Posts by jhenderson

    Two informally dressed ladies happened to start up a conversation during an endless wait in the LAX airport.


    The first lady was an arrogant California woman married to a wealthy man.


    The second was a well mannered elderly woman from the South.
    When the conversation centered on whether they had any children, the California woman started by saying, "When my first child was born, my husband built a beautiful mansion for me."


    The lady from the South commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"


    The first woman continued, "When my second child was born, my husband bought me a beautiful Mercedes-Benz..


    Again, the lady from the South commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"


    The first woman continued boasting, "Then, when my third child was born, my husband bought me this exquisite diamond bracelet.


    Yet again, the Southern lady commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"


    The first woman then asked her companion, "What did your husband buy for you when you had your first child?"


    "My husband sent me to charm school," declared the Southern lady.


    "Charm school?" the first woman cried, "Oh, my God! What on earth for?"


    The Southern lady responded, "Well for example, instead of saying "Who gives a ****?" I learned to say, "Well, isn't that precious"...

    Re: Happy Birthday Andy !!


    Just passing thru and saw that it was Andys birthday
    Even though I am a couple of weeks late.
    I don;t do much on the key board anymore the parkinsons has really hit.
    thank god for dragon speaking naturally


    Happy Birthday Andy

    Mr. Doctor

    Q: Doctor, I've heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life. Is this true?
    A: Your heart is only good for so many beats, and that's it... don't waste them on exercise. Everything wears out eventually. Speeding up your heart will not make you live longer; that's like saying you can extend the life of your car by driving it faster. Want to live longer? Take a nap.


    Q: Should I cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables?
    A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies. What does a cow eat? Hay and corn. And what are these? Vegetables. So a steak is nothing more than an efficient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system. Need grain? Eat chicken. Beef is also a good source of field grass (green leafy vegetable). And a pork chop can give you 100% of your recommended daily allowance of vegetable products.


    Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?
    A: No, not at all. Wine is made from fruit. Brandy is distilled wine, that means they take the water out of the fruity bit so you get even more of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out of grain. Bottoms up!


    Q: How can I calculate my body/fat ratio?
    A: Well, if you have a body and you have fat, your ratio is one to one. If you have two bodies, your ratio is two to one, etc.


    Q: What are some of the advantages of participating in a regular exercise program?
    A: Can't think of a single one, sorry. My philosophy is: No Pain...Good!
    Q: Aren't fried foods bad for you?
    A: YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!! ..... Foods are fried these days in vegetable oil. In fact, they're permeated in it. How could getting more vegetables be bad for you?


    Q: Will sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little soft around the middle?
    A: Definitely not! When you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. You should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger stomach.


    Q: Is chocolate bad for me?
    A: Are you crazy? HELLO Cocoa beans ! Another vegetable!!! It's the best feel-good food around!


    Q: Is swimming good for your figure?
    A: If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me.


    Q: Is getting in-shape important for my lifestyle?
    A: Hey! 'Round' is a shape!


    Well, I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had about food and diets.


    And remember:
    'Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO HOO, What a Ride'


    AND.....


    For those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final word on nutrition and health. It's a relief to know the truth after all those conflicting nutritional studies.


    1. The Japanese eat very little fat
    and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.


    2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat
    and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.


    3. The Chinese drink very little red wine
    and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.


    4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine
    and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.


    5. The Germans drink a lot of beers and eat lots of sausages and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.


    CONCLUSION


    Eat and drink what you like.
    Speaking English is apparently what kills you.

    Morris returns from the doctor and tells his wife



    that the doctor has told him that he has only

    Given the prognosis, Morris asks his wife for sex.



    Naturally, she agrees, so they make love.



    About 6 hours later, the husband goes to his wife and says,



    'Honey, you know I now have only 18 hours to live.



    Could we please do it one more time?'



    Of course, the wife agrees, and they do it again.



    Later, as the man gets into bed, he looks at his watch



    and realizes that he now has only 8 hours left.



    He touches his wife's shoulder and asks,



    'Honey, please.... just one more time before I die.'



    She says, 'Of course, Dear,' and they make love for the third time.



    After this session, the wife rolls over and falls to sleep.



    Morris, however, worried about his impending, tosses and turns,



    until he's down to 4 more hours.



    He taps his wife, who rouses. 'Honey, I have only 4 more hours.



    Do you think we could...'



    At this point the wife sits up and says, 'Listen Morris,



    I have to get up in the morning... you don't.'

    We've all had trouble with our animals, but I don't think anyone can top this one:


    Calling in sick to work makes me uncomfortable. No matter how legitimate my excuse, I always get the feeling that my boss thinks I'm lying.


    On one recent occasion, I had a valid reason but lied anyway, because the truth was just too darned humiliating. I simply mentioned that I had sustained a head injury, and I hoped I would feel up to coming in the next day. By then, I reasoned, I could think up a dozy to explain the bandage on the top of my head. The accident occurred mainly because I had given in to my wife's wishes to adopt a cute little kitty.
    Initially, the new acquisition was no problem.



    Then one morning, I was taking my shower after breakfast when I heard my wife, Deb, call out to me from the kitchen.


    'Honey! The garbage disposal is dead again. Please come reset it.'


    'You know where the button is,' I protested through the shower pitter-patterand steam. 'Reset it yourself!'


    'But I'm scared!' she persisted. 'What if it starts going and sucks me in?'


    There was a meaningful pause and then, 'C'mon, it'll only take you a second.'


    So out I came, dripping wet and butt naked, hoping that my silent outraged nudity would make a statement about how I perceived her behavior as extremely cowardly.


    Sighing loudly, I squatted down and stuck my head under the sink to find the button. It is the last action I remember performing.


    It struck without warning, and without any respect to my circumstances. No, it wasn't the hexed disposal, drawing me into its gnashing metal teeth. It was our new kitty, who discovered the fascinating dangling objects she spied hanging between my legs. She had been poised around the corner and stalked me as I reached under the sink. And, at the precise moment when I was most vulnerable, she leaped at the toys I unwittingly offered and she snagged them with her needle-like claws. I lost all rational thought to control orderly bodily movements, blindly rising at a violent rate of speed, with the full weight of a kitten hanging from my masculine region.


    Wild animals are sometimes faced with a 'fight or flight' syndrome. Men, in this predicament, choose only the 'flight' option. I know this from experience. I was fleeing straight up into the air when the sink and cabinet bluntly and forcefully impeded my ascent.
    The impact knocked me out cold.


    When I awoke, my wife and the paramedics stood over me.


    Now there are not many things in this life worse than finding oneself lying on the kitchen floor butt naked in front of a group of 'been-there, done-that' paramedics.
    Even worse, having been fully briefed by my wife, the paramedics were all snorting loudly as they tried to conduct their work, all the while trying to suppress their hysterical laughter.......and not succeeding.


    Somehow I lived through it all. A few days later I finally made it back in to the office, where colleagues tried to coax an explanation out of me about my head injury. I kept silent, claiming it was too painful to talk about, which it was.


    'What's the matter?' They all asked, 'Cat got your tongue?'
    If they only knew!


    Why is it that only the women laugh at this?

    A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed.


    He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband tells his wife:


    "Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck." If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."


    To which his wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He wwas whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked me if we had any vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too!!"

    There was this guy at a bar, just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half of an hour.


    Then, this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down. The poor man starts crying. The truck driver says, "Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man cry."


    "No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I go late to my office. My boss, outrageous, fires me. When I leave the building, to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police said that they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home, and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away."


    "I go home, and when I get there, I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this bar. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison."

    Bob was in trouble. He forgot his wedding anniversary. His wife was
    really pissed.


    She told him "Tomorrow morning, I expect to find a gift in the
    driveway that goes from 0 to 200 in 6 seconds AND IT BETTER BE THERE !!"


    The next morning he got up early and left for work. When his wife woke
    up, she looked out the window and sure enough there was a box
    gift-wrapped in the middle of the driveway.


    Confused, the wife put on her robe and ran out to the driveway, brought
    the box back in the house.


    She opened it and found a brand new bathroom scale.


    Bob has been missing since Friday.

    An Irish man went to confession in St. Patrick's Catholic Church.



    'Father', he confessed, 'it has been one month since my last confession. I had sex with Nookie Green twice last month.'

    The priest told the sinner, 'You are forgiven. Go out and say three Hail Mary's.'

    Soon thereafter, another Irish man entered the confessional. 'Father , it has been two months since my last confession. I've had sex with Nookie Green twice a week for the past two months.'

    This time, the priest questioned, 'Who is this Nookie Green?'

    'A new woman in the neighborhood,' the sinner replied.

    'Very well,' sighed the priest. Go and say ten Hail Mary's.

    At mass the next morning, as the priest prepared to deliver the sermon, a tall, voluptuous, drop-dead gorgeous redheaded woman entered the sanctuary. The eyes of every man in the church fell upon her as she slowly sashayed up the aisle and sat down right in front of the priest. Her dress was green and very short, and she wore matching, shiny emerald-green shoes.

    The priest and the altar boy gasped as the woman in the green dress and matching green shoes sat with her legs spread slightly apart, but just enough to realize she wasn't wearing any underwear.

    The priest turned to the altar boy and whispered, 'Is that Nookie Green?'

    The bug-eyed altar boy couldn't believe his ears but managed to calmly reply, 'No Father, I think it's just a reflection from her shoes'

    Can Cold Water Clean Dishes?

    This is for all the germ conscious folks that worry about using cold water to clean. John went to visit his 90 year old grandfather in a very secluded, rural area of Alaska .

    After spending a great evening chatting the night away, The next morning John's grandfather prepared breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast.

    However, John noticed a film like substance on his plate, and questioned his grandfather asking, 'Are these plates clean?'
    His grandfather replied, 'They're as clean as cold water can get em. Just you go ahead and finish your meal, Sonny!'
    For lunch the old man made hamburgers. Again, John was concerned about the plates as his appeared to have tiny specks around the edge that looked like dried egg and asked, 'Are you sure these plates are clean?'
    Without looking up the old man said,’ I told you before, Sonny, those dishes are as clean as cold water can get them. Now don't you fret, I don't want to hear another word about it!'
    Later that afternoon, John was on his way to a nearby town and as he was leaving, his grandfather's dog started to growl, and wouldn't let him pass. John yelled and said, 'Grandfather, your dog won't let me get to my car'.
    Without diverting his attention from the football game he was watching on TV, the old man shouted, "Coldwater, go lay down now, yah hear me?"
    .............

    EVER SINCE I WAS A CHILD, I'VE ALWAYS HAD A FEAR OF SOMEONE UNDER MY
    >>> BED AT NIGHT. SO I WENT TO A SHRINK AND TOLD HIM . . . 'I've got
    >>> problems. Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under it.
    >>> I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy.'
    >>>
    >>> 'Just put yourself in my hands for one year,' said the shrink. 'Come
    >>> talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of
    >>> those
    >
    >>> fears..'
    >>>
    >>> 'How much do you charge?' 'Eighty dollars per visit,' replied the
    >>> doctor. 'I'll sleep on it,' I said.
    >>>
    >>> Six months later the doctor met me on the street. 'Why didn't you ever
    >>> come to see me about those fears you were having?' he asked.
    >>>
    >>> 'Well, Eighty bucks a visit three times a week for a year is an awful
    >>> lot of money! A bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to have
    >>> saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup!'
    >>>
    >>> 'Is that so!' With a bit of an attitude he said, 'and how, may I ask,
    >>> did a bartender cure you?'
    >>>
    >>> 'He told me to cut the legs off the bed! - Ain't nobody under there now
    >>> !!!'
    >>>
    >>>
    >>> SCREW THOSE SHRINKS.. GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!

    Three women friends, one in a casual relationship, one engaged to be married and one a long-time wife, met for drinks after work. The conversation eventually drifted towards how best to spice up their sex lives.
    After much discussion, they decided to surprise their men by engaging in some S&M role playing. The following week they met up again to compare notes.


    Sipping her drink, the single girl leered and said, 'Last Friday at the end of the work day I went to my boyfriend's office wearin g a leather coat. When all the other people had left, I slipped out of it and all I had on was a leather bodice, black stockings and stiletto heels. He was so aroused that we made mad passionate love on his desk right then and there!'


    The engaged woman giggled and said, 'That's pretty much my story! When my fiancée got home last Friday, he found me waiting for him in a black mask, leather bodice, black hose and stiletto pumps. He was so turned on that we not only screwed all night, he wants to move up our wedding date!


    The married woman put her glass down and said, 'I did a lot of planning. I made arrangements for the kids to stay over at Grandma's. I took a long scented-oil bath and then put on my best perfume. I slipped into a tight leather bodice, a black garter belt, black stockings and six-inch stilettos. I finished it off with a black mask.
    When my husband got home from work, he grabbed a beer and the remote, sat down and yelled, 'Hey, Batman, what's for dinner?''

    Re: 2009 Daytona 500 Pics


    Thanks Aaron
    Unlike you I had to watch it on TV
    but like you I was disappointed in the rain win, but like the driver who said "I really raced hard until the yellow"

    > > A man boarded an airplane in New Orleans with a box of frozen crabs and asked a blonde, female crew member to take care of the box for him. She took the box and promised to put it in the crew's refrigerator. He pointedly advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for the crabs staying frozen, mentioned that he was a lawyer, and proceeded to rant at her about what would happen if she let them thaw out. Needless to say, she was annoyed by his behavior. Shortly before landing in New York , she used the intercom to announce to the entire cabin, "Would the gentleman who gave me the crabs in New Orleans , please raise your hand?" Not one hand went up ... so she took them home and ate them. Two lessons here: 1. Men never learn. 2. Blondes aren't as dumb as most men think