Marriages are made in heaven. But, so again, are thunder and lightning.
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Three blondes were taking a walk in the country when they came upon a line of tracks.
The first blonde says “They must be deer tracks!”
The second blonde said, “No stupid anyone can tell that those are rabbit tracks!”
The third blonde said, “no, you idiots they’re definitely horse tracks!”
They were still arguing ten minutes later when the train hit them.
A man walked into a bar and ordered a glass of white wine. He
took a sip of the wine, then tossed the remainder into the
bartender’s face. Before the bartender could recover from the
surprise, the man began weeping.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m really sorry. I keep doing that to
bartenders. I can’t tell you how embarrassing it is, to have a
compulsion like this.”
Far from being angry, the bartender was sympathetic. Before long,
he was suggesting that the man see an Dr. about his problem.
“I happen to have the name of a Psychologist, ” the bartender
said. “My Brother and my Wife have both been treated by him, and
they say he’s as good as they get.”
The man wrote down the name of the Doctor, thanked the bartender,
and left. The bartender smiled, knowing he’d done a good deed for
a fellow human being.
Six months later, the man was back.
“Did you do what I suggested?” the bartender asked, serving the
glass of white wine.
“I certainly did,” the man said. “I’ve been seeing the
Psychologist twice a week.”
He took a sip of the wine. Then he threw the remainder into the
bartender’s face.
The flustered bartender wiped his face with a towel. “The Doctor
doesn’t seem to be doing you any good.” He sputtered.
“On the contrary,” the man claimed, “he’s done me a world of
good.”
“But you threw the wine in my face again!” The bartender
exclaimed.
“Yes.” The man replied. “But it doesn’t embarrass me anymore.”
A little boy got on the bus, sat next to a man reading a book, and noticed he had his collar on backwards.
The little boy asked why he wore his collar that way. The man, who was a priest, said, “I am a Father.”
The little boy replied, “My Daddy doesn’t wear his collar like that.” The priest looked up from his book
and answered “I am the Father of many.”
The boy said, “My Dad has 4 boys, 4 girls and two grandchildren and he doesn’t wear his collar that way.”
The priest, getting impatient, said, “I am the Father of hundreds” and went back to reading his book.
The little boy sat quietly thinking for a while, then leaned over and said,
“Maybe you should wear your pants backwards instead of your collar ?”