Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts from October, 2008

Bastard

I just got this .....enjoy Pls read through this converastion … GIRL: I have sinned. I called my boyfriend a BASTARD. PSYCHIATRIST: Well now, that's not a nice thing to call anyone, so what did he do to deserve that? GIRL: Well, he kissed me. PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist kissed the girl GIRL: ......Yes! PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD. GIRL:But, he put his hand in my top. PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist put his hand in the girl's top GIRL:Yes! PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD. GIRL:But, he took my clothes off. PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist took off the girl's clothes GIRL:Yes! PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD. GIRL:But, he had sex with me! PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this? The psychiatrist had sex with the girl GIRL:.Yes! PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD. GIRL:But, then he told me he has AIDS. PSYCHIATRIST

Bob the hardworker

Bob works hard at the office but spends two nights each week bowling, and plays golf every Saturday. His wife thinks he's pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a local strip club. The doorman at the club greets them and says, 'Hey, Bob! How ya doin?' His wife is puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before. 'Oh no,' says Bob. 'He's in my bowling league. When they are seated, a waitress asks Bob if he'd like his usual and brings over a Budweiser. His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, 'How did she know that you drink Budweiser?' 'I recognize her, she's the waitress from the golf club. I always have a Bud at the end of the 1st nine, honey.' A stripper then comes over to their table, throws her arms around Bob, starts to rub herself all over him and says, 'Hi Bobby. Want your usual table dance, big boy?' Bob's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club. B