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Sunday Morning Sex

I will never hear church bells ringing again without smiling... Upon hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed way, Karen went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95- year-old grandmother and comfort her. When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied,

'He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning. '

Horrified, Karen told her grandmother that 2 people nearly
100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble.

'Oh no, my dear,' replied granny. 'Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm.

Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong.'

She paused to wipe away a tear, and continued, 'He'd still be alive if the ice cream truck hadn't come along..'
 

Pete McCluskey.

Lifetime Supporter
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I borrowed my wife's Geo Metro last night. One liter of raw power, 3
cylinders of asphalt-tearing terror on thirteen-inch rims. It's stock,
alright, nothing done to it, but it pushes the barely 2000 pounds of metro
around with AUTHORITY. I'm always catching mopeds and 18-wheelers by
surprise...

I was headed back from Baskin Robbins with my manly triple-latte cappuccino
blast ("No Cinnamon, ma'am, I take it BLACK"), when I stopped at a
streetlight. As the Metro throbbed its throaty idle around me, I sipped my
bold beverage and wiped the white froth my stiff upper lip. I was minding
my own business, but then I heard a rev from the next lane.

I turned, made eye contact, then let my eyes trace over the competition.
Ford Festiva -- a late model, could be trouble. Low profile tires, curb
feelers, and schoolbus-yellow paint. Yep, a hot rod, for sure.

The howl of his motor snapped my reverie, and I looked back into the
driver's eyes, nodded, then blipped my own throttle. As I tugged on my
driving gloves and slipped on my sunglasses (gotta look cool to be fast,
and I am *damn* cool, hence...), the night was split with the sound of
seven screaming cylinders...

Then the light turned... I almost had him out of the hole, my three
pounding cylinders thrusting me at least a millimeter back into my seat, as
smoke pouring from my front right tire... my unlimited slip differential
was letting me down! I saw in the corner of my eyes, a yellow snout
gaining, and I heard the roar of his four cylinders. He slung by me, right
front wheel juddering against the pavement, and he flashed me a smile as
his .7 extra liters of motor stretched its legs. I kept my foot gamely in
it, though, waiting for the CHECK ENGINE light to blink on in the one-gauge
(no tachometer here!) instrument panel. I saw a glimpse of chrome under his
bumper, and knew the ugly truth... He was running a custom exhaust --
probably a 2-into-1 dual exhaust ... maybe event cutouts! Damn his hot-rod
soul! The old lady passing us on the crosswalk cast a dirty look in our
boy-racer direction...

Yet still I persisted, with my three pumping pistons singing a heady
high-pitched song, wound fully out. Though only a few handfuls of seconds
had passed, we were nearing the crosswalk at the other side of the
intersection, and I heard the note of his engine change as he made his
shift to second, and I saw his grin in his rearview mirror fade as he
missed the shift! I rocketed by, shifting, and nursed the clutch gently in
to keep from bogging, keeping my motor spinning hot and pulling me ahead,
now trailing a cloud of stinking clutch smoke. Not ready to give up so
easily, he left his foot in it, revving, and I heard one wheel *almost*
chirp as he finally found second and dropped the clutch. We careened over
the crosswalk, now going at least 15 miles per hour. A bicyclist passed us,
but intent on the race as we were, neither of us batted an eye.

He pulled slowly abreast of me, and neck and neck, we made the shift to
third, the scream of motors deafening all pedestrians within a five foot
circle. He nosed ahead as we passed 30 miles an hour, then eased in front
of me, taunting, as we shifted into fourth. I was staring up the dual 6"
chrome tips of his exhaust, snarling, my cappuccino forgotten, as he lifted
a little to take the next corner.

I saw my opportunity, and counting on the innate agility of my trusty
steed, I pulled wide into the number two lane and kept my foot buried in
carpet. Slowly, I inched around him, feeling my Metro roll slowly to the
left as I came abreast in the midst of this gradual sweeping turn. I felt
the Geo ease onto its suspension stops, and felt the right rear wheel
slowly leave the ground - no matter, though, because my drive wheels, up
front, were pulling me through the corner, and around the Festiva ... The
Ford driver beat his wheel in rage as my wife's car eased past him on the
outside, my P165/54R13's screaming in protest, as we raced to the next
light. We coasted down, neck-and neck, to the red light. I tightened my
driving gloves, ready for another round, when this WIMP in the next car
meekly flipped his turn signal and made a right. Chevy (Suzuki) superiority
reigns!!!

I drove off sipping my masculine drink, awash in my sheer virility, looking
for other unwitting targets.... Perhaps a Yugo, or maybe even a Volkswagon
Van!
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Pete McCluskey.

Lifetime Supporter
What Not To Say To A Cop

I can't reach my license unless you hold my beer.

Sorry, Officer, I didn't realize my radar detector wasn't plugged in.

Aren't you the guy from the Village People?

Hey, you must've been doin' about 125 mph to keep up with me! Good job!
Excuse me. Is "stick up" hyphenated?

I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a police officer.

I was going to be a trooper, but I decided to finish high school instead.

Bad cop! No donut!

You're not gonna check the trunk, are you?

Gee, that gut sure doesn't inspire confidence.

Wow, you look just like the guy in the picture on my girlfriend's nightstand.

Is it true that people become troopers because they are too dumb to work at McDonald's?

I pay your salary!

So, uh, you on the take, or what?

Gee, Officer! That's terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning, too!

Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.

I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there is no other car around--that's how far ahead of me they are.

What do you mean, "Have I been drinking?" You're the trained specialist.

Well, when I reached down to pick up my bag of crack, my gun fell off my lap and got lodged between the brake pedal and the gas pedal, forcing me to speed out of control.

Hey, is that a 9 mm? How's that compare to this one here?

Say Hi to your wife and my kids!
 
Pete..
 

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A professor at the University of Mississippi was giving a lecture on"Involuntary Muscular Contractions" to his first year medical students.

He realized that this was not the most riveting subject, so the professor decided to lighten the mood slightly.

He pointed to a young woman in the front row and said,"Do you know what your ass hole is doing while you're having an orgasm?"

She replied,

"Probably deer hunting with his buddies."

The professor laughed so hard he could not continue with the class.
 

flatchat(Chris)

Supporter
Hey Pete :heart:--- Is there any truth in the rumour that you've bought another horse from "The Magic Millions" sale held at the Gold Coast (Au) recently?
A thoroughbred with great linage etc and is named "My Face" -- a dead cert. for winnings and is very popular amongst the female punters apparently.




Can you just imagine being at the Melbourne Cup race day -- as the beau enters the home straight, leading the charge and all the ladies held back by the barrier, yelling, "come on my face!" to their favorite horse:blank:
 

Pete McCluskey.

Lifetime Supporter
No, but there really is a dish licker called Nads. Funny to hear the boys shouting Go Nads.
And there is a horse called Main Vein, and one called Richard Cranium.:thumbsup:

Speaking of the Magic Millions Gai spent three million yesterday on two horses. The doom and gloom hasn't effected her.
 

Brian Hamilton

I'm on the verge of touching myself inappropriatel
The performance shop I worked at was at the owners home and the wife ran a horse boarding & riding operation. She had her own personal horse named "Face". There was a really cute girl who worked there and we flirted back & forth. One day I was putting new lights in one of the overhead flourescent shop lights and we were talking and she said, "Ok, well I'm going to go ride Face, I'll be back later."

I shit you not, that's a true story. I laughed so hard I almost fell off the ladder. She didn't get it for a little bit and then realized what she said and turned beet red! Then I said calmly, "Well if you insist..." And that started another roar of laughter.

*sigh*

Memories.
 
been lurking for a long time so I better add something.

DRILL PRESS: A tall upright machine useful for suddenly snatching
flat metal bar stock out of your hands so that it smacks you in the
chest and flings your soda across the room, splattering it against that
freshly-stained heirloom piece you were drying.

WIRE WHEEL: Cleans paint off bolts and then throws them somewhere
under the workbench with the speed of light. Also removes fingerprints
and hard-earned guitar callouses from fingers in about the time it takes
you to say, 'Yeouw....'

ELECTRIC HAND DRILL: Normally used for spinning pop rivets in
their holes until you die of old age, or for perforating something
behind and beyond the original intended target object.

SKIL SAW: A portable cutting tool used to make studs too short.
PLIERS: Used to round off bolt heads. Sometimes used in the
creation of blood-blisters.
BELT SANDER: An electric sanding tool commonly used to convert
minor touch-up jobs into major refinishing jobs. Caution: Avoid using
for manicures.

HACKSAW: One of a family of cutting tools built for frustration
enhancement. It transforms human energy into a crooked, unpredictable
motion, and the more you attempt to influence its course, the more
dismal your future becomes.

VISE-GRIPS: Generally used after pliers to completely round off
bolt heads. If nothing else is available, they can also be used to
transfer intense welding heat to the palm of your hand.

WELDING GLOVES: Heavy duty leather gloves used to prolong the
conduction of intense welding heat to the palm of your hand.

OXYACETYLENE TORCH: Used almost entirely for lighting various
flammable objects in your shop on fire. Also handy for igniting the
grease inside the wheel hub you want the bearing race out of.

WHITWORTH SOCKETS: Once used for working on older British cars and
motorcycles, they are now used mainly for impersonating that 9/16 or 1/2
socket you've been searching for the last 45 minutes.

TABLE SAW: A large stationary power tool commonly used to launch
wood projectiles for testing wall integrity.
HYDRAULIC FLOOR JACK: Used for lowering an automobile to the
ground after you have installed your new brake shoes, trapping the jack
handle firmly under the bumper.

EIGHT-FOOT LONG YELLOW PINE 4X4: Used for levering an automobile
upward off of a trapped hydraulic jack handle.
TWEEZERS: A tool for removing wood splinters and wire wheel wires.

E-Z OUT BOLT AND STUD EXTRACTOR: A tool ten times harder than any
known drill bit that snaps neatly off in bolt holes thereby ending any
possible future use.

RADIAL ARM SAW: A large stationary power saw primarily used by
most shops to scare neophytes into choosing another line of work.

TWO-TON ENGINE HOIST: A tool for testing the maximum tensile
strength of everything you forgot to move out of its way.
CRAFTSMAN 1/2 x 24-INCH SCREWDRIVER: A very large pry bar that
inexplicably has an accurately machined screwdriver tip on the end
opposite the handle.

AVIATION METAL SNIPS: See hacksaw.
TROUBLE LIGHT: The home mechanic's own tanning booth. Sometimes
called a drop light, it is a good source of vitamin D, 'the sunshine
vitamin,' which is not otherwise found under cars at night. Health
benefits aside, its main purpose is to consume 40- watt light bulbs at
about the same rate that 105mm howitzer shells might be used during,
say, the first few hours of the <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:eek:ffice:smarttags" /><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:City w:st="on">Battle</st1:City></st1:place> of the Bulge. More often dark
than light, its name is somewhat misleading. The accessory socket within
the base, has been permanently rendered useless, unless requiring a
source of 117vac power to shock the mechanic senseless.

PHILLIPS SCREWDRIVER: Normally used to stab the vacuum seals under
lids, opening old-style paper-and-tin oil cans and splashing oil on your
shirt; but can also be used, as the name implies, to strip out Phillips
screw heads.

STRAIGHT SCREWDRIVER: A tool for opening paint cans. Sometimes
used to convert common slotted screws into non-removable screws.

AIR COMPRESSOR: A machine that takes energy produced in a
coal-burning power plant 200 miles away and transforms it into
compressed air that travels by hose to a Chicago Pneumatic impact gun
that grips rusty bolts which were last over tightened 40 years ago by
someone at VW, and instantly rounds off their heads. Also used to
quickly snap off lug nuts.

PRY BAR: A tool used to crumple the metal surrounding that clip or
bracket you needed to remove in order to replace a 50 cent part.

HOSE CUTTER: A tool used to make hoses too short.
HAMMER: Originally employed as a weapon of war, the hammer
nowadays is used as a kind of divining rod to locate the most expensive
parts adjacent to the object we are trying to hit.

MECHANIC'S KNIFE: Used to open and slice through the contents of
cardboard cartons delivered to your front door; works particularly well
on contents such as seats, vinyl records, liquids in plastic bottles,
collector magazines, refund checks, and rubber or plastic parts.
Especially useful for slicing work clothes, but only while in use. It is
also useful for removing large chunks of human flesh from the user's
hands.

DAMMIT TOOL: (I have lot's of these) Any handy tool that you grab
and throw across the garage while yelling 'DAMMIT' at the top of your
lungs. It is also, most often, the next tool that you will need after
using a really big hammer.
 

Pete McCluskey.

Lifetime Supporter
Watch the Signs
A police officer pulled over a nun driving a car, and said, 'Ma'am, you're
driving much too slowly, could you please drive faster?"

And the nun says, 'Oh, I saw the sign with the "21" and assumed the speed limit was 21 kph"

The officer explains: 'No ma'am, the speed limit is 80. The highway number is Interstate 21."

Then the police officer looks in the back seat and see the other two nuns shaking like leaves.

"Excuse me, Sister, but what's wrong with your two colleagues?"

"Oh, that's probably because we just got off Highway 205."
 
What do you call 90 lesbians with machine guns?
Militia Etheridge
What does a lesbian bring on a second date?
a U-HAUL trailer
 
A father asked his 10-year old son if he knew about the birds and the bees.
"I don’t want to know," the child said, bursting into tears. "Promise you won’t tell me."
Confused, the father asked what was wrong?
The boy sobbed,
"When I was six, I got the ‘There is no Easter Bunny’ speech.
At seven, I got the ‘There’s no Tooth Fairy’ speech.
When I was eight, you hit me with the ‘There’s no Santa’ speech.​
If you’re going to tell me that grown-ups don’t really get laid, I’ll have nothing left to live for."
 

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Brian Hamilton

I'm on the verge of touching myself inappropriatel
Short & sweet...



Recently I checked into a hotel and said to the receptionist, "I hope the porn channel in my room is disabled."

"No," she says, "It's regular porn, you sick bastard."
 
An 18 year old walks up to her mother and says "I ain't a virgin anymore".
Her mom slaps the cr*& out of her and says "All the money I spent for your education and you still use the word ain't!"
 
A man and his son were walking thru a drugstore and the young boy notices the condoms and asks what they are. Dad replys they are to prevent a lady getting pregnant when a man a woman have sex.
He askes why they have one inside the sterile wrap. Dad says that is so a hight school lad can keep one in his wallet so he is ready if he is on a date and gets lucky.
Then his son asks why they have boxes with 3 sterile wrapped condoms in them. Dad replys that is so a college man can have one for Friday night, one for Saturday night and one for Sunday morning before the lady goes home.
Then his son asks what are the boxes with 12 in them for? Dad replys Son those are for married men. One for January, one for February, one for .....
 
I`m trying to behave myself but, since Al started......Why do lesbians all look alike?? Because they rub off on each other.:lipsrsealed:
 

Dutton

Lifetime Supporter
After 20 years of marriage, a couple was lying in bed.

One evening, the wife felt her husband begin to touch her in ways he hadn't in quite some time.

It almost tickled as his fingers started at her neck, and then began moving down past the small of her back. He then slid his hand across her shoulders and neck, slowly worked it down over one breast, then the other, stopping just over her lower belly.

He then proceeded to place his hand on her left inner arm, caressed past the side of her breast again, working down her side, passed gently over and then in between her buttock and down her leg to her calf.

Then, he proceeded up her inner thigh, stopping just at the upper most portion of her leg.

He continued in the same manner on her right side, then suddenly stopped, rolled over and became silent.

As she had become quite aroused by this caressing, she asked in a loving voice, "That was wonderful. Why did you stop?"

"I found the remote," he said.
 
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