Jenny's husband, Charley, was a male chauvinist. Even
though they both worked full-time, he never helped around the house. Housework
was woman's work! But one evening Jenny arrived home from work to find the
children bathed one load of clothes in the washer and another in the dryer,
dinner on the stove, and the table set. She was astonished - something's up. It
turns out that Charley had read an article that said wives who worked full-time
and had to do their own housework were too tired to be romantic.
The night went well and the next day she told her office
friends all about it. "We had a great dinner. Charley even cleaned up. He
helped the kids do their homework, folded all the laundry and put everything
away. I really enjoyed the evening."
"But what about afterward?" asked her friends.
"Oh, that was perfect too. Charley was too
tired!"
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Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower, shows up
at the Country Club with a breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy 25 year-old
blonde who knocks everyone's socks off with her youthful appeal and charm and
who hangs over Bob's arm and listens intently to his every word. His buddies at
the club are all aghast.
At the very first chance, they corner him and ask,
"Bob, how'd you get the trophy girlfriend?"
Bob replies, "Girlfriend? She's my wife!"
They're knocked over, but continue to ask. "So,
how'd you persuade her to marry you?"
"I lied about my age," Bob replies.
"What, did you tell her you were only 50?"
Bob smiles and says, "No, I told her I was 90."
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