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Fine then.................... try this one......................WHB :rr:

Are You Gay?

1. If you are over thirty and you have a washboard stomach, you are gay. It
means you haven't sucked back enough beer with the boys and have spent the
rest of your free time doing sit-ups, aerobics, and doing the Oprah diet.

2. If you have a cat, you are a Flaaaaming homo. A cat is like a dog, but
gay - it grooms itself constantly but never scratches itself, has a
delicate touch except when it uses its nails, and whines to be fed. And
just think about how you call a dog... "Killer, come here! I said get your
ass over here, Killer!" Now think about how you call a cat..."Bun-bun, come
to daddy, snookums!" Jeeezus, you're fit to be framed, you're so gay.

3. If you suck on lollipops, Ring-Pops, baby pacifiers, or any such
nonsense, rest assured, you are a Gaylord. A straight man only sucks on
bar-b-que ribs, crab claws, raw oysters, crawfish guts, pickled pigs feet,
or tits. Anything else and you are in training to suck El Dicko and
undeniably gay.

4. If you refuse to take a dump in a public bathroom or piss in a parking
lot, you crave a deep homosexual relationship. A man's world is his
bathroom; he defecates and urinates where he pleases.

5. If you drink decaf coffee with skim milk, you like a high hard one in
the poop chute. Coffee is to be had strong, black, and full aroma. A
straight man will never be heard ordering a "Decaf Cafe Latte with Skim"
and he will never, ever know what artificial sweetener tastes like. If
you've had NutraSweet in your mouth, you've had a man there, too.

6. If you know more than six names of colors or four different types of
dessert, you might as well be handing out free passes to your ass. A real
man doesn't have memory space in his brain to remember all of that crap as
well as all the names of all the players in the Major league, NFL, NBA,
college ball, PGA and NASCAR. If you can pick out chartreuse or you know
what a "fressier" is you're gay. And if you can name ANY type of textile
other than denim, you are most certainly gay.

7. If you drive with both hands on the wheel, forget it, you're dying to
tune a meat whistle. A man only puts both hands on the wheel to honk at a
slow-ass driver or to cut the punk off. The rest of the time he needs that
hand to change the radio station, eat a hamburger, hold his beer, or play
with his little soldier in the passenger seat.

8. If you enjoy romantic comedies or French films, mon-frere, vous le Gay,
oui? The only time it is acceptable to watch one of those is with a woman
who knows how to reward her man. Watching any of the above films by
yourself or with another man is likely to result in SHC (spontaneous
homosexual combustion), which is what happens to gays when they flame out
too quickly.
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You've done it again, Hairy....
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LMAO----WHB
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now that was funny :-D .........I'm just glad I'm not a guy :roll:
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Cold Hard Cash

Friday afternoon, the rush hour bus is jam-packed
with commuters. Everyone was feeling like sardines in a can.
People stood face-to-face, back-to-back.
A young woman was wearing a miniskirt was feeling particularly
uncomfortable with her situation.
As if feeling discomfort, a construction worker behind her said,
"Pardon me, miss, but that thing pressing into your back is my
weekly pay ... today they only paid us hard cash!"
"I don't mind your hard cash," replied the woman, "but how
do you explain your pay increase since the last stop?" .
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Me wrote:Cold Hard Cash

Friday afternoon, the rush hour bus is jam-packed
with commuters. Everyone was feeling like sardines in a can.
People stood face-to-face, back-to-back.
A young woman was wearing a miniskirt was feeling particularly
uncomfortable with her situation.
As if feeling discomfort, a construction worker behind her said,
"Pardon me, miss, but that thing pressing into your back is my
weekly pay ... today they only paid us hard cash!"
"I don't mind your hard cash," replied the woman, "but how
do you explain your pay increase since the last stop?" .
Nice, one brother!!!
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Me wrote:Cold Hard Cash

Friday afternoon, the rush hour bus is jam-packed
with commuters. Everyone was feeling like sardines in a can.
People stood face-to-face, back-to-back.
A young woman was wearing a miniskirt was feeling particularly
uncomfortable with her situation.
As if feeling discomfort, a construction worker behind her said,
"Pardon me, miss, but that thing pressing into your back is my
weekly pay ... today they only paid us hard cash!"
"I don't mind your hard cash," replied the woman, "but how
do you explain your pay increase since the last stop?" .
Excellent........................ more damn it, more........ :-D
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LOL :lol:
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Working for the Government


A guy goes to the U. S. Post Office to apply for a job. The
interviewer asks him, "Have you been in the service?" "Yes," he says. "I was in Viet Nam for three years" The interviewer says, "That will give you extra points toward employment". The interviewer then asks, 'Are you disabled in any way?" The guy says, "Yes 100%... a mortar round exploded near me and blew my testicles off". The interviewer tells the guy, 'O. K. I can hire you right now. The hours are from 8:00 A. M. to 4:00 P. M. You
can start tomorrow. Come in at 10:00 A. M. The guy is puzzled and says, "If the hours are from 8:00 A. M. to 4:00 P. M. then why do you want me to come in at 10:00 A. M." "This is a government job" the interviewer says. "For the first two hours we sit around scratching our balls....... no point in you coming in for that".
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Me wrote:Working for the Government


A guy goes to the U. S. Post Office to apply for a job. The
interviewer asks him, "Have you been in the service?" "Yes," he says. "I was in Viet Nam for three years" The interviewer says, "That will give you extra points toward employment". The interviewer then asks, 'Are you disabled in any way?" The guy says, "Yes 100%... a mortar round exploded near me and blew my testicles off". The interviewer tells the guy, 'O. K. I can hire you right now. The hours are from 8:00 A. M. to 4:00 P. M. You
can start tomorrow. Come in at 10:00 A. M. The guy is puzzled and says, "If the hours are from 8:00 A. M. to 4:00 P. M. then why do you want me to come in at 10:00 A. M." "This is a government job" the interviewer says. "For the first two hours we sit around scratching our balls....... no point in you coming in for that".
I shouldn't have been drinking during the punchline.....
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Bob goes into the public restroom and sees this guy standing next to the urinal. The guy has no arms. As Bob's standing there, taking care of business, he wonders to himself how the poor wretch is going to take a leak. Bob finishes and starts to leave when the man asks Bob to help him out. Being a kind soul, Bob says, "Ah, OK, sure, I'll help you." The man asks, "Can you unzip my zipper?"
Bob says, "OK." Then the man says, "Can you pull it out for me?"
Bob replies, "Uh, yeah, OK." Bob pulls it out and it has all kinds of mold and red bumps, with hair clumps, rashes, moles, scabs, scars, and reeks something awful. Then the guy asks Bob to point it for him, and Bob points for him. Bob then shakes it, puts it back in and zips it up. The guy tells Bob, "Thanks, man, I really appreciate it." Bob says, "No problem, but what the hell's wrong with your penis?" The guy pulls his arms out of his shirt and says, "I don't know, but I ain't touching it..."
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Walkinghairball wrote:Bob goes into the public restroom and sees this guy standing next to the urinal. The guy has no arms. As Bob's standing there, taking care of business, he wonders to himself how the poor wretch is going to take a leak. Bob finishes and starts to leave when the man asks Bob to help him out. Being a kind soul, Bob says, "Ah, OK, sure, I'll help you." The man asks, "Can you unzip my zipper?"
Bob says, "OK." Then the man says, "Can you pull it out for me?"
Bob replies, "Uh, yeah, OK." Bob pulls it out and it has all kinds of mold and red bumps, with hair clumps, rashes, moles, scabs, scars, and reeks something awful. Then the guy asks Bob to point it for him, and Bob points for him. Bob then shakes it, puts it back in and zips it up. The guy tells Bob, "Thanks, man, I really appreciate it." Bob says, "No problem, but what the hell's wrong with your penis?" The guy pulls his arms out of his shirt and says, "I don't know, but I ain't touching it..."
You, mein froind, are a sick individual..... where do you find this shit :-D :-D
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Hey 3T.................... Ancient hairball secret...... Ne-Nur, Ne-Nur! :razz: +


Here's another....................... enjoy.

The preacher's Sunday sermon was "Forgive Your Enemies." Toward the
end of the service, he asked his congregation, "How many of you have forgiven their enemies?" About half held up their hands.

He then repeated his question. As it was past lunchtime, this time about 80 percent held up their hands.

He then repeated his question again. All responded, except
one small elderly lady. "Mrs. Jones," inquired the preacher, "Are
you not willing to forgive your enemies?"

"I don't have any." She replied, smiling sweetly.

"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?"

"Ninety-three," she replied.

"Oh, Mrs. Jones, what a blessing and a lesson to us all you are. Would
you please come down in front of this congregation and tell us all how a
person can live ninety-three years and not have an enemy in the world."

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
congregation, and said: "I outlived the bitches."
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Walkinghairball wrote:Hey 3T.................... Ancient hairball secret...... Ne-Nur, Ne-Nur! :razz: +


Here's another....................... enjoy.

The preacher's Sunday sermon was "Forgive Your Enemies." Toward the
end of the service, he asked his congregation, "How many of you have forgiven their enemies?" About half held up their hands.

He then repeated his question. As it was past lunchtime, this time about 80 percent held up their hands.

He then repeated his question again. All responded, except
one small elderly lady. "Mrs. Jones," inquired the preacher, "Are
you not willing to forgive your enemies?"

"I don't have any." She replied, smiling sweetly.

"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?"

"Ninety-three," she replied.

"Oh, Mrs. Jones, what a blessing and a lesson to us all you are. Would
you please come down in front of this congregation and tell us all how a
person can live ninety-three years and not have an enemy in the world."

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
congregation, and said: "I outlived the bitches."
Nice!!
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That infected one was a bit nasty, I still laughed though and good for the little old lady I hope I do the same :-D

You Think You Have Problems?"

A little guy is sitting at a local bar just staring at his drink for half an hour when this big trouble-making truck driver sits down next to him, grabs his drink
and gulps it down in one swig. The poor little guy starts crying.

"Come on man, I was just giving you a hard time," says the truck driver. "I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man crying!"

"This is the worst day of my life," says the little guy between sobs. "I can't do anything right. I overslept and was late to an important meeting, so my boss
fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found my car was stolen and I have no insurance. I grabbed a cab home but, after the cab left, I discovered my
wallet was still in the cab.

At home I found my wife in bed with the gardener. So I came to this bar trying to work up the courage to put an end to my life, and then you show up and drink the
damn poison!"
What a bad day!!!
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