
A farmer’s wife is tending to his prized donkey when it rears its hind legs and kicks her right in the head, knocking the life out of her in an instant.
The funeral took place a few days later, and the farmer’s friends consoled him one-by-one.
As this was happening, the pastor looked on and saw the farmer shaking his head “no” to all the ladies, but he was nodding his head “yes” to all the men.
The pastor asks him: “Why were you shaking your head no to your wife’s friend but nodding your head yes as your friends walked past?”
“It’s simple.” The farmer stated. “The women asked if I needed anything, and I said no.”
“Alright, so what about the men?” The pastor asks.
“They asked if they could borrow the donkey.”

A Chinese doctor can’t find a job in a Hospital in the US, so he opens his own clinic and puts up a sign outside.
It reads: ‘GET TREATMENT FOR $20 – IF NOT CURED GET BACK $100.’
An American lawyer thinks this is a great opportunity to earn $100 and goes to the clinic.
Lawyer: ‘I have lost my sense of taste.’
Doctor: ‘Nurse, bring medicine from box No. 22 and put 3 drops in patient’s mouth.’
Lawyer: ‘Ugh, this is kerosene!’
Doctor: ‘Congrats, your sense of taste is restored. Give me $20.’
The annoyed lawyer goes back after a few days to recover his money.
Lawyer: ‘I have lost my memory. I cannot remember anything.’
Doctor: ‘Nurse, bring medicine from box no. 22 and put 3 drops in his mouth.’
Lawyer (annoyed): ‘This is kerosene. You gave this to me last time for restoring my taste.’
Doctor: ‘Congrats. You got your memory back. Give me $20.’
The fuming lawyer pays him and then comes back a week later determined to get back $100.
Lawyer: ‘My eyesight has become very weak I can’t see at all.’
Doctor: ‘Well, I don’t have any medicine for that, so take this $100.’
Lawyer (staring at the note): ‘But this is $20, not $100!!’
Doctor: ‘Congrats, your eyesight is restored. Give me $20.’

Miss Beatrice, the church organist, was in her eighties and had never been married. She was admired for her sweetness and kindness to all.
One afternoon the pastor came to call on her and she showed him into her quaint sitting room. She invited him to have a seat while she prepared tea. As he sat facing her old pump organ, the young minister noticed a cut-glass bowl sitting on top of it.
The bowl was filled with water. In the water floated, of all things, a condom! When she returned with tea and scones, they began to chat. The pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water and its strange floater, but soon it got the better of him and he could no longer resist.
“Miss Beatrice”, he said. “I wonder if you would tell me about this?” pointing to the bowl.
“Oh, yes” she replied, “isn’t it wonderful? I was walking through the park a few months ago and I found this little package on the ground.”
“The directions said to place it on the organ, keep it wet and that it would prevent the spread of disease. Do you know I haven’t had the flu all winter?”

The army recently found it had too many generals and offered an early retirement bonus. They went through lots of retirement plans but nothing seemed to please everyone.
In the end, desperate, they promised any general who retired immediately his full annual benefits plus $10,000 for every inch measured in a straight line between any two points on the general’s body, with the general getting to select any pair of points he wished.
The first man, an Air Force general, accepted. He asked the pension man to measure from the top of his head to the tip of his toes. Six feet.
He walked out with a check of $720,000.
The second man, an Army general, asked them to measure from the tip of his up-stretched hands to his toes. Eight feet. He walked out with a check for $960,000.
When the third general, a grizzled old Marine General, was asked where to measure, he told the pension man: “From the tip of my penis to my testicles.”
The pension man suggested that perhaps the Marine general might like to reconsider, pointing out the nice checks the previous two generals had received. The Marine general insisted and the pension expert said that would be fine, but that he’d better get the medical officer to do the measuring.
The medical officer attended and asked the general to drop ’em. He did. The medical officer placed the tape on the tip of the general’s penis and began to work back.
“My God man!” he said, “where are your testicles??”
“Vietnam,” smiled the general.

Two bees ran into each other.
The first bee asked the other how things were going.
“Really bad,” said the second bee.
“The weather has been really wet and damp and there aren’t any flowers or pollen, so I can’t make any honey.”
“No problem,” said the first bee.
“Just fly down five blocks and turn left. Keep going until you see all the cars. There’s a Bar Mitzvah going on and there are all kinds of fresh flowers and fruit.”
“Thanks for the tip,” said the second bee, and he flew away.
A few hours later, the two bees ran into each other again.
The first bee asked, “How’d it go?” “Great!” said the second bee.
“It was everything you said it would be.”
“Uh, what’s that thing on your head?” asked the first bee.
“That’s my yarmulke,” said the second bee.
“I didn’t want them to think I was a wasp.”
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