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You're not to see that woman again. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; For your penance, say five Hail Mary's and put $50 in the poor box ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Irishman left the confessional, said his prayers, and then walked over to the poor box. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;He paused for a moment and then started to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest, who was watching, quickly ran over to him saying, 'I saw that.You didn't put any money in the poor box!' &lt;br /&gt;The Irishman replied, 'Yeah, but I rubbed the $50 on the box, and according to you, that's the same as putting it in!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a religious young woman who went to Confession. Upon entering the confessional, she said, &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;'Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest said, 'Confess your sins and be forgiven.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young woman said, 'Last night my boyfriend made mad passionate love to me seven times.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest thought long and hard and then said, &lt;br /&gt;'Squeeze seven lemons into a glass and then drink the juice.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young woman asked, 'Will this cleanse me of my sins?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest said, 'No, but it will wipe that smile off of your face.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company. One day the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and asked, 'Father, my dog is dead. Could ya' be saying' a Mass for the poor creature?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Patrick replied, 'I'm afraid not; we cannot have services for an animal in the church.&lt;br /&gt;But there are some Baptists down the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll do something for the creature.' Muldoon said, 'I'll go right away Father.&lt;br /&gt;Do ya think $5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Father Patrick exclaimed, 'Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn't ya tell me the dog was Catholic?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favorite: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elderly man walks into a confessional... The following conversation ensues:&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'I am 92 years old, have a wonderful wife of 70 years, many children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking.&lt;br /&gt;We went to a motel, where I had sex with each of them three times.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: 'Are you sorry for your sins?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'What sins? ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: 'What kind of a Catholic are you?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'I'm Jewish.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: 'Why are you telling me all this?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'I'm 92 years old. I'm telling everybody.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt; 
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This is probably the funniest date story ever, first&lt;br /&gt;date or not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all had bad dates but this takes the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Jay Leno went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date&gt; that a woman ever had. The winner described her worst first date&gt; experience.&lt;br /&gt;There was absolutely no question as to why her tale took the prize!&lt;br /&gt;She said it was midwinter...Snowing and quite cold... and the guy had&lt;br /&gt;taken her skiing in the mountains outside Salt Lake City , Utah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a day trip (no overnight). They were strangers, after all, and&lt;br /&gt;had never met before. The outing was fun but relatively uneventful until&lt;br /&gt;they were headed home late that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were driving back down the mountain, when she gradually began to&lt;br /&gt;realize that she should not have had that extra latte. They were about&gt; an hour away from anywhere with a rest room and in the middle of&lt;br /&gt;nowhere! Her companion suggested she try to hold it, which she did for a&lt;br /&gt;while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a&lt;br /&gt;point where she told him that he had better stop and let her go beside&lt;br /&gt;the road, or it would be the front seat of his car .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her&lt;br /&gt;pants down and started.. In the deep snow she didn't have good footing,&lt;br /&gt;so she let her butt rest against the rear fender to steady herself. Her&lt;br /&gt;companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and indeed&lt;br /&gt;was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking. All she could think&lt;br /&gt;about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing nature of&gt; the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon finishing however, she soon became aware of another sensation. As&lt;br /&gt;she bent to pull up her pants, the young lady discovered her buttocks&lt;br /&gt;were firmly glued against the car's fender. Thoughts of tongues frozen&lt;br /&gt;to poles immediately came to mind as she attempted to disengage her&lt;br /&gt;flesh from the icy metal. It was quickly apparent that she had a brand&lt;br /&gt;new problem, due to the extreme cold. Horrified by her plight and yet&lt;br /&gt;aware of the humor of the moment, she answered her date's concerns&lt;br /&gt;about' what is taking so long' with a reply that indeed, she was&lt;br /&gt;'freezing her butt off' and in need of some assistance! He came around&lt;br /&gt;the car as she tried to cover herself with her sweater and then, as she&lt;br /&gt;looked imploringly into his eyes, he burst out laughing. She too, got&lt;br /&gt;the giggles and when they finally managed to compose themselves, they&lt;br /&gt;assessed her dilemma. Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was,&lt;br /&gt;they also were faced with a real problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both agreed it would take something hot to free her chilly cheeks from&lt;br /&gt;the grip of the icy metal! Thinking about what had gotten her into the&lt;br /&gt;predicament in the first place, both quickly realized that there was&lt;br /&gt;only one way to get her free. So, as she looked the other way, her first&lt;br /&gt;time date proceeded to unzip his pants and pee her butt off the fender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the audience screamed in laughter, she took the Tonight Show prize&lt;br /&gt;hands down. Or perhaps that should be 'pants down. 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She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.'&lt;br /&gt;I bought her a scale.&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- ---------  --------- --------- ---------&lt;br /&gt;When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I took her to a gas station.&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- ---------  --------- --------- ---------&lt;br /&gt;After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.&lt;br /&gt;The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.  So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- ---------  --------- --------- ---------&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a&amp;amp; nbsp; nearby table.&lt;br /&gt;My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.'&lt;br /&gt;'My God!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;----------- --------- ---------  --------- --------- --------- ---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my wife to a restaurant.  The waiter, for some reason, took  my order first.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please."&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Aren't you worried about mad cow?""&lt;br /&gt;Nah, she can order for herself."&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- ---------  ---&lt;br /&gt;A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.&lt;br /&gt;She is not happy with what she sees and  says to her  husband, 'I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly.  I really need you to pay me a compliment.'&lt;br /&gt;The husband replies, 'Your eyesight's damn near perfect.'&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;------------ ---------  --------- ------&lt;br /&gt;I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95.&lt;br /&gt;I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started....&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- ---------  ---------&lt;br /&gt;My wife asked me if a certain dress made her butt look big. I told her not as much as the dress she wore yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- ---------  --------- ------&lt;br /&gt;A man and a woman were asleep like two innocent  babies.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, at 3 o'clock in the morning, a loud noise came from outside.&lt;br /&gt;The woman, bewildered, jumped up from the bed and yelled at the man 'Holy crap. That must be my husband!'&lt;br /&gt;So the man jumped out of the bed; scared and naked jumped out the window. He smashed himself on the ground, ran through a thorn bush and to his car as fast as he could go.&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later he returned and went up to the bedroom and screamed at the woman, 'I AM your   husband!'&lt;br /&gt;The woman yelled back, 'Yeah, then why were you running?'&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;------------  --------- ---------&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the garage.&lt;br /&gt;I hooked up the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.&lt;br /&gt;The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.&lt;br /&gt;I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.&lt;br /&gt;I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'&lt;br /&gt;My loving wife of 10 years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?'&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started  ..&lt;br /&gt;------------  --------- --------- --------- ---------  ----&lt;br /&gt;I asked my w ife, "Where do you want to go for our anniversary?  "&lt;br /&gt;It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!"  She said.&lt;br /&gt;So I suggested, "How about the kitchen?"&lt;br /&gt;And that's when the fight started....&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- ---------  --------- --------- ----&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I are watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have sex?"&lt;br /&gt;"No," she  answered.&lt;br /&gt;I then said, "Is that your final answer?"&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."  And that's when the fight started....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt; 
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I married the wrong man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady inserted an ad in the classifieds:&lt;br /&gt;"Husband Wanted".&lt;br /&gt;Next day she received a hundred letters.&lt;br /&gt;They all said the same thing:&lt;br /&gt;"You can have mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a woman steals your husband,&lt;br /&gt;there is no better revenge than to let her keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman is incomplete until she is married. Then she is finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy asked his father,&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, how much does it cost to get married?"&lt;br /&gt;Father replied, "I don't know son, I'm still paying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young son asked,&lt;br /&gt;"Is it true Dad, that in some parts of Africa&lt;br /&gt;a man doesn't know his wife until he marries her?"&lt;br /&gt;Dad replied, "That happens in every country, son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a woman who said,&lt;br /&gt;"I never knew what real happiness was until I got married,&lt;br /&gt;and by then, it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want your spouse to listen and&lt;br /&gt;pay strict attention to every word you say -- talk in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think, if it weren't for marriage, men would go through life thinking&lt;br /&gt;they had no faults at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First guy says, "My wife's an angel!"&lt;br /&gt;Second guy remarks, "You're lucky, mine's still alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Woman's Prayer:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I pray for: Wisdom, To understand a man , to Love and to forgive&lt;br /&gt;him , and for patience, For his moods. Because Lord, if I pray for Strength&lt;br /&gt;I'll just beat him to death"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW FOR THE FAVORITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Husband and wife are waiting at the bus stop with their nine children. A&lt;br /&gt;blind man joins them after a few minutes. When the bus arrives, they find&lt;br /&gt;it overloaded and only the wife and the nine kids are able to fit onto the&lt;br /&gt;bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the husband and the blind man decide to walk. After a while, the husband&lt;br /&gt;gets irritated by the ticking of the stick of the blind man as he taps it&lt;br /&gt;on the sidewalk, and says to him, "Why don't you put a piece of rubber at&lt;br /&gt;the end of your stick? 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What's a mixed feeling?&lt;br /&gt; A. When you see your mother-in-law backing off a cliff in your new car.&lt;br /&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q What's the height of conceit?&lt;br /&gt;A. Having an orgasm and calling out your own name.&lt;br /&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's the definition of macho?&lt;br /&gt;A. Jogging home from your vasectomy.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's the difference between a G-Spot and a golf ball?&lt;br /&gt;A. A guy will actually search for a golf ball&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Do you know how New Zealanders practice safe sex?&lt;br /&gt;A. They spray paint X's on the back of the sheep that kick!&lt;br /&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.Why is divorce so expensive?&lt;br /&gt;A. Because it's worth it!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is a Yankee?&lt;br /&gt;A. The same as a quickie, but a guy can do it alone.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What do Tupperware and a walrus have in common?&lt;br /&gt;A. They both like a tight seal.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What do a Christmas tree and a priest have in common?&lt;br /&gt;A. Their balls are just for decoration.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.What is the difference between 'ooooooh'and 'aaaaaaah'?&lt;br /&gt;A. About three inches.&lt;br /&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the difference between purple and pink?&lt;br /&gt;A. The strength of the grip.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How do you find a blind man in a nudist colony?&lt;br /&gt;A. It's not hard.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you circumcise a hillbilly?&lt;br /&gt;A: Kick his sister in the jaw.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the difference between a boyfriend and a husband?&lt;br /&gt;A: 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact?&lt;br /&gt;A: Breasts don't have eyes.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If the dove is the bird of peace, what is the bird of true love?&lt;br /&gt;A. The swallow.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the difference between medium and rare?&lt;br /&gt;A: Six inches is medium, eight inches is rare.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why do women rub their eyes when they get up in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;A .. They don't have balls to scratch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt; 
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&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563132581938079127-4156917366003098872?l=squirreltales101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/feeds/4156917366003098872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563132581938079127&amp;postID=4156917366003098872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/4156917366003098872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/4156917366003098872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/2008/12/understanding.html' title='The understanding'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070352932339109220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbfJ_Ifa0I/AAAAAAAABJE/l5rBUIwMWec/S220/clip_image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563132581938079127.post-2556603960100258762</id><published>2008-12-11T08:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:17:31.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wears the pants?</title><content type='html'>A young couple was in their honeymoon suite on their wedding night. As they undressed for bed, the husband, who was a big burly bruiser, tossed his pants to his bride and said, "Here, put these on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put them on and the waist was twice the size of her body. "I can't wear your pants," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right and don't forget it," said the husband. "I'm the man in this family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, she flipped him her panties and said, "Try these on." He tried them on and found he could only get them on as far as his kneecaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Hell, I can't get into your panties."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "That's right, and that's the way it's going to be until your f**king attitude changes!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt; 
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They are both  quite startled. The man turns to her and says "Ma'am,  if your heart is as soft as your breast, I know you'll forgive me."&lt;br /&gt;She replies, "If your dick is as hard as your elbow,  I'm in room 221."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A businessman boards a flight and is seated next to a&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous woman. He notices she is reading a manual  about sexual statistics.&lt;br /&gt;He asks her about it and she replies, "This is a very interesting book. It says that American Indians have  the longest penises and  Greek men are the best in bed.  By the way, my name is Jill. What's yours?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tonto Papadopoulos, nice to meet you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, as a couple lays down for bed, the husband starts rubbing his wife's arm.&lt;br /&gt;The wife turns over and says "I'm sorry honey, I've got a gynaecologist appointment tomorrow and I want to stay fresh."&lt;br /&gt;The husband, rejected, turns over. A few minutes  later, he rolls back over and taps his wife again.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have a dentist appointment tomorrow too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed  there for a number of years when he came home one day  to confess to his wife that he had terrible  compulsion. He had an urge to stick his penis into the  pickle slicer.&lt;br /&gt;His wife suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill said he would be too  embarrassed. He vowed to overcome the compulsion on  his own.&lt;br /&gt;One day a few weeks later, Bill came home.&lt;br /&gt;His wife could see at once that something was  seriously&lt;br /&gt;wrong. "What's wrong, Bill?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Bill, you didn't."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I did."&lt;br /&gt;"My God, Bill, what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;"I got fired."&lt;br /&gt;"No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...she got fired too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple had been married for 50 years.&lt;br /&gt;They were sitting at the breakfast table one morning  when&lt;br /&gt;the wife says, "Just think, fifty years ago we were sitting here at this breakfast table together."&lt;br /&gt;"I know," the old man said, "We were probably sitting here naked as jaybirds fifty years  ago."&lt;br /&gt;"Well," Granny snickered, "Let's relive some old times." Whereupon the two stripped to the buff and sat down at the table. "You know, honey," the little  old lady breathlessly replied, "My nipples are as hot for you today as they were fifty years ago."&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't be surprised," replied Gramps. "One's in  your  coffee and the other is in your oatmeal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... 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DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563132581938079127-4098464593971408945?l=squirreltales101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/feeds/4098464593971408945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563132581938079127&amp;postID=4098464593971408945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/4098464593971408945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/4098464593971408945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/2008/10/currie-cup.html' title='Currie Cup'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070352932339109220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbfJ_Ifa0I/AAAAAAAABJE/l5rBUIwMWec/S220/clip_image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPyZUM1kcuI/AAAAAAAABJc/QbPDWN3LM50/s72-c/Sharks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563132581938079127.post-4192759866595647141</id><published>2008-10-16T08:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:18:48.816+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving husbands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbcr38MlAI/AAAAAAAABIg/dQvRkXxo2bs/s1600-h/loving_husbands_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257632261310551042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbcr38MlAI/AAAAAAAABIg/dQvRkXxo2bs/s400/loving_husbands_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbcsKfcs9I/AAAAAAAABIo/AiU37IdoPMs/s1600-h/loving_husbands_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257632266290246610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbcsKfcs9I/AAAAAAAABIo/AiU37IdoPMs/s400/loving_husbands_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbcsFT-rxI/AAAAAAAABIw/_GT2Rog-nds/s1600-h/loving_husbands_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257632264899964690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbcsFT-rxI/AAAAAAAABIw/_GT2Rog-nds/s400/loving_husbands_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbcsmssZ2I/AAAAAAAABI4/4Cg7VCDJB8Q/s1600-h/loving_husbands_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257632273861994338" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563132581938079127-6305367698316981069?l=squirreltales101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/feeds/6305367698316981069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563132581938079127&amp;postID=6305367698316981069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/6305367698316981069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/6305367698316981069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-in-bad-taste.html' title='All in bad taste'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070352932339109220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbfJ_Ifa0I/AAAAAAAABJE/l5rBUIwMWec/S220/clip_image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563132581938079127.post-7334883951072635700</id><published>2008-10-10T17:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:55:45.629+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Are Evil...</title><content type='html'>A  woman was in town on a shopping trip. She began her day finding the most  perfect shoes in the first shop and a beautiful dress on sale in the  second. In the third everything had just been reduced to a fiver when  her mobile phone rang. It was a female doctor notifying her that her  husband had just been in a terrible accident and was in  critical condition and in the ICU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman told  the doctor to inform her husband where she was and that she'd be  there as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  she hung up she realized she was leaving what was shaping up to  be her best day ever in the shops. She decided to get in a couple of  more shops before heading to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She  ended up shopping the rest of the morning, finishing her trip with a cup  of coffee and a beautiful cream slice complementary from the  last shop. She was jubilant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  she remembered her husband. Feeling guilty, she dashed to  the hospital. She saw the doctor in the corridor and asked about  her husband's condition. The lady doctor glared at her and shouted,  'You went ahead and finished your shopping trip didn't you! I hope  you're proud of yourself! While you were out for the past four hours  enjoying yourself in town, your husband has been languishing in the  Intensive Care Unit! It's just as well you went ahead and finished,  because it will more than likely be the last shopping trip you ever  take! For the rest of his life he will require round the clock care.  And you'll now be his carer!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  woman was feeling so guilty she broke down and  sobbed...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  lady doctor then chuckled and said, 'I'm just pulling your leg.  He's dead. What did you buy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt; 
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&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563132581938079127-7334883951072635700?l=squirreltales101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/feeds/7334883951072635700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563132581938079127&amp;postID=7334883951072635700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/7334883951072635700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563132581938079127/posts/default/7334883951072635700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirreltales101.blogspot.com/2008/10/women-are-evil.html' title='Women Are Evil...'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070352932339109220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ISwy8ErOKw/SPbfJ_Ifa0I/AAAAAAAABJE/l5rBUIwMWec/S220/clip_image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563132581938079127.post-9114434933297548673</id><published>2008-10-10T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:51:50.452+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quickie in the Bushes</title><content type='html'>There are two statues in a park; one of a nude man and one of a nude woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had been facing each other across a pathway for a hundred years, when one day an angel comes down from the sky and, with a single gesture, brings the two to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel tells them, 'As a reward for being so patient through a hundred blazing summers and dismal winters, you have been given life for thirty minutes to do what you've wished to do the most.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at her, she looks at him, and they go running behind the shrubbery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel waits patiently as the bushes rustle and giggling ensues. After fifteen minutes, the two return, out of breath and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel tells them, 'Um, you have fifteen minutes left, would you care to do it again?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks her 'Shall we?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She eagerly replies, 'Oh, yes, let's! But let's change positions. This time, I'll hold the Pigeon down and you shit on its head.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT WERE YOU THINKING????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- NeoWORX visitor tracker ... DO NOT DELETE if you are using a NeoWORX tool --&gt; 
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