JACK’S LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT
Jack has died. His lawyer is standing before the family and reads out Jack’s Last Will and Testament:
“To my dear wife Esther, I leave the house, 50 acres of land, and 1 million dollars.
“To my son Barry, I leave my Big Lexus and the Jaguar.
“To my daughter Suzy, I leave my yacht and $250,000.
“And to my brother-in-law Jeff, who always insisted that health is better than wealth, I leave my treadmill.”
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A weary traveler enters a pub.
The lady bartender says, “Welcome! What are you drinking?” The traveler, weary from his long journey, responds simply, “Your finest ale, please.” The bartender tells him, “Brilliant.” As she pours him a pint of her finest ale, she makes him an offer.
“Since you are a first time customer, I will offer you a gift I offer all of my first time customers.” The traveler blushes and nods at the bartender, who was easy on the eyes.
“You may choose either this first pint of ale is free or instead you may pay for the beer and I will give you a piece of valuable advice.” The traveler pondered this for a moment, knowing his coin purse was light.
“Though my purse is light, I am intrigued by your offer. I will pay for my ale, now please share the valuable advice.” The bartender grinned, counting the coins he had given her, looked him in the eye and said, “You should’ve taken the free pint.”
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On his 70th birthday, a man was given a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate was for consultation with an Indian medicine man living on a nearby reservation, who was rumored to have a simple cure for erectile dysfunction.
The husband went to the reservation and saw the medicine man. The old Indian gave him a potion and with a grip on his shoulder warned, “This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoonful, and then say: “1-2-3.’ When you do, you will become manlier than you have ever been in your life and you can perform for as long as you want.”
The man thanked the old Indian, and as he walked away, he turned and asked: How do I stop the medicine from working?” “Your partner must say 1-2-3-4,’ he responded, “But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon.”
He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved took a spoonful of the medicine and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said: “1-2-3!” Immediately, he was the manliest of men. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes and then she asked: “What was the 1-2-3 for?”
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.
My friend asked me if I liked any sports.
I said that I was into shooting.
He asked if I was into anything mainstream.
“Mass shooting?”
Ice hockey is just basically guys wearing knife shoes and fighting each other with long sticks for the last Oreo.
The first 5 days after the weekend are always the hardest.
If taking a shit is a call of nature, is farting a missed call?
What’s the dumbest animal in the jungle?
The Polar bear….and how did he get in the jungle in the first place?
Everything’s a UFO when you’re near-sighted.
The best place to hide a body is on page two of the Google search results.
Breakups are like;
“You’ll never find anyone like me.”
That’s the plan!
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