Relationships!
During the past year I have tried to make love to you 365 times. I have succeeded 36 times, which is an average of once every ten days. The following is a list of why I did not succeed more often:
54 times the sheets were clean;
17 times it was too late;
49 times you were too tired;
20 times it was too hot;
15 times you pretended to be asleep;
22 times you had a headache;
17 times you were afraid of waking the baby;
16 times you said you were too sore;
12 times it was the wrong time of the month;
19 times you had to get up early;
9 times you said weren't in the mood;
7 times you were sunburned;
6 times you were watching the late show;
5 times you didn't want to mess up your new hairdo;
3 times you said the neighbours would hear us;
9 times you said your mother would hear us.
Of the 36 times I did succeed, the activity was not satisfactory because:
6 times you just laid there;
8 times you reminded me there's a crack in the ceilling;
4 times you told me to hurry up and get it over with;
7 times I had to wake you and tell you I finished;
1 time I was afraid I had hurt you because I felt you move.
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TO MY DEAR HUSBAND:
I think you have things a little confused. Here are the reasons you didn't get more than you did:
5 times you came home drunk and tried to screw the cat;
36 times you did not come home at all;
21 times you didn't cum;
33 times you came too soon;
19 times you went soft before you got in;
38 times you worked too late;
10 times you got cramps in your toes;
29 times you had to get up early to play golf;
2 times you were in a fight and someone kicked you in the balls;
4 times you got it stuck in your zipper;
3 times you had a cold and your nose was running;
2 times you had a splinter in your finger;
20 times you lost the notion after thinking about it all day;
6 times you came in your panamas while reading a dirty book;
98 times you were too busy watching football, baseball, etc.on TV;
Of the times we did get together: The reason I laid still was because you missed and were screwing the sheets. I wasn't talking about the crack in
the ceiling, what I said was, "Would you prefer me on my back or kneeling?"
The time that you felt me move was because you farted and I was trying to breathe.
The waiter gets the bottle and quickly sends it over to the girl, saying this is from the gentleman.
She looks at the champagne and decides to send a note with the bottle back over to the Texan. The note read: "For me to accept this bottle, you need to have a Mercedes in your garage, $1M in the bank, and 7 inches in your pants."
WELL, the Texan, after reading this note, sends one of his own back to her and it read: "Just so you know -- I happen to have TWO Mercedes in my
garage, I have over $2M in the bank, but not even for YOU, would I cut off 2 inches! Sorry, honey."
They went in the kitchen. The little boy got two plates out of the cabinet and some flour. The little boy put a cup of flour on each plate. The little boy said, "Now, what we do is squat over our plate and fart. Whoever blows up the biggest puff of flour wins."
The little girl said, "You go first".
So the little boy squatted over his plate and gave out a big grunt. Up came a little puff of flour. The little girl squatted down over her plate, gave out a grunt and blew all the flour off the plate.
The little boy said, "Wow, I've never seen anything like that, let me look at your butt!"
The little girl bent over so he could see. The little boy looked at her butt and said, "No wonder! You got double barrels!"
"Why's 'at?" asked Rotunda. "He some kinda superguy like that man on Star Trek?"
"No," said MrsPerfesser, "he's a big fat zero with a little dick hangin' down."
