ball, and seeing no one around it might belong to, he slipped it into

the pocket of his shorts.

Later, on his way home, he stopped at the pedestrian crossing, waiting

for the lights to change.

A blonde standing next to him eyed the large bulge in his shorts.

"What's that?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with lust.

"Tennis ball," came the breathless reply.

"Oh," said the blonde sympathetically, "that must be painful.... I had

tennis elbow once."

Her blond hair is mostly grey now but she really hasn't changed all that much.

One day, a mom calls her son Jack and says, "Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get it started."

Jack asks, "What is it supposed to be when it's finished?"

His mom says, "According to the picture on the box, it's a tiger."

Jack decides to go over and help with the puzzle.

She shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table.

Jack studies the pieces for a moment, looks at the box, then turns to his mom and says, "First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a tiger."

He takes her hand and says, "Second, I want you to relax. Let's have a nice cup of tea, and then," he sighed, "let's put all these Frosted Flakes back in the box".

Hmmm.. Deliberating whether I should forward this to my (blond) wife's email account...:-)

depends....do you want to still be married or not???