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Laugh. Just Laugh.


After their 11th child, an Alabama couple decided that was enough, as they could not afford a larger bed.  So the husband went to his veterinarian and told him that he and his
cousin didn’t want to have any more children.

The doctor told him that there was a procedure called a vasectomy that could fix the problem but that it was expensive. "A less costly alternative," said the doctor, "is to go home, get a cherry bomb (fireworks are legal in Alabama), light it, put it in a beer can, then hold the can up to your ear and count to 10."

The Alabamian said to the doctor, "I may not be the smartest tool in the shed, but I don’t see how putting a cherry bomb in a beer can next to my ear is going to help me."

"Trust me," said the doctor.

So the man went home, lit a cherry bomb and put it in a beer can. He held the can up to his ear and began to count:






At which point he paused, placed the beer can between his legs and continued counting on his other hand.

This procedure also works in Tennessee, Kentucky, Louisiana, Arkansas, Mississippi, Missouri, Florida, West Virginia, South Carolina, and Washington DC.



He writes:

I was riding to work yesterday when I observed a female driver who cut right in front of a pickup truck, causing the driver to drive onto the shoulder to avoid hitting her.  This evidently angered the driver enough that he hung his arm out his window and gave the woman the finger.

"Man, that guy is stupid," I thought to myself. I ALWAYS smile nicely and wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female does anything to me in traffic, and here’s why:

I drive 48 miles each way every day to work.

That’s 96 miles each day.

Of these, 16 miles each way is bumper-to-bumper

Most of the bumper-to-bumper is on an 8 lane highway.

There are 7 cars every 40 feet for 32 miles.

That works out to 982 cars every mile, or 31,424 cars.

Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not bumper-to-bumper, I figure I pass at least another 4000 cars. That brings the total number to something like 36,000 cars that I pass every day.

Statistically, females drive half of these. That’s 18,000 women drivers!

In any given group of females, 1 in 28 has PMS.

That’s 642.

According to Cosmopolitan, 70% describe their love life as dissatisfying or unrewarding.

That’s 449.

According to the National Institute of Health, 22% of all females have seriously considered suicide or homicide.

That’s 98.

And 34% describe men as their biggest problem.

That’s 33.

According to the National Rifle Association, 5% of all females carry weapons and this number is increasing.

That means that EVERY SINGLE DAY, I drive past at least one female that has a lousy love life, thinks men are her biggest problem, has seriously considered suicide or homicide, has PMS, and is armed.

Give her the finger?

I don’t think so.


What’s the difference between a boyfriend and husband?

     ~~45 minutes.

What’s the fastest way to a man’s heart?

     ~~Through the chest with a sharp knife.

Why do men want to marry virgins?

     ~~They can’t stand criticism.

Why is it so hard for women to find men that are sensitive, caring and good looking?

     ~~Because those men already have boyfriends.


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6 Responses to “Laugh. Just Laugh.”

  1. litmajor Says:

    Good chuckles to start the day. And I love the lecture on not settling for the missionary – at least not on the phone. Thanks, as always, Teach!

  2. Vanilla Savant Says:

    But, beloved, I *really* like sex, plain old, in-each-others’ arms, comfortable sex. And with you, that is quite a wonderful fantasy.

  3. goodguygonebad Says:

    More emails from your sister Bethany? I don’t know where she gets all this stuff – but I love her sense of humor. And yours, Miss A.

  4. Angela Says:

    Well, litmajor … you’re a little frisky, aren’t you now?

    Vanilla Savant … you’re my cuddly boy. You get special privileges.

    goodguygonebad … you have a pretty fine sense of humor yourself. Thanks for making be chuckle, giggle, smile, laugh.

  5. Mr. Smith Says:

    Always interesting, always informative. I actually learn from you, dear Angela.

    About men? Oh oh! Somebody has our number.

  6. science nerd Says:

    Ever-changing, always top-notch, you and your blog are the best.

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