Laziest Car Part
What part of a car is the laziest?
→ The wheels. They are always tired.
What part of a car is the laziest?
→ The wheels. They are always tired.
Why was the school principal not pleased when he bumped into an old friend?
→ They were both driving their cars at the time!
When I get real bored, I like to drive down town and get a great parking spot, then sit in my car and count how many people ask me if I'm leaving.
How do you electrocute a blonde?
→ Tell her to demonstrate the proper usage of an electric chair.
What is a blonde doing when she holds her hands tightly over her ears?
→ She's trying to hold on to a thought.
- Tell me, doctor. Is it serious?
- Well, I wouldn't advise you to start watching any serials on TV.
Surgeon General C. Everett Koop, in conjunction with research associate Dr. Ed Bluestone of the Surgeon General's office, has compiled for non-confidential distribution a list of activities which, while not definitely linked to death or established as causative factors in any specific form of physical or physiological deterioration, have been determined through exhaustive reiteration to be detrimental to the human condition and specifically to the welfare of their perpetrator.
While implementation of any of these activities is not specifically illegal as cited by state or federal jurisdictions, engagement in any of said activities could very probably be construed as a gross breach of common etiquette constraints and/or moral codes and analogs.
Widespread or accelerated participation in any of the listed activities by an increasing or superannuated segment of the population would be frowned on by and erosive to all reasonable, respected, and stalwart facets of American society.
The Surgeon General warns:
This guy took his nymphomaniac wife to the sex therapist for treatment.
- This is one hot potato of a lady, doctor - he said - Maybe you can do something for her? She goes for any man, any age, any time, anywhere and it is just driving me crazy with jealousy.
- We'll see - the therapist said. He directed the wife into his examining room, closed the door behind her, and told her to get undressed. Then he told her to get up onto the examining table on her stomach.
The moment he touched her buttocks, she began to squirm and moan. It was too much for him to resist, so he climbed up on top of her and began screwing her.
The husband suddenly hears the moans and groans coming from the examination room. Very suspicious, he bursts into the room and is confronted by the sight of the doctor astride his wife and banging away.
- Doctor, what are you doing?!? - he asked.
Flustered, the therapist replied:
- Oh, it's you! I'm only taking your wife's temperature!
The husband pulled out a large pocket knife and began to hone it deliberately on his sleeve.
- Well, doc - he said - when you take that thing out, it better have numbers on it!
At the marriage counselor's office, the woman complained, "What's-his-name here says I don't give him enough attention."
By Bill Adler
A Teenager is...