Q: How do you make a dead baby float?
A: 1 scoop of ice cream, and 2 scoops of dead baby.
A girl came home from a date. Her mother had waited up for her, and when the girl walked in the door, the mother noticed she had rice in her hair.
“Lisa,” she said, “you didn’t tell me you were going to a wedding.”
“I didn’t mom,” Lisa replied. “I was giving a blowjob to a Chinese guy, and he threw up on me.”
Q: What’s the difference between an apple and a dead baby?
A: I don’t ejaculate on an apple before I eat it.
Larry is hired to play his trumpet on the score of a movie, and he’s excited. He’s especially thrilled because he gets to take two long solos.
After the sessions, which go great, Larry can’t wait to see the finished product. He asks the producer where and when he can catch the film. A little embarrassed, the producer explains that the music is for a porno flick that will be out in a month, and he tells Langon where he can go to see it.
A month later, Larry puts his collar up, puts on dark glasses, and he goes to the theater where the picture is playing. He walks in and sits way in the back, next to an elderly couple who also seems to be disguised and hiding.
The movie starts, and it’s the filthiest, most perverted porno flick ever. Group sex, S&M, golden showers… and then, halfway through, a dog gets in on the action. Before anyone can blink an eye, the dog has done all the women in every orifice, and most of the men.
Larry is incredibly embarrassed, and he turns to an old couple and whispers, “I’m only here for the music.”
The woman turns to Larry and whispers back, “I understand, we’re here to see our dog.”
Q: What’s the difference between a Catholic Priest, and acne?
A: Acne doesn’t come on a boys face, until after he’s thirteen.
Heaven or Hell
One day while walking down the street a highly successful Human Resources Director was tragically hit by a bus and she died. Her soul arrived up in heaven where she was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.
“Welcome to Heaven,” said St. Peter. “Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we’ve never once had a Human Resources Director make it this far and we’re not really sure what to do with you.”
“No problem, just let me in,” said the woman.
“Well, I’d like to,” replied St. Peter, “but I have higher orders. What we’re going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in.”
“Actually, I think I’ve made up my mind, I prefer to stay in Heaven,” said the woman.
“Sorry, we have rules…” And with that St. Peter put the
executive in an elevator and it went down-down-down to hell. The doors opened and she found herself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of her were all her friends – fellow executives that she had worked with and they were all dressed in evening gowns and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy (kinda cute) and she had a great time telling jokes and dancing. She was having such a good time that before she knew it, it was time to leave. Everybody shook her hand and waved good-bye as she got on the elevator.
The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and she found St. Peter waiting for her.
“Now it’s time to spend a day in heaven,” he said. So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing.
She had a great time and before she knew it her 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got her. “So, you’ve spent a day in hell and you’ve spent a day in heaven. Now you must choose your eternity,” he said. The woman paused for a second and then replied, “Well, I never thought I’d say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell.” So St. Peter escorted her to the elevator and again she went down-down-down back to Hell.
When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. She saw her friends were dressed in rags and were picking up the garbage and putting it in sacks.
The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her.
“I don’t understand,” stammered the woman, “yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is, is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable.”
The Devil looked at her and smiled. “Yesterday we were recruiting you, but today you’re staff…”
“My girlfriend was complaining last night that I never listen to her. Or something like that…”
A woman goes to the doctor for a physical. After the exam, the doctor returns with her test results and says, “Well Mrs. Smith, I hope you’re ready to start buying diapers!”
“Goodness,” says the woman, “am I pregnant, doctor?”
“No,” the doctor replies, “you have bowel cancer.”
Q: When do you kick a midget in the balls?
A: When he is standing next to your girlfriend saying her hair smells nice
One Smart Texan
A plane is overweighted and going down over the ocean. The pilot comes over the loudspeaker and requests that three brave souls sacrifice themselves for the survival of everyone else. There are no parachutes.
After a few moments’ reflection, a British gentleman offers to jump. At the door to the plane he shouts, “God Save the Queen!” and leaps to his death.
Not to be outdone, a Frenchman walks to the door, cries, “Viva la France!” and jumps to his death.
Moved by the displays of patriotism, a Texan walks to the door, shouts “Remember the Alamo!” and chucks a Mexican out of the plane.