An old farmer went to town to see a movie. The ticket girl said, “Sir, what is that on your shoulder?” The old farmer said, “That is my pet rooster, Chuckie. Wherever I go, Chuckie goes.” “I’m sorry, Sir,” said the ticket girl, “We can’t allow animals in the theatre. Not even a pet chicken.” The old farmer went around the corner and stuffed the chicken down his pants. He returned to the booth, bought a ticket and entered the theatre. He sat down next to two old emergency room nurses named Mildred and Marge. The movie started and the chicken began to squirm. The old farmer un-zipped his pants so Chuckie could stick his head out and watch the movie. “Marge,” whispered Mildred. “What?” said Marge. “I think the guy next to me is a pervert.” “What makes you think so?” asked Marge. “He unzipped his pants and he has his thing out,” whispered Mildred. “Well, don’t worry about it,” said Marge, “At our age it isn’t anything we haven’t seen before.” “Yes,” said Mildred, “But this one’s eating my popcorn!”
When my wife and I decided to get married we’d been going out for a few years. We really loved each other and we wanted everything to be perfect … and pretty much everything was, except that one thing had been bothering me. Her sister was a babe and many times I visited, she would flirt with me, bending over in front of me, things I didn’t want to acknowledge. Well a couple of nights before the wedding, she called me over to help her with some boxes. She was moving out of her apartment. When I arrived, I found her alone on the couch wearing decidedly little. I was shocked and she explained to me that she’d always wanted me and that it was her final opportunity, as these were my last few days as a bachelor. Well, I didn’t know what to do. She told me she would go upstairs and wait and if I wanted to, I could follow her, but if I didn’t, I could just leave. I waited for a moment and then went outside only to find her dad almost in tears with joy saying he knew now that I was really the right man and that I had his blessing to marry his daughter. This was a test to see just how loyal I was! Moral of the story: always leave your condoms in the car.
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