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'I was cleaning the Father's room yesterday and found some pornography magazines," said the first nun.
"What did you do with them?" asked the second.
"I threw them away."
"I was cleaning the Father's room yesterday and found some condoms," said the second nun.
"What did you do with them?" asked the first.
"I punched holes in them." The third nun fainted.
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"I came home one day and saw my wife in bed, naked. I looked all over the house and decided to check the balcony. I saw some fingers so I took a hammer and hit his fingers but a bush broke his fall so I took my fridge and threw it on him. But I felt so bad for killing a man that I killed myself."
"I was painting on the 37th floor, when I slipped and fell. I was holding on to a balcony, when some guy hit me on the fingers with a hammer so I fell, and then dropped a fridge on me."
"I was hiding innnocently in the fridge."
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After dinner, the male asks the woman if she wants to go up to his hotel room.
'Sure,' the woman says. 'Let me go wash my hands first.'
After she washes her hands, they have sex. After they are finished, she washes her hands again.
This is really starting to annoy the male doctor so he says, 'You know, you must be a surgeon, because you keep washing your hands.'
Angry at this remark, the woman says, 'Well, you must be an anasthesiologist, because I didn't feel a thing!'
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