A Really Early Sunday Joke (on a Thursday) ;)
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mysteryboy
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ok this is what boredom does to you...so here comes another one...
An attractive blonde from Dublin arrived and bet £20,000 on a single roll of the dice.
She said, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely naked".
With that, she stripped, rolled the dice and yelled, "Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!"
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed..."YES! YES! I WON, I WON!"
She hugged each of the dealers, picked up her winnings and clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.
Finally, one of them asked, "What did she roll?"
The other answered, "I don't know - I thought you were watching."
MORAL OF THE STORY-
Not all Irish are stupid and not all blondes are dumb, but all men are men.
An attractive blonde from Dublin arrived and bet £20,000 on a single roll of the dice.
She said, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely naked".
With that, she stripped, rolled the dice and yelled, "Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!"
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed..."YES! YES! I WON, I WON!"
She hugged each of the dealers, picked up her winnings and clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.
Finally, one of them asked, "What did she roll?"
The other answered, "I don't know - I thought you were watching."
MORAL OF THE STORY-
Not all Irish are stupid and not all blondes are dumb, but all men are men.
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...and another...
Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower (he had so much money he could buy anything he wanted), 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 sex appeal and charm, and who hangs on Bob's arm and listens intently to his every word.
His buddies at the club are all adither. At the very first chance they corner Bob and ask him, "Bob, how did you get the trophy girlfriend?"
"Girlfriend?" Bob replies smiling. "She's my wife!"
His friends are blown away by this announcement, but continue to pester Bob with questions. "So, how did you persuade her to marry you?"
"I lied about my age," replies Bob.
"What? Did you tell you were only 50?"
Bob smiles and says, "No. I told her I was 90."
Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower (he had so much money he could buy anything he wanted), 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 sex appeal and charm, and who hangs on Bob's arm and listens intently to his every word.
His buddies at the club are all adither. At the very first chance they corner Bob and ask him, "Bob, how did you get the trophy girlfriend?"
"Girlfriend?" Bob replies smiling. "She's my wife!"
His friends are blown away by this announcement, but continue to pester Bob with questions. "So, how did you persuade her to marry you?"
"I lied about my age," replies Bob.
"What? Did you tell you were only 50?"
Bob smiles and says, "No. I told her I was 90."
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