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Posted on 04/22/2012 8:54:35 PM PDT by Nachum
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Too Funny... Ebay comment on hard drive listing:
I originally bought this drive for my wife as a Christmas gift. Yesterday I found out why she needs so much drive space. She has been sending pornographic videos of herself to deviants over the web.... So I no longer need this drive or my wife! Good Luck bidding! GU2K
With my wife I don’t get no respect. I made a toast on her birthday to ‘the best woman a man ever had.’ The waiter joined me.
I’m not a sexy guy. I went to a hooker. I dropped my pants. She dropped her price.
I tell you, I’m not a sexy guy. I was the centerfold for Playgirl magazine. The staples covered everything!
What a childhood I had, why, when I took my first step, my old man tripped me!
Last week I told my psychiatrist, “I keep thinking about suicide.” He told me from now on I have to pay in advance.
I tell ya when I was a kid, all I knew was rejection. My yo-yo, it never came back!
Oh, when I was a kid in show business I was poor. I used to go to orgies to eat the grapes.
When I was a kid I got no respect. The time I was kidnapped, and the kidnappers sent my parents a note they said, “We want five thousand dollars or you’ll see your kid again.”
I tell ya, my wife was never nice. On our first date, I asked her if I could give her a goodnight kiss on the cheek - she bent over!
I tell you, with my doctor, I don’t get no respect. I told him, “I’ve swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills.” He told me to have a few drinks and get some rest.
Some dog I got too. We call him Egypt because he leaves a pyramid in every room.
With my dog I don’t get no respect. He keeps barking at the front door. He don’t want to go out. He wants me to leave.
What a dog I got. His favorite bone is in my arm!
Last week I saw my psychiatrist. I told him, “Doc, I keep thinking I’m a dog.” He told me to get off his couch.
I worked in a pet store and people kept asking how big I’d get.
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.
I’ll tell ya, my wife and I, we don’t think alike. She donates money to the homeless, and I donate money to the topless!
One night I came home. I figured, let my wife come on. I’ll play it cool. Let her make the first move. She went to Florida.
I asked my old man if I could go ice-skating on the lake. He told me, “Wait til it gets warmer.”
My doctor told me to watch my drinking. Now I drink in front of a mirror. I drink too much. Way too much. My doctor drew blood. He ran a tab.
When I was born the doctor came out to the waiting room and said to my father, “I’m very sorry. We did everything we could...but he pulled through.”
I come from a stupid family. During the Civil War my great uncle fought for the west!
My father was stupid. He worked in a bank and they caught him stealing pens.
My mother had morning sickness after I was born.
My mother never breast fed me. She told me that she only liked me as a friend.
My father carries around the picture of the kid who came with his wallet.
When I played in the sandbox the cat kept covering me up.
I could tell that my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio.
One year they wanted to make me poster boy... for birth control.
I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent back a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.
My uncle’s dying wish was to have me sitting on his lap. He was in the electric chair.
Once when I was lost I saw a policeman and asked him to help me find my parents. I said to him, “Do you think we’ll ever find them?” He said, “I don’t know kid. There are so many places they can hide.”
I remember I was so depressed I was going to jump out a window on the tenth floor. They sent a priest up to talk to me. He said, “On your mark...”
When my old man wanted sex, my mother would show him a picture of me.
I had a lot of pimples too. One day I fell asleep in a library. I woke up and a blind man was reading my face.
My wife made me join a bridge club. I jump off next Tuesday.
Last week my tie caught on fire. Some guy tried to put it out with an ax!
I met the surgeon general. He offered me a cigarette.
One time I went to a hotel. I asked the bellhop to handle my bag. He felt up my wife!
This morning when I put on my underwear I could hear the Fruit of the Loom guys laughing at me.
I’m a bad lover. Once I caught a peeping tom booing me.
My wife only has sex with me for a purpose. Last night she used me to time an egg.
It’s tough to stay married. My wife kisses the dog on the lips, yet she won’t drink from my glass!
My wife isn’t very bright. The other day she was at the store, and just as she was heading for our car, someone stole it! I said, “Did you see the guy that did it?” She said, “No, but I got the license plate.”
Last night my wife met me at the front door. She was wearing a sexy negligee. The only trouble was, she was coming home.
A girl phoned me and said, “Come on over. There’s nobody home.” I went over. Nobody was home!
A hooker once told me she had a headache.
I went to a massage parlor. It was self service.
If it weren’t for pick-pocketers, I’d have no sex life at all.
I was making love to this girl and she started crying. I said, “Are you going to hate yourself in the morning?” She said, “No, I hate myself now.”
I knew a girl so ugly that she was known as a two-bagger. That’s when you put a bag over your head in case the bag over her head breaks.
I knew a girl so ugly, they use her in prisons to cure sex offenders.
I knew a girl so ugly, I took her to the top of the Empire State building and planes started to attack her.
I knew a girl so ugly, the last time I saw a mouth like hers it had a hook on the end of it.
I knew a girl so ugly, she had a face like a saint—a Saint Bernard!
I was tired one night and I went to the bar to have a few drinks. The bartender asked me, “What’ll you have?” I said, “Surprise me.” He showed me a naked picture of my wife.
During sex my wife always wants to talk to me. Just the other night she called me from a hotel.
My marriage is on the rocks again. Yeah, my wife just broke up with her boyfriend.
One day as I came home early from work, I saw a guy jogging naked. I said to the guy, “Hey buddy...why are you doing that for?” He said, “Because you came home early.”
I went to see my doctor... Doctor Vidi-boom-ba. Yeah...I told him once, “Doctor, every morning when I get up and look in the mirror I feel like throwing up. What’s wrong with me? He said, “I don’t know, but your eyesight is perfect.”
I told my dentist my teeth are going yellow. He told me to wear a brown necktie.
My psychiatrist told me I’m going crazy. I told him, “If you don’t mind, I’d like a second opinion.” He said, “All right. You’re ugly too!”
I was so ugly, my mother used to feed me with a slingshot!
When I was born the doctor took one look at my face, turned me over and said, “Look, twins!”
And we were poor too. Why, if I wasn’t born a boy, I’d have nothing to play with!
Asia Carrera sounds more like a person than a lot of so called talent I used to be around in tv production land.
A few months ago there was a posting for a camera op for a porno website that made stuff just across the lines. Being in between gigs I submitted for it out of frustration and boredom I guess. A week or so later I was offered the job I have now. The camera thing would have paid better but it wasn’t exactly a regular thing. I would have been in a pool of two or three people. What schedule I was told of was almost random so trying sync things on short notice was out too.
Apparently the only two things people will pay me to do is work with computer hardware and sometimes produce something still or video.
“My wife gives great headache” Rodney Dangerfield from Back to School.
The number of porn videos out there is truely shocking. I don’t think its a billion, but definitely in the tens of millions. And there seems to be no shortage of good looking girls who want to participate.
If he had any sense he would’ve claimed that one of his friends found the pornos and showed them to him.
Hubby and I lived in Chatsworth for ten years (1987-’97). I had no idea.
Well, at least he can get out now, before he wastes the third decade.
Why do women agree to marry a man they never loved and have no feelings for? It seems to happen all the time.
I could never see a man doing the same. Is it because many women try to change a man and then give up once they can’t?
My ex told me that she faked it every night, to try and hurt me.
My replay was, I didn't, and it was her loss.
“Too Funny... Ebay comment on hard drive listing: I originally bought this drive for my wife as a Christmas gift. Yesterday I found out why she needs so much drive space. She has been sending pornographic videos of herself to deviants over the web.... So I no longer need this drive or my wife! Good Luck bidding! GU2K”
This sounds like a joke, so help me it’s true.
I routinely scan Craigslist in the early AM and there appeared a listing for a jon boat w outboard motor & trailer, $20, take it away today.
Impossible. Can’t be true.
Read the listing, and the wife is sick of her husband leaving her alone while he fishes every weekend, so she’s selling his boat while he’s at work to teach him a lesson. Pics of boat, motor, gas tank, etc.
I had no use for a jon boat myself, but passed the info on to a buddy, he said he wouldn’t touch it with a ten foot pole.
Evidently someone snapped it up, because 4 or 5 days later there appeared an ad, with pics of the same backyard setting, no boat, but lined up on the ground in columns were what the ad said was nearly one hundred pairs of ladies shoes...the whole collection for sale, $20, same address, except it was the husband placing the ad.
I've never met a woman named Credulity before.
We gotta start a Rodney Dangerfield thread.
Arrest that woman - she has no visible means of support.
The “story” was originally from a UAE paper.
It’s plain to see she has periodic means of support.
Years ago, I went for a walk along the shore trail in Palisades Interstate park, which runs right along the Hudson. Thought I had the trail all to myself (it was a Wedensday in the late morning) but I eventually encountered a “film production” involving two women on the jetty going out to the river.
The price of coffee.
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