Duane rents an apartment in New York, and goes to the lobby to put His name on the group mailbox.

While he is there, an attractive young lady comes out of the apartment next to the mailboxes wearing a robe. Duane smiles at the young lady and she strikes up a conversation with him.

As they talk, her robe slips open, and it`s quite obvious that she has nothing on underneath. Poor Duane breaks out into a sweat trying to maintain eye contact. After a few minutes, she places her hand on His arm and says, `Let`s go in my apartment, I hear someone coming...`

He goes with her into the apartment, and after she closes the door, she leans against it allowing her robe to fall off completely. Being completely nude, she purrs at him,

`What would you say is my best feature?`

The flustered, embarrassed Duane stammers, clears His throat several times, and finally squeaks out, `Oh, it`s got to be your ears!`

She`s astounded. `Why my ears? Look at these breasts! They are full, don`t sag, and they`re 100 percent natural. My buns - they are firm and do not sag, and have no cellulite. Look at this skin, no blemishes or scars. Why in heaven`s name would you say my ears are the best part of my body?`

Clearing His throat once again, Duane stammers, `Outside when you said you heard someone cumming? That was me.`

The lovers passionately embraced on her bed, their bodies fused together as they writhed in the heat of the moment.

The woman cocked her ear "Quick it`s my husband coming through the front door. Hide in the bathroom" she cried.

The lover ran into the bathroom as she hid His clothes under the bed and as she turned back, her husband came through the bedroom door.

"What are you doing lying on the bed naked?" he asked.

"Darling, I heard you coming up the drive and got ready to receive you." she replied with a knowing smile.

"Great" he said "I`ll just nip into the bathroom and will be with you in two shakes."

Before she could stop him he was into the bathroom where he found the lover clapping His hand in mid-air.

"Who the devil are you!" the husband demanded.

"I`m from the exterminator company. Your wife called me in to get rid of these pesky moths." the lover replied.

"But..but you`ve got no clothes on?" stammered the husband.

The lover looked down and jumped backwards in surprise and said "The little bastards."

How old is your father?

Teacher: How old is your father?
Kid: He is 6 years.
Teacher: What? How is this possible?
Kid: He became father only when I was born.

Logic!!
Children Are Quick and Always Speak Their Minds
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TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America.
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?
CLASS: Maria.
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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.

(I Love this child)
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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O
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TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's.. Did you copy his?
CLYDE : No sir, It's the same dog.
(I want to adopt this kid!!!)
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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher.

On a cold winter morning, a wife texts her husband ...

"Windows won't open."

Husband texts back ...

"Pour a little warm water on it, and tap the edges gently with a hammer."

5 minutes later, wife texts back ...

"Computer really messed up now."

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Eudaimonia

^^^^ Lol!

Do you know that when a woman wears a leather dress, a man's heart beats quicker,

his throat gets dry ,

he gets weak in the knees,

and he thinks irrationally?


Ever wonder why?

It's because she smells like a New Truck!

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A chicken and an egg are lying in bed.

The chicken is leaning against the headboard smoking a cigarette, with a satisfied smile on its face.

The egg, looking a bit pissed off, grabs the sheet, rolls over and says, "Well, I guess we finally answered THAT question!"

In prehistoric days, they had no time-telling devices. How did you get it together for a date? You don't know when to be somewhere. You show up at your friend's cave; she's all upset.

'Where were you? You were supposed to be here before.'

'I didn't say I'd be here before. I said I'd be here later. It's barely now. I'm early.'

FINALLY..THE BLONDE JOKE TO END ALL BLONDE JOKES


A blonde woman was speeding down the road in her little red sports
car and was pulled over by a woman police officer who was also a
blonde.

The blonde cop asked to see the blonde driver's license. She dug
through her purse and was getting progressively more agitated.
'What does it look like?' she finally asked.

The policewoman replied, 'It's square and it has your picture on it.'

The driver finally found a square mirror in her purse, looked at it
and handed it to the policewoman. 'Here it is,' she said.

The blonde officer looked at the mirror, then handed it back saying,
OK, you can go. I didn't realize you were a cop.'

When Apollo Mission Astronaut Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon, he not only gave his famous "one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind" statement, but followed it by several remarks, including the usual talk between him, the other astronauts and Mission Control. Just before he reentered the lander, however, he made the enigmatic remark "Good luck Mr. Gorsky."

Many people at NASA thought it was a casual remark concerning some rival Soviet Cosmonaut. However, upon checking, there was no Gorsky in either the Russian or American space programs. Over the years many people questioned Armstrong as to what the "Good luck Mr. Gorsky" statement meant, but Armstrong always just smiled.

On July 5, 1995, in Tampa Bay, FL, while answering questions following a speech, a reporter popped the 26-year-old question to Armstrong. This time he finally responded. Mr. Gorsky had finally died and so Neil Armstrong felt he could answer the question.

When he was a kid, he was playing baseball with a friend in the backyard. His friend hit a fly ball, which landed in the front of his neighbor's bedroom window. His neighbors were Mr. & Mrs. Gorsky. As he leaned down to pick up the ball, young Armstrong heard Mrs. Gorsky shouting at Mr. Gorsky. "Sex! You want sex?! You'll get sex when the kid next door walks on the moon!"

Morris is on his deathbed, knows the end is near; is with his
nurse, his wife, his daughter, and two sons. “So,” he says to them:

“Bernie, I want you to take the Beverly Hills houses.”
“Sybil, take the apartments over in Los Angeles Plaza.”
“Hymie, I want you to take the offices over in City Center.”
“Sarah, my dear wife, please take all the residential buildings downtown.”

The nurse is just blown away by all this, and as Morris slips away, she says, “Mrs. Schwartz, your husband must have been such a hard working man to have accumulated all this property.”

Sarah replies, “Property? The schmuck has a paper route!”

As you may know, some people have brushes with the authorities from time
to time on the way home after a “social session,” or a night out with friends.
Well, two days ago I was out for an evening with friends and had several
beers followed by some rather nice red wine. Although I was feeling jolly, I
still had the sense to know that I may be slightly over the limit.

That’s when I did something that I’ve never done before; I took a cab
home. Sure enough, on the way home there was a police road block, but
since it was a cab they waved it past. I arrived home safely without incident.

This was a real surprise as I had never driven a cab before, I don’t know
where I got it, and now that it’s in my garage, I don’t know what to do with
it.

Making a bit of extra money on busy nights. They probably don't want it back, it would interfere with the insurance claims.

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Calm, quiet, smooth, devastating

There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about.

The letter read


Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension payment. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner.


Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with, have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope... Can you please help me?


Sincerely, Edna

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The postal worker was touched.
He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few dollars. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected $96.00 which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her friends. Christmas came and went.


A few days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.


It read:
Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me?
Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends.
We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift.
By the way, there was $4 missing.
I think it might have been those b*st*rds at the post office.


Sincerely, Edna

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^^^^ Lol!