Pipeman
08-27-2011, 09:18 PM
The joke for the day... and the Thought for the day is good too.
*****es
> 'til the End!
>
> The
> doctor, after an examination, sighed and said,
>
> 'I've got
> some bad news.
>
> You have
> cancer, and you'd best put your affairs in order.'
>
>
>
> The woman
> was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the
> waiting room where her daughter had been waiting.
>
>
>
> 'Well,
> daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we
> celebrate when things don't go so well. In this case, things
> aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have
> a martini.'
>
>
>
> After 3
> or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber. There
> were some laughs and more martinis.
>
>
>
> They were
> eventually approached by some of the woman's old friends, who
> were curious as to what the two were celebrating. The woman told
> her friends they were drinking to her impending end, 'I've been
> diagnosed with AIDS.'
>
>
>
> The
> friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a
> hasty retreat.
>
>
>
> After the
> friends left, the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered,
> 'Momma, I thought you said you were dying of cancer, and you
> just told your friends you were dying of AIDS! Why did you do that?'
>
>
>
> 'Because
> I don't want any of those *****es sleeping with your father
> after I'm gone.'
>
>
>
> And THAT,
> my friends, is what is called,
>
> 'Putting
> Your Affairs In Order.'
>
>
>
> THOUGHT
> FOR THE DAY...
>
> Women are like phones:
>
> They like
> to be held, talked to, and touched often.
>
> But push
> the wrong button and your assz is disconnected.
*****es
> 'til the End!
>
> The
> doctor, after an examination, sighed and said,
>
> 'I've got
> some bad news.
>
> You have
> cancer, and you'd best put your affairs in order.'
>
>
>
> The woman
> was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the
> waiting room where her daughter had been waiting.
>
>
>
> 'Well,
> daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we
> celebrate when things don't go so well. In this case, things
> aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have
> a martini.'
>
>
>
> After 3
> or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber. There
> were some laughs and more martinis.
>
>
>
> They were
> eventually approached by some of the woman's old friends, who
> were curious as to what the two were celebrating. The woman told
> her friends they were drinking to her impending end, 'I've been
> diagnosed with AIDS.'
>
>
>
> The
> friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a
> hasty retreat.
>
>
>
> After the
> friends left, the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered,
> 'Momma, I thought you said you were dying of cancer, and you
> just told your friends you were dying of AIDS! Why did you do that?'
>
>
>
> 'Because
> I don't want any of those *****es sleeping with your father
> after I'm gone.'
>
>
>
> And THAT,
> my friends, is what is called,
>
> 'Putting
> Your Affairs In Order.'
>
>
>
> THOUGHT
> FOR THE DAY...
>
> Women are like phones:
>
> They like
> to be held, talked to, and touched often.
>
> But push
> the wrong button and your assz is disconnected.