Another oldie but hopefully a goodie...
Two farmer's wives, Agnes and Myrtle, were meeting at their backfences to gossip.
"So how are you, Agnes?" asked Myrtle.
"Not so good, dear. My husband Earl still thinks he's a chicken."
Myrtle said, "Really? That's been going on for months now. How come you haven't taken him to see a shrink?"
Anges sighed. "I really should...but we need the eggs."
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*rimshot*
Hey, is this thing on?? Try the veal! :D
Sean's jokes always make my day. :)
Good one, Avo!
As a counterbalance to Avo's...
Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met. After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding. Their life together was, of course, perfect.
One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car along a winding road, when they noticed someone at the side of the road in distress. Being the perfect couple, they stopped to help.
There stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys. Not wanting to disappoint any children on Christmas, Santa and his toys got into their vehicle. Soon they were driving along delivering the toys.
Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated and the perfect couple and Santa Claus had an accident. Only one of them survived the accident.
Question: Who was the survivor?
Scroll down for the answer.....
Answer:
The perfect woman survived. She's the only one who really existed in the first place. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and there is no such thing as a perfect man.
**** Women stop reading here, this is the end of the joke.
**** Men keep scrolling.
So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the woman must have been driving. This explains why there was a car accident.
***Men Keep scrolling.
By the way, if you're a woman and you're still reading, this illustrates
another point:
Women never listen.
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