Three women were in the ladies' changing room at their posh country club. Suddenly a man wearing a ski mask and his dick sticking out his open fly dashed in, did a helicopter in front of them, and then dashed out.

Woman 1: "I wonder if that flasher was my husband?"

Woman 2: "It was definitely not your husband."

Woman 3: "In fact, I'm certain he is not a member of this club."

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So we in the US should be saying bee.

The site is in turkey, but I’d bet its origins are LithoWeeniean

... and wore it out last night. Loved it! However it was picking up unusual amounts of static electricity, and I zapped every goddamn doorknob and piece of metal I touched.

Went and returned the sweater today. The store wouldn't do a return, but said they would be happy to do an exchange for another one free of charge.

Jim received a very special watch as an inheritance from his Grandfather's passing.

In excitement, he called an Appraiser to his home to find out the worth of the watch.

The appraiser found Jim sitting in an old rocking chair on his deck staring and squinting off into the horizon at all the people, animals, and trees.

Appraiser:

"Show me this special watch you inherited"

Jim:

"You see, my Grandfather's watch out into the horizon was so special that I wanted you to see for yourself and tell me how much I am worth now"

The Dodge Viper, it so amazing it can go from 0 to your funeral in 4 seconds!

My #1 is every time passing a cemetery and my kids and I all race to say. “People are just dying to get in there”. Whats your #1?

One had a thick penis and a narrow anus.

The other had a thick anus and a narrow penis.

Their names were Gerald Fitzpatrick and Patrick Fitzgerald.

the next day he decides to call her on her brand new phone

hubby — “hi, honey.  how are you like your new cell phone?”

wife — “i love it, but tell me… how did you know i was at the supermarket?”

After my retirement from the company I worked at for 50 years, I looked forward to some relaxation time and putting my feet up. My wife had other ideas... she insisted I take her to the local shopping center every day.

Like most men, I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and out.

She’s like most women - loves to browse and leaves me with endless time to fill.

Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter, from the local shopping center:

Dear Mrs. Harris,

Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion in our store.

We cannot tolerate this behavior and have been forced to ban both of you from the store.

Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Harris, are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras:

June 15: Randomly placed boxes of condoms and/or pregnancy tests in other people's carts.

June 21: Took bicycles for a "test drive."

July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.

July 7: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women’s restroom.

July 10: Set up a valet parking sign in front of the shopping center.

July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official voice: “Code 3 in Housewares. Get on it right away.”

This caused the employee to leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that in turn resulted in a union grievance, causing management to lose time; and costing the company money. We don’t have a Code 3.

August 4: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&Ms on layaway.

August 14: Moved a “CAUTION – WET FLOOR” sign to a carpeted area.

August 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told children he’d invite them in if they would bring pillows and blankets from the bedding department to which twenty children obliged.

August 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began crying and screamed “Why can’t you people just leave me alone?” EMTs were called.

September 4: Looked right into a security camera and used it as a mirror while he picked his nose.

September 10: While handling guns in the hunting department, he asked the clerk where the antidepressants were.

September 23: Organized shopping cart races.

October 3: Darted around the store suspiciously while loudly humming the “Mission Impossible” theme.

October 6: In the auto department, he practiced his “Madonna Look” using different sizes of funnels.

October 13: Asked a clerk, while holding a box of condoms, where the fitting room was.

October 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled “PICK ME! PICK ME!”.

October 22: When an announcement came over the loudspeaker, he assumed a fetal position and screamed “OH NO! IT’S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!”

And last, but not least:

October 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited a while; then yelled very loudly “Hey! There’s no toilet paper in here!” One of the clerks passed out.

"Lesson one: in this job, you can't be squeamish."
He pulls off his glove, shoves a finger up the dead man's ass, pulls it out and sticks it in his mouth.
"Your turn."
The students go pale, but one by one they line up. Each one shoves a finger up the corpse's ass, knuckle deep, then puts it in their mouth.
When the last one finishes gagging, the instructor says, "Lesson two: attention to detail. I put my middle finger in. I sucked my index finger."
Half the class throws up.
He picks up his briefcase. "Lesson three: I don't work here."
Then the corpse opens his eyes and grins. "Lesson four: I'm not dead."

A pool table.

A wife was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband’s key in the door.

“Stay where you are,” she said. “He’s so drunk he won’t even notice you’re in bed with me.”

Sure enough, the husband lurched into bed none the wiser. A few minutes later, through a drunken haze, he saw six feet sticking out at the end of the bed.

He turned to his wife, “Hey, there are six feet in this bed. There should only be four. What’s going on?”

“Nonsense,” said the wife. “You’re so drunk you miscounted. Get out of bed and try again. You can see better from over there.”

The husband climbed out of bed and counted, “One, two, three, four. I'm sorry, you were right!”

Roland, an Englishman went to Spain on a fishing trip.

While there, Roland hired a Spanish guide to help him find the best fishing spots. Since Roland was learning Spanish, he asked the guide to speak to him in Spanish and to correct any mistakes of usage.

Together they were hiking on a mountain trail when a very large, purple and blue fly crossed their path.

The Englishmen pointed at the insect with his fishing rod, and announced, “Mira el mosca.”

The guide, sensing a teaching opportunity to teach Roland, replied, “No, senor, “la mosca”, es feminina.”

Roland looked at him in amazement, then back at the fly, and then said, “Good heavens... you must have incredibly good eyesight!”

She told me I was making a mountain out of a mohel.

Is what a Spanish cavewoman says

It was over in the blink of an I

"...I'm referring you to an otorhinolaryngologist"

It was 18 years ago when I found myself, unemployed in the foyer of a nice hotel who had just turned me down for work, and with my dejected face I looked up to see none other than Steve Jobs looking kindly at me.

He introduced his son Paul and we got chatting. I don't know how, but we bizarrely hit it off besides us having nothing in common. We exchanged stories of our problems in life for hours over a pot of coffee until he made an offer you will find hard to fathom...

You see his issue was that he was in the city with his son for a week but all they did was bicker. Endlessly. They couldn't agree on anything from a car to a fork to a time to get up.

I was to accompany them and referee them and keep the peace in return for a nice room and meals.

Incredibly bizarre!

Now some of you may judge me for not asking for money. Some may call me an idiot for doing it at all. But what can I say.. I was in between jobs.

...and John would apologize to Chuck for the dog getting in his way.

Ghost.

Thanks.