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Jokes of the Day


In hopes that what was my really wonderful day will return I am presenting for you all two jokes that I hope will brighten your day; whether you need it or not. Enjoy!


"A woman was walking down the street. Without warning, she was accosted by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless woman who asked her for a couple of dollars for dinner.

The woman took out her bill fold, extracted ten dollars and asked, "If I give you this money, will you buy some wine with it instead of dinner?"

"No, I had to stop drinking years ago," the homeless woman replied.

"Will you use it to go shopping instead of buying food?" the woman asked.

"No, I don't waste time shopping," the homeless woman said. "I need to spend all my time trying to stay alive."

"Will you spend this on a beauty salon instead of food?" the woman asked.

"Are you NUTS!" replied the homeless woman. "I haven't had my hair done In 20 years!"

"Well," said the woman, "I'm not going to give you the money. Instead, I'm going to take you out for dinner with my hubby and myself tonight."

The homeless woman was astounded. "Won't your husband be furious with you for doing that? I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting."

The woman replied, "That's okay. It's important for him to see what a woman looks like after she has given up shopping, hair appointments, and wine."




A woman with a headache went to her medicine cabinet to find a bottle of Advil.
She did exactly as the bottle said.
Take two and keep away from children.

Comments

  1. Ha! Love it! Especially the second one. :)

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  2. Mary,

    I enjoy reading your blog everyday. It brings me joy, even all the way from Nigeria. Hope you and the family are well. If you are ever curious what we are up to you can check out my blog too.

    -Kate

    www.thisnigerianlife.blogspot.com

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