You have two choices in life:
You can stay single and be miserable,
or get married and wish you were dead.

At a cocktail party, one woman said to another,
“Aren’t you wearing your wedding ring on the wrong finger?”
“Yes, I am. I married the wrong man.”

A lady inserted an ad in the classifieds:
“Husband Wanted”
Next day she received a hundredletters.

They all said the same thing:
“You can have mine.”

When a woman steals your husband,
there is no better revenge than to let her keep him.

A woman is incomplete until she is married. Then she is
finished.

A little boy asked his father,
“Daddy, how much does it cost to get married?”
Father replied, “I don’t know, son, I’m still paying.”

A young son asked,
“Is it true, Dad, that in some parts of Africa
a man doesn’t know his wife until he marries her?”
Dad replied, “That happens in every country, son.”

Then there was a woman who said,
“I never knew what real happiness was until I got married,
and by then, it was too late.”

If you want your spouse to listen and
pay strict attention to every word you say — talk in your
sleep.

Just think, if it wasn’t for marriage, men would go through
life Thinking they had no faults at all.

First guy says, “My wife’s an angel!”
Second guy remarks, “You’re lucky. Mine’s still alive.”

AND NOW FOR THE FAVORITE !!!

Husband and wife are waiting at the bus stop with their nine
children. A blind man joins them after a few minutes. When
the bus arrives, they find it overloaded and only the wife
and the nine kids are able to fit onto the bus.

So the husband and the blind man decide to walk.
After a while, the husband gets irritated by the clicking of the
stick of the blind man as he taps it on the sidewalk, and
says to him, “Why don’t you put a piece of rubber at the end
of your stick? That clicking sound is driving me crazy.”

The blind man replies, “If you would’ve put a rubber at the
end of YOUR stick, we’d be riding the bus … so shut the
hell up.”

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Stop being so dirty.

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Awww thats sweet!

Little Melissa comes home from first grade and tells her father that they learned about the history of Valentine’s Day. “Since Valentine’s Day is for a Christian saint and we’re Jewish,” she asks, “will God get mad at me for giving someone a valentine?”

Melissa’s father thinks a bit, then says “No, I don’t think God would get mad. Who do you want to give a Valentine to?”

“Osama Bin Laden,” she says.

“Why Osama Bin Laden,”?! her father asks in shock.

“Well,” she says, “I thought that if a little American Jewish girl could have enough love to give Osama a Valentine, he might start to think that maybe we’re not all bad, and maybe start loving people a little bit. And if other kids saw what I did and sent Valentines to Osama, he’d love everyone a lot. And then he’d start going all over the place to tell everyone how much he loved them and how he didn’t hate anyone anymore.”

Her father smiles and he looks at his daughter with new found pride. “Melissa, that’s very heartwarming.”

“I know,” Melissa says, “and once that gets him out in the open, the Marines can shoot the c*ck-sucker” !

Irishman

A married Irishman went into the confessional and said to his priest, “I almost had an affair with another woman.”

The priest said, “What do you mean, almost?”

The Irishman said, “Well, we got undressed and rubbed together, but then I stopped.” The priest said, “Rubbing together is the same as putting it in. You’re not to see that woman again. For your penance, say five Hail Mary’s and put $50 in the poor box.”

The Irishman left the confessional, said his prayers, and then walked over to the poor box. He paused for a moment and then started to leave.

The priest, who was watching, quickly ran over to him saying, “I saw that. You didn’t put any money in the poor box!”

The Irishman replied, “Yeah, but I rubbed the $50 on the box, and according to you, that’s the same as putting it in.”

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A blond walks into a bank in New York City and asks for the loan officer. She says she’s going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.

The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for the loan, so the blond hands over the keys to a new Rolls Royce.

The car is parked on the street in front of the bank, she has the title and everything checks out. The bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan!

The bank’s president and its officers all enjoy a good laugh at the blond for using a $250,000 Rolls as collateral against a $5,000 loan.

An employee of the bank then proceeds to drive the Rolls into the bank’s underground garage and parks it there.

Two weeks later, the blond returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41.

The loan officer says, “Miss, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow $5,000?”

The blond replies . . “Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for only $15.41 and expect it to be there when I return?”

Finally, a smart blond joke…

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Three Rednecks were working on the BellSouth tower - Steve, Bruce and Jed. Steve falls off and is killed instantly.

As the ambulance takes the body away, Bruce says, “Someone should go and tell his wife.”

Jed says, “OK, I’m pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I’ll do it.”

Two hours later, he comes back carrying a case of Budweiser.

Bruce says, “Where did you get that, Jed?”

“Steve’s wife gave it to me,” Jed replies.

“That’s unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you beer?”

Well, not exactly”, Jed says. “When she answered the door, I said to her, ‘You must be Steve’s widow’.”

She said, “No, I’m not a widow.”

And I said, “I’ll bet you a case of Budweiser you are”.

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