While making love to his wife, Carl discovered he couldn’t enjoy it.
Though they had been married only a few years, he relflectly
unhappily, their love-making had become infrequent and bland. Then
quite suddenly, alarmed, he said: “What happened, did I hurt you ?”
“Why no, not at all,” said his surprised wife. “Whatever made you ask
“Well, no reason actually,” the bored husband replied with a sigh,
“It’s just that for a moment there, I thought you actully moved.”
Q: What’s the difference between a blonde and a phone booth?
A1: You need a quarter to use the phone.
A2: Only one person can use the phone at once.
Q: What do you call a blonde with white eyes?
A: Full up…
Q: How do you know a blonde has just lost her virginity?
A: Her crayons are still sticky.
A pair of Irish ditch diggers were repairing some road side damage directly across the street from a house of ill repute when they witnessed a Protestant Reverend lurking about and then ducking into the house.
“Would ya look at that Darby!” said Pat. “What a shameful disgrace, those Protestant Reverends sinning in a house the likes of that place!” They both shook their heads in disgust and continued their work.
A short time later they watched as a Jewish Rabbi looked around himself cautiously and then darted into the house when he was satisfied no one had spied him.
“Did ya see that Darby?” Pat asked the other in shock and disbelief. “Is nothing holy to those Jewish people? I just can’t understand what the world is coming to these days. A man of the cloth indulging himself in sins of the flesh. ‘Tis a shame, I tell ya!”
Not long had passed when they saw a third man, a Catholic Priest, lurking about the house looking around to see if any one was watching and then quietly sneaking in the door.
“Oh no, Darby look!” Said Pat removing his cap. “One of the poor girls musta died!!”