
A cowboy, who just moved to Wyoming from Texas, walked into a bar and ordered three mugs of Bud. He sat in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finished them, he came back to the bar and ordered three more.
The bartender approached and told the cowboy, “You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time.”
The cowboy replied, “Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Arizona, the other is in Colorado. When we all left our home in Texas, we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I’m drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself.”
The bartender admitted that this was a nice custom, and left it there.
The cowboy became a regular in the bar, and always drank the same way. He ordered three mugs and drank them in turn.
One day, he came in and only ordered two mugs. All the regulars took notice and fell silent. When he came back to the bar for the second round, the bartender said, “I don’t want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss.”
The cowboy looked quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawned in his eyes and he laughed.
“Oh, no, everybody’s just fine,” he explained. “It’s just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking.”
“Hasn’t affected my brothers though.”

A strong young man at a construction site was bragging that he could out do anyone in a feat of strength. He made a special case of making fun of one of the older workmen. After several minutes, the older worker had enough.
‘Why don’t you put your money where your mouth is,’ he said.
‘I will bet a week’s wages that I can haul something in a wheelbarrow over to that building that you won’t be able to wheel back.
‘You’re on, old man,’ the braggart replied. Let’s see you do it.’
The old man reached out and grabbed the wheelbarrow by the handles.
Then, nodding to the young man, he said,
‘All right, dumbass, get in.’

The elderly Italian man went to his parish priest and asked if the priest would hear his confession.
“Of course, my son,” said the priest.
“Well, Father, at the beginning of World War Two, a beautiful woman knocked on my door and asked me to hide her from the Germans; I hid her in my attic, and they never found her.”
“That’s a wonderful thing, my son, and nothing that you need to confess,” said the priest.
“It’s worse, Father; I was weak, I asked her to pay for the attic with sexual favors and she accepted,” continued the old man.
“Well, it was a very difficult time, and you took a large risk – you would have suffered terribly at their hands of the Germans had they found you hiding her; I know that God, in his wisdom and mercy, will balance the good and the evil, and judge you kindly,” said the priest.
“Thanks, Father,” said the old man. “That’s a load off of my mind. Can I ask another question?”
“Of course, my son,” said the priest.
The old man asked, “Do I need to tell her that the war is over?”

Moses, Jesus, and an old man were enjoying a friendly round of golf together.
Moses stepped up to the tee and hit the ball. It went sailing over the fairway and landed in the water trap. Moses then parted the water and chipped the ball onto the green.
Jesus stepped up to the tee and hit the ball. It went sailing over the fairway and landed in the water trap. Jesus just walked onto the water and chipped the ball onto the green.
The old man stepped up to the tee and hit the ball. It went sailing over the fairway and headed for the water trap. But, just before it fell into the water, a fish jumped up and grabbed the ball in its mouth.
As the fish was falling back down into the water, an eagle swooped down and grabbed the fish in its claws. The eagle flew over the green where a lightning bolt shot from the sky and barely missed it.
Startled, the eagle dropped the fish.
When the fish hit the ground, the ball popped out of its mouth and rolled into the hole for a hole-in-one.
Jesus then turned to the old man and said:
“Dad, if you don’t stop fooling around, we won’t bring you next time.”

The other day, a gentleman went to the dentist’s office to have a tooth pulled.
The dentist pulls out a freezing needle to give him a shot.
“No way! No needles! I hate needles”, the man said.
The dentist starts to hook up the laughing gas and the man immediately objected.
“I can’t do the gas thing either; the thought of having the gas mask on is suffocating me!”
The dentist then asks the gentleman if he has any objection to taking a pill.
“No objection”, the man said. “I’m fine with pills”.
The dentist then returns and says, “Here’s a Viagra tablet”.
The gentleman, totally at a loss for words, said in amazement, “WOW, I didn’t know Viagra worked as a pain killer!”
“It doesn’t”, said the dentist, “but it will give you something to hold on to when I pull your tooth.”
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