A man was leaving a convenience store with his morning coffee,when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery.
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A long, black hearse was followed by a second long, black hearse a few feet behind the first one.
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Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a dog on a leash.
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Behind him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking, single file...... The man couldn't stand the curiosity. He respectfully approached the man.
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"I am sorry for your loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?"
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"My wife's "
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"What happened to her?"
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The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her."
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He inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?"
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The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife, when the dog turned on her."
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A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two men.
A drunken man walks into a biker bar, sits down at the bar and orders a drink...Looking around , he sees three men sitting at a corner table. He gets up, staggers to the table, leans over, looks the biggest, meanest, biker in the face and says:
"I went by your grandma's house today and I saw her in the hallway buck-naked. Man, she is one fine lookin' woman!"
The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word. His buddies are confused, because he is one bad biker and would fight at the drop of a hat.
The drunk leans on the table again and says, "I got it on with your grandma and she is good, the best I've ever had!"
The biker's buddies are starting to get really mad, but the biker still says nothing....
The drunk leans on the table one more time and says, "I'll tell you something else, boy, your grandma liked it!!"
At this point the biker slowly stands up, takes the drunk by the collar, looks him square in the eye and says....................................
I know you have been lying awake at night wondering why baby diapers have brand names such as "Luvs", "Huggies," and "Pampers', while undergarments for old people are called"Depends". Well, here is the low down on the whole thing. When babies poop in their pants, people are still gonna Luv'em, Hug'em, and Pamper' em. But when old people poop in their pants, it "Depends" on who's in the will! Hope this helps straighten out this issue for you.
He calls his grandson to his bedside.."Guido, I wan' you to lissina me.
I wan' you take-a my chrome plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me."
"But grandpa, I really don't like guns..how about you leave me your Rolex instead?"
"You lissena me,boy. Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple a bambinos.
Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed wid another man......
Whatta you gonna do then? Pointa to you watch and say, "Time's up?"
Whatever you give to a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she will give you a baby. If you give her a house, she will give you a home. If you give her groceries, she will give you a meal. If you give her a smlle , she will give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.
So......... if you give her any crap, be ready to recieve a ton of sh-- !