[ED., sigh]
ONE OF MY ALL-TIME FAVOuRITE NOVELS.
…mirrors my own greatest love?
PAINFULLY BEAUTIFUL!
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[ED., sigh]
ONE OF MY ALL-TIME FAVOuRITE NOVELS.
…mirrors my own greatest love?
PAINFULLY BEAUTIFUL!
[Shelved]
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A woman was sitting at a bar enjoying a cocktail after work one night, when the bar door opened and the most gorgeous hunk of a man she had ever seen entered.
He was tall, muscular, and handsome, with thick dark hair and beautiful, sparkling green eyes, and his every movement was so masculine and sensuous that the woman could not help but stare.
The man noticed that he was the object of the woman’s rapt attention, and with a sly, sexy smile, approached her.
Blushing, she prepared to apologise for staring, but he leaned close and whispered in her ear. “I’ll do anything,” he whispered in a deep, soft voice. “Anything, absolutely anything you want, anything you have ever fantasised, for fifty dollars. There’s just one condition…”
Trembling with anticipation, the woman asked him the condition. The man said, “You have to tell me what you want me to do in just three words.”
The women gazed into his hypnotic eyes, considering the proposition, then reached into her PURSE and took out fifty dollars. She scribbled her address on a napkin, folded it around the cash, and pressed it into his waiting hand. She leaned over and whispered into his ear…
“Clean…my…house.”
A minister was completing a temperance sermon. With great emphasis he said, “If I had all the beer in the world, I’d take it and pour it into the river.”
With even greater emphasis, he said, “And if I had all the wine in the world, I’d take it and pour it into the river.”
And then, finally, shaking his fist in the air, he said, “And if I had all the whiskey in the world, I’d take it and pour it into the river.” Sermon complete, he sat down.
The song leader stood very cautiously and announced with a smile, nearly laughing, “For our closing song, Let us sing Hymn #365,
Shall We Gather On the River.”
Thanks to HW and RM
AKA The Good Napkins; Special Napkins
My mother taught me to read when I was four years old (her first mistake). One day, I was in the bathroom and noticed one of the cabinet doors was ajar. I read the box in the cabinet.
I then asked my mother why she was keeping “napkins’ in the bathroom. Didn’t they belong in the kitchen? Not wanting to burden me with unnecessary facts, she told me that those were for “special occasions” (her second mistake).
Now fast forward a few months…It’s Thanksgiving Day, and my folks were leaving to pick up my aunt and uncle for dinner. Mom had assignments for all of us while they were gone. Mine was to set the table. When they returned, my uncle came in first and immediately burst into laughter. Next came my aunt who gasped, then began giggling. Next came my father, who roared with laughter. Then came Mom, who almost died of embarrassment when she saw each place setting on the table with a “special occasion” napkin at each plate, with the fork carefully arranged on top. I had even tucked in the tails in so they didn’t hang off the edge!!
My mother asked me why I used these and, of course, my response sent the other adults into further fits of laughter. “But, Mom, you SAID they were for special occasions!!!”
Thanks to J&B and PH
One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap before going out again. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors and continues to read her book.
Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, “Good morning, ma’am. What are you doing?”
“Reading a book,” she replies (thinking isn’t that obvious…?)
“You’re in a restricted fishing area,” he informs her.
“I’m sorry officer, but I’m not fishing, I’m reading.
“Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I’ll have to take you in and write you up.”
“If you do that, I’ll have to charge you with sexual assault,” says the woman.
“But I haven’t even touched you,” says the game warden.
“That’s true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment.”
“Have a nice day ma’am,” and he left.
MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads.
It’s likely she can also think.
Thanks to J&B, MZ, PH and…