Ok...here's a little somthing to start ya off...

Bill Clinton, Al Gore, and George W. Bush were set to face a firing squad In a small Central American country. Bill Clinton was the first one placed against the wall and just before the order to shoot him was given, he yelled out, "earthquake!" The firing squad fell into a panic and Bill jumped over the wall and escaped in the confusion.

Al Gore was the second one placed against the wall. The squad was reassembled and Al pondered what his old boss had done. Before the order to shoot was given, Al yelled out, "tornado!" Again the squad fell apart and Al slipped over the wall.

The last person, George W. Bush, was placed against the wall. He was thinking "I see the pattern here, just scream out a disaster and hop over the wall." As the firing squad was reassembled and the rifles raised in his direction he grinned and yelled, "fire!"

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), May 15, 2001

Answers

One guy to another, lamenting in their beer...

"Ya know, I don't see the point any more in all this marriage and divorce stuff. Maybe you should just find a woman who hates you and get her a house."

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), May 15, 2001.

Fred was at home with the missus when he heard a knock at the front door. He opened it to see his friend Steve there clutching his hands between his legs.

"What's wrong?" Fred said.

"Ohhh...I've been hit by a damn softball!" groaned his friend.

Just then Fred's wife, Karen came to the door and said "Quick! come in the kitchen and I'll look after you."

When Fred looked in the kitchen, he saw his friend sitting on a dining chair and his wife had a bowl of rose water and petals and was bathing his friend's penis with cotton wool and water.

"Oh my God!" thought Fred. "How do you feel?" he said.

His friend turned and said "Fred, I think what your wife has done has helped a lot!" Then, holding his finger in the air, he said, "But I still think I'll lose the nail."

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), May 15, 2001.

I think your all old enough for a fairy tale ....

Two old men are walking through the woods , when a frog jumped out from behind a tree and said , " Kiss me ! Kiss Me and I'll become a beautiful young princess and do ANYTHING you want." One of the old men picked up the frog and put it in his pocket , continuing their journey . " Didn't you hear what the frog said ," his friend intoned . " A beautiful young princess , who will do ANYTHING you want !! " " At my age , his friend replied , I'd rather have a talking frog ! "

-- Hal Walker (E999Eagle@juno.com), May 15, 2001.

YES! I love joke threads!

There was a Scottish tradesman, a painter called Jack, who was very interested in making a pound where he could. So he often would thin down his paint to make it go a wee bit further. As it happened, he got away with this for some time.

Eventually the Presbyterian Church decided to do a big restoration job on one of their biggest churches. Jack put in a painting bid and because his price was so competitive, he got the job. And so he set to, with a right good will, erecting the trestles, putting up the planks, buying the paint and...yes, we're sorry to say, thinning it down with the turpentine.

Well, Jack was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly done, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder. The sky opened and the rain poured down, washing the thin paint from all over the church and knocking Jack fair off the scaffold to land on the lawn.

Now, Jack was no fool. He knew this was a judgement from the Almighty, so he fell on his knees and cried, "Oh, God! Forgive me! What should I do?"

And from the thunder, a mighty Voice spoke, "Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), May 15, 2001.

This guy owns a horse stud farm, and gets a call from a friend.

"I know this midget who wants to buy a horse. He has a slight speech impediment, so listen carefully, I'm sending him over."

The Midget arrives, and the owner asks if he wants a male or female horse. "A female horth," the midget replies. So the owner shows him one.

"Nith looking horth, can I see her mouth?" So the owner picks up the midget and shows him the horse's mouth.

"Nith mouth. Can I see her eyesth?" So the owner picks up the midget and shows the eyes. "OK, what about the earsth?"

Now the owner is getting pissed, but he picks up the midget one more time and shows the ears.

"OK, finally, I'd like to see her twat." With that, the owner picks up the midget and shoves his head up the horse's twat, then pulls him out.

Shaking his head, the midget says, "Perhapth I should rephrase. I'd like to see her run!"

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), May 15, 2001.

Ok, Debra...ya got me grossed out enough that postin' this-un couldn't be much worse...:)

Clem and Flem were sitting on their porch in Appalachia, trying to pass the time.

Clem says, "How 'bout we play 20 questions?"

Flem asks, "How d'ya play that?"

Clem says, " Well, I think of somethin' and ya have to guess what it is by askin' me questions. Ya get 20."

Flem says, "Awright, let's go."

Clem thinks for a minute, then writes down "Horse Dick." "Go ahead," he says.

Flem asks, "Can ya eat it?"

Clem says, "Well....I guess so.. sure, you could eat it."

Flem says, "Uh...is it horse dick?"

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), May 15, 2001.

A Fairy Tale for Women of the 21st Century

Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle. The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young prince that I truly am, and then, my sweet, we can marry and set up housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so.

That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on a repast of lightly sauteed frog legs seasoned in a white wine cream sauce that had just the right amount of garlic, she chuckled and thought to herself:

I don't fucking think so.

-- (one_of_my_f@vorite.jokes), May 15, 2001.

Nine Irritations in Life

(Only nine?)

1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time. I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?

2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh, you just want to have your cake and eat it, too." Damn right! What good is a cake if you can't eat it?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look." Of course it is! Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?

5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?" No, loser, I paid $8 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor!

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?" Didn't really give me a choice there, did you, Sunshine?

7. When something is "new and improved"! Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it.

8. When people say "life is short." What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?

9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?" If the bus came, would I be standing here, dumb ass?

-- (there_h@ve_to_be.more), May 15, 2001.

A blind guy on a bar stool shouts to the bartender "Wanna hear a blonde joke?"

In a hushed voice, the guy next to him says, "Before you tell that joke, you should know something. Our bartender is blond, the bouncer is blond.

I'm a 6' tall, 200 LB black belt and blonde. The guy sitting next to me is 6'2, weighs 225 and he's a rugby player and blonde.

The fella to your right is 6'5" pushing 300 and he's a wrestler and blonde. Think about it, Mister. You still wanna tell that joke?"

The blind guy says, "Nah, not if I'm gonna have to explain it five times."

-- Jackie (the@joke.man), May 16, 2001.

Blond Cook's Diary

It's fun to cook for Bob. Today I made angel food cake. The recipe said beat 12 eggs separately. The neighbors were nice enough to loan me some extra bowls.

Tuesday: Bob wanted fruit salad for supper. The recipe said serve without dressing. So I didn't dress. What a surprise when Bob brought a friend home for supper.

Wednesday: A good day for rice. The recipe said wash thoroughly before steaming the rice. It seemed kinda of silly but I took a bath. I can't say iit improved the rice any.

Thursday: Today Bob asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It said prepare ingredients, then toss on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving. Which is what led up to Bob asking me why I was rolling around in the garden?

Friday: I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said put all ingredients in bowl and beat it. There must have been something wrong with this recipe. When I got back, everything was the same as when I left.

Saturday: Bob did the shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress it for Sunday (oh boy). For some reason Bob keeps counting to ten.

Sunday: Bob's folks came to dinner. I wanted to serve roast. All I could find was hamburger. Suddenly I had a flash of genius. I put the hamburger in the oven and set the controls for roast. It still came out hamburger, much to my disappointment.

Good night Dear Diary. This has been a very exciting week. I am eager for tomorrow to come so I can try out a new recipe on Bob. If we could just get a bigger oven, I would like to surprise him with Chocolate Moose.

-- (rather@not.say), May 16, 2001.

At age 4 . . . success is . . . not peeing in your pants.

At age 12 . . . success is . . . having friends.

At age 16 . . . success is . . . having a drivers license.

At age 20 . . . success is . . . having sex.

At age 35 . . . success is . . . having money.

At age 50 . . . success is . . . having money.

At age 60 . . . success is . . . having sex.

At age 70 . . . success is . . . having a drivers license.

At age 75 . . . success is . . . having friends.

At age 80 . . . success is . . . not peeing in your pants

-- too young (to@understand.this.joke), May 16, 2001.

Blonde In First Class

There is a blonde on a plane to New York. She is sitting in the first class section, but her ticket says that she should be in the coach section. A flight attendant realizes the blonde's mistake and asks her politely to move. The blonde won't move. All she says is, "I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, and I'm going to New York."

The flight attendant goes and tells all of the other flight attendants. They all try to persuade the blonde to move, but she won't move. All she says is, "I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, and I'm going to New York."

The flight attendants go and tell the pilot about the obnoxious blonde. They tell him the only thing that she says. He puts the plane on auto-pilot and whispers something in the blonde's ear.

Immediately, she gets up and moves to her normal seat. Then the pilot goes back to fly the plane. The flight attendants are all very curious about how the pilot made the blonde move so quickly.

They ask him and he says, "Oh, it was easy. All I had to do was tell her that the first class section wasn't going to New York!"

-- Not PC (brunette@thru.and.thru), May 16, 2001.

"You're a Winner" -

A guy is strolling down the street in London when he comes across an old lamp. He picks it up, rubs it vigorously, and out pops a genie.

The genie offers to grant him one wish, to which the guy replies, I've always wanted to be lucky."

The genie grants his wish. So off the bloke strolls, wondering how this will change his life, when he spies 10 quid on the footpath. Not a bad start he thinks. As he picks it up, he notices a Ladbrokes betting shop across the road. He strolls over, looks through the racing lists, and sees a horse named Lucky Lad at 100/1 in the 4th at Ascot. He puts the 10 quid on the nose, and what do you know, the horse bolts in.

Feeling on a bit of a roll, he heads to the local illegal casino, fronts up at the roulette table and puts the whole 1010 quid on "Lucky seven." Round and round the wheel spins, and "bang!" on Lucky Seven.

Now he's really flying... what better way to celebrate than to head to the local brothel for a bit of horizontal folk dancing. He knocks and enters, when all of a sudden he is showered with streamers and handed a glass of champagne. The madam of the establishment puts her arm around him and says, "Welcome sir! We have much pleasure in informing you that you are our lucky 1000th customer, and you have won the right to enjoy the pleasures on offer from any girl who works here, absolutely free of charge."

The bloke says that he's always fancied making it with an Indian girl... so he's ushered into one of the rooms. In strolls the most gorgeous sub-continental he has ever seen. Not much time passes before clothing is strewn around the room and the Karma Sutra (pp 101 to 532) is being well and truly tested.

At one point the guy pauses and says to the girl, "You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in my life. I can't believe how lucky I am. But there is one thing I don't really like about Indian women. I don't like that red spot that you all have on your forehead."

The Indian girl looks him in the eye and says, "Sir, I am here to please you and succumb to your every desire. If you wish to see it gone, then please scratch off my caste mark."

So the bloke goes at it with his fingernail. All of a sudden he leans back and starts laughing his ass off. "What's wrong, what's wrong?" asks the Indian girl.

To which the bloke replies, "You're never going to believe this, but I've just won a car!"

-- Jackie (the@joke.man), May 16, 2001.

An elderly Irish gentleman named John Shaughnessey is lying on his death bed, awaiting the end. He smells the aroma of chocolate chip cookies -- his favorite.

He decides that, if he must die, he's going to die with the taste of chocolate chip cookies in his mouth. He slowly and painfully drags himself from his bed. With tremendous effort, he crawls down the stairs and into the kitchen, following the delicious aroma. He enters the kitchen, and spies a plate of chocolate chip cookies on top of the refrigerator.

Summoning the last of his strength, he claws his way up the side of the fridge and takes a cookie. Just as he's about to put it in his mouth, his wife appears and whacks him over the head with a big soup ladle.

"You get away from those cookies, John Shaughnessey!" cries his wife. "Those are for the funeral!"

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), May 16, 2001.

One day, Farmer Bob is in town picking up supplies for his farm. He stops by the hardware store and picks up a bucket and an anvil, then stops by the livestock dealer to buy a couple of chickens and a goose.

Farmer Bob, realizing he must find a way to carry all of his purchases home, asks the livestock clerk for advice.

The livestock clerk says, "Why don't you put the anvil in the bucket, carry the bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm and carry the goose in your other hand?"

"Hey, thanks!" says Farmer Bob, and off he goes.

While walking he meets a young girl. She tells him she is lost, and asks, "Can you tell me how to get to 1515 Mockingbird Lane?"

Farmer Bob says, "Well, as a matter of fact, I'm going to visit my brother at 1616 Mockingbird Lane. Let's take a short cut and go down this alley. We'll save half the time to get there."

The girl says, "How do I know that when we get into the alley you won't hold me up against the wall and ravish me?"

Farmer Bob says, "I am carrying a bucket, an anvil, two chickens and a goose. How in the world could I possibly hold you up against the wall and do that?"

The girl replies, "Set the goose down, put the bucket over the goose, put the anvil on top of the bucket, and I'll hold the chickens."

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), May 16, 2001.

Tommy O'Connor went to confession and said, "Forgive me father for I have sinned."

"What have you done Tommy O'Connor?"

"I had sex with a girl."

"Who was it, Tommy?"

"I cannot tell you father, please forgive me for my sin."

"Was it Mary Margaret Sullivan?"

"No father, please forgive me for my sin but I cannot tell you who it was."

"Was it Catherine Mary McKenzie?"

"No father, please forgive me for my sin."

"Well then it has to be, Sarah Martha O'Keefe."

"No father, please forgive me, I cannot tell you who it was."

"Okay, Tommy go say 5 Hail Mary's and 4 Our Fathers and you will be abolished of your sin."

So Tommy walked out to the pews where his friend Joseph was waiting. "What did ya get?" asked Joseph.

"Well I got 5 hail Mary's, 4 Our Fathers, and 3 good leads."

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), May 16, 2001.

A boy named David owns the rudest and most vulgar parrot ever born. A constant barrage of profane insults streams from the mouth of this parrot, whose name is Edgar.

David makes many attempts to rid Edgar of this behavior, but to no avail. Finally, in desperation, David takes the bird to the kitchen, opens the freezer door, thrusts Edgar in and slams the door shut.

For the first few seconds, Edgar spews the usual epithets, but then suddenly there's an eerie silence. Concerned and frightened, David yanks the freezer door open, and the creature reverently walks onto David's arm. Then Edgar says,"I would like to express the deepest regret for any trouble I may have caused you. My behavior was deplorable and I assure you that it will not happen again."

Before the flabbergasted David can find words, Edgar adds, "By the way, may I inquire as to what the chicken did."

-- David L (bumpkin@dnet.net), May 17, 2001.

Once upon a time there lived three men: a doctor, a chemist, and an engineer. For some reason all three offended the king and were sentenced to die on the same day.

The day of the execution arrived, and the doctor was led up to the guillotine.

As he strapped the doctor to the guillotine, the executioner asked, "Head up or head down?"

"Head up," said the doctor.

"Blindfold or no blindfold?"

"No blindfold."

So the executioner raised the axe, and z-z-z-z-ing! Down came the blade--and stopped barely an inch above the doctor's neck. Well, the law stated that if an execution didn't succeed the first time the prisoner had to be released, so the doctor was set free.

Then the chemist was led up to the guillotine.

"Head up or head down?" said the executioner.

"Head up."

"Blindfold or no blindfold?"

"No blindfold."

So the executioner raised his axe, and z-z-z-z-ing! Down came the blade--and stopped an inch above the chemist's neck. Well, the law stated that if the execution didn't succeed the first time the prisoner had to be released, so the chemist was set free.

Finally the engineer was led up to the guillotine.

"Head up or head down?"

"Head up."

"Blindfold or no blindfold?"

"No blindfold."

So the executioner raised his axe, but before he could cut the rope, the engineer yelled out:

"WAIT! I see what the problem is!"

-- David L (bumpkin@dnet.net), May 17, 2001.

A priest, a doctor, and an engineer were waiting one morning for a particularly slow group of golfers.

Engineer: What's with these guys? We must have been waiting for 15 minutes!

Doctor: I don't know but I've never seen such ineptitude!

Priest: Hey, here comes the greenskeeper. Let's have a word with him.

Priest: Hi George. Say George, what's with that group ahead of us? They're rather slow aren't they?

George: Oh yes. That's a group of blind fire fighters. They lost their sight while saving our club house last year. So we let them play here anytime free of charge!

(silence)

Priest: That's so sad. I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight.

Doctor: Good idea. And I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist buddy and see if there's anything he can do for them.

Engineer: Why can't these guys play at night?

-- David L (bumpkin@dnet.net), May 17, 2001.

The Train A mother was working in the kitchen, listening to her 5 year old son playing with new electric train set in the living groom. She heard the train stop and her son saying...

"All of you sons of bitches who want off, get the hell off now, cause this is the last stop!

And all of you sons of bitches who are getting on, get your asses in the train, cause we're going down the tracks."

The horrified mother went in and told her son, "We don't use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room and you stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out, you may play with your train, but I want you to use nice language." Two hours later, the son came out of his bedroom and resumed playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say...

"All passengers who are disembarking the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you. We thank you for riding with us today and hope your trip was a pleasant one." She hears the boy continue...

"For those of you just boarding, we ask that you stow all of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember there is no smoking on the train. We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today." As the mother began to smile, the child added...

"For those of you who are pissed off about the two hour delay, please see the bitch in the kitchen"

-- (cin@cin.cin), May 24, 2001.

One morning, while making breakfast, a man walked up to his wife and pinched her on the butt and said, "You know if you firmed this up we could get rid of your girdle."

While this was on the edge of intolerable, she thought herself better and replied with silence.

The next morning the man woke his wife with a pinch on the breast and said, "You know if you firmed these up we could get rid of your bra."

This was beyond a silence response, so she rolled over and grabbed him by his package.

With a death grip in place and said, "You know, if you firmed this up, we could get rid of the postman, the gardener, the pool man, and your brothe

-- moldy (moldy@oldy.com), May 25, 2001.

lol!!!

-- (cin@cin.cin), May 25, 2001.

THIS IS FOR MEN TIRED OF RECEIVING MALE BASHING JOKES! How many men does it take to open a beer? None. It should be opened by the time she brings it. Why is a Laundromat a really bad place to pick up a woman? Because a woman who can't even afford a washing machine will probably never be able to support you. Why do women have smaller feet than men? It's one of those "evolutionary things" that allows them to stand closer to the kitchen sink.

How do you fix a woman's watch? You don't. There is a clock on the oven. Why do men pass gas more than women? Because women can't shut up long enough to build up the required pressure. If your dog is barking at the back door and your wife is yelling at the front door, who do you let in first? The dog of course. He'll shut up once you let him in. What's worse than a Male Chauvinist Pig? A woman that won't do what she's told. I married Miss Right. I just didn't know her first name was Always. I haven't spoken to my wife for 18 months: I don't like to interrupt her. What do you call a woman who has lost 95% of her intelligence? Divorced. Scientists have discovered a food that diminishes a woman's sex drive by 90%. It is called Wedding Cake. Marriage is a 3 ring circus: Engagement Ring, Wedding Ring, and Suffering. Our last fight was my fault: My wife asked me "What's on the TV?" I said, "Dust!" In the beginning, God created the earth and rested. Then God created Man and rested. Then God created Woman. Since then, neither God nor Man has rested. Why do men die before their wives? They want to. A beggar walked up to a well-dressed woman shopping on Rodeo Drive and said, "I haven't eaten anything in four days." She looked at him and said, "I wish I had your willpower." Young Son: "Is it true, Dad, I heard that in some parts of Africa a man doesn't know his wife until he marries her?" Dad: "That happens in every country, son." A man inserted an advertisement in the classified: "Wife Wanted." The next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine." The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are beautiful.

-- Jackie (the@joke.man), May 25, 2001.

Since it is the joke thread I have one word

Marg

-- REAL JOKE (ah@yes.a), May 25, 2001.

1. You and your teeth don't sleep together.

2. Your try to straighten out the wrinkles in your socks and discover you aren't wearing any.

3. At the breakfast table you hear snap, crackle, pop and you're not eating cereal.

4. Your back goes out, but you stay home.

5. When you wake up looking like your driver's license picture.

6. It takes two tries to get up from the couch.

7. When your idea of a night out is sitting on the patio.

8. When happy hour is a nap.

9. When you're on vacation, and your ENERGY runs out before your money does.

10. When you say something to your kids that your mother said to you, and you always hated it.

11. When all you want for your birthday is to not be reminded of your age.

12. When you step off a curb and look down one more time to make sure the street is still there.

13. Your idea of weight lifting is standing up.

14. It takes longer to rest than it did to get tired.

15. Your memory is shorter and your complaining lasts longer.

16. Your address book has mostly names that start with Dr.

17. You sit in a rocking chair and can't get it going.

18. The pharmacist has become your new best friend.

19. Getting "lucky" means you found your car in the parking lot.

20. The twinkle in your eye is merely a reflection from the sun on your bifocals.

21. It takes twice as long - to look half as good.

22. Everything hurts, and what doesn't hurt - doesn't work.

23. You look for your glasses for half an hour, and they were on your head the whole time.

24. You sink your teeth into a steak - and they stay there.

25. You give up all your bad habits and still don't feel good.

26. You have more patience, but it is actually that you just don't care anymore.

27. You finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart.

28. You wonder how you could be over the hill when you don't even remember being on top of it.

-- (cin@cin.cin), May 27, 2001.

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-- (cin@cin.cin), May 27, 2001.