Originally Posted By smedley Sept/Oct is lovely Knight, you get Halloween decs, and of course I will be there
Originally Posted By knightnfrees Twould be lovely to see you, Smed. S'been awhile since some entertaining went on around here...I'll leave ya with a joke. How do you keep a bull from charging? Take away his credit card!
Originally Posted By smedley Oh dear knight, that's shocking Would be lovely to meet you, the lovely wife and geronimo
Originally Posted By knightnfrees Here's another one... So, this guy walks into a bar. The guy says, "Owwww!"
Originally Posted By WDWdreamin Where are you getting these jokes? Howdy, smed. Hi everyone! Entertaining... entertaining... do not throw a stone when you like in a glass house... see first comment. Every Sunday, a little old lady placed $1,000 in the collection plate. This went on for weeks until the priest, overcome with curiosity, approached her. "Sister, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the collection plate," he stated. "Why yes," she replied, "every week my son sends me money, and what I don't need I give to the church." "That's wonderful, how much does he send you?" "Oh, $2,000 a week." "Your son is very successful, what does he do for a living?" "He is a veterinarian," she answered. "That is a very honorable profession. Where does he practice?" "Well, he has one cat house in Las Vegas and another in Reno.
Originally Posted By knightnfrees LOL! Nice one, 'Dreamin. This old woman walks into an ice cream parlor and the attendant says, "Hello, what will it be? The woman replies, "I'll have some chocolate ice cream!" The attendant says, "I'm sorry we ran out a few minutes ago...is there anything else you would like?" The woman says, "Alright, how about some chocolate ice cream?" The attendant says, "Again, we ran out...We have plenty of other delicious flavors." The woman goes, "Okay, I'll have some chocolate ice cream then." The attendant is getting a little miffed that she isn't understanding, so he asks the woman, "How many "S's" in Strawberry?" She replies, "One". Attendant: How many V's in Vanilla? Woman: One Attendant: How many F's in chocolate? The woman thinks about this for a moment and replies, "There is no F in chocolate?" Attendant: THAT'S what I've been trying to tell you!
Originally Posted By WDWdreamin A woman has to endure a visit from her mother, a prim and proper matronly sort from somewhere in the Midwest. The mother is in the throes of menopause, apparently very cranky and physically uncomfortable, and the daughter suggests that the mother visit her gynecologist. Mom is not fond of the idea of visiting a gynecologist in a strange city. But after the daughter assures her that the man is thoughtful, kind, humorous and sweet and implores her to go just to make sure everything is okay, the mother reluctantly assents and makes an appointment. The morning of the appointment, mother is VERY nervous and in preparation takes a shower AND a bath, deodorant, spray, the whole nine yards, and heads to the gynecologist. So. Mom's in the stirrups, the doctor's down there, and he looks up, fixes her with a funny smile and says, "Looks like we've got ourselves a PARTY GIRL!!" Mother is shocked, to say the least. "What... what did you say??!!!" He grins even wider. "I said, 'Looks like we've got ourselves a PARTY GIRL!'" and this is accompanied by a smirk and a wink. Mom is flabbergasted and doesn't utter another word for the balance of the exam, hastily dresses and runs out while avoiding his glance. Later that evening, the daughter returns home from work, inquires how the appointment went, and the mother says, "You have a very rude doctor! He called me a party girl!" "A what?" "A party girl!" Mom is sniffling now. "Why would he call me that?" "I don't know, it's very out of character for him..." the daughter puzzles. "There must be some reason. Think back. Did you say anything, maybe?" "No!" The mother bristles. "I didn't say anything like that!" "Come on, think back. What did you do before the appointment?" "Well," the mother sniffs, "I was VERY conscientious with my hygiene. I took a bath AND a shower, I used your deodorant and FDS spray— I hope you don't mind — and then I got dressed, and..." "Mom!" the daughter interrupts. "Mom, I don't have any FDS." The mother is silent. They both head to the bathroom where the mother points out what she mistook for FDS. It wasn't. It was orange glitter hair spray from the previous Halloween.
Originally Posted By disneylandfan8 Wow. This thread cannot die yet! We only have 18 more posts to go!!! Smedley, are you out there??
Originally Posted By disneylandfan8 I still miss the good ole days when this thread was THE place to be every night.
