off the road, over an embankment and wrapped the car around a tree. His girlfriend was thrown clear, but he was trapped. She tried to pull him free but alas, he was stuck.
"Go up to the road and get help," he said.
"But I haven't anything to cover myself with!" she replied.
The man felt around, but could only reach one of his shoes.
"You'll have to use this to cover it up," he told her as he tossed the shoe.
So she did as he said and went up to the road for help.
Along came a truck driver. Seeing a naked, crying woman along the road, he pulled over to hear her story.
"My boyfriend, my boyfriend!" she sobs, "He's stuck and I can't pull him out!"
The truck driver, looking down at the shoe between her legs, replies,
"Ma'am, if he's in that far, I'm afraid there's no hope for him."