Some Thursday humor:
The other day a feminist asked me how I view lesbian relationships.
Apparently HD was the wrong answer.
Twelve monks were about to be ordained. The final test was for them to line up, nude, in a garden while a nude model danced before them.
Each monk had a small bell attached to his privates, and they were told that anyone whose bell rang would not be ordained because he had not reached a state of spiritual purity.
The model danced before the first monk candidate, with no reaction. Then the second, no reaction. Then the third, same thing.
She proceeded down the line with the same response until she got to the final monk.
As she danced, his bell rang so loudly it fell off and clattered to the ground.
Embarrassed, he bent down to pick up the bell...
and eleven other bells began to ring...So after winning the game, I decided to throw the ball into the crowd like they do on T.V. Apparently it's unacceptable in bowling.
A man was sitting reading his papers when his wife hit him round the head with a frying pan.
'What was that for?' the man asked.
The wife replied , 'That was for the piece of paper with the name Jenny on it that I found in your trouser pocket.’
The man then said 'When I was at the races last week, Jenny was the name of the horse I bet on.'
The wife apologized and went on with the housework.
Three days later the man is watching TV when his wife bashes him on the head with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious.
Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she had hit again.
Wife replied. 'Your horse phoned'
Have a good one. Julian
