My wife isn’t very keen on a 69
If
I suggest it, she turns me down flat
What
she really prefers is a 99
Because
you get a flake with that
My wife isn’t very keen on a 69
If
I suggest it, she turns me down flat
What
she really prefers is a 99
Because
you get a flake with that
The fashionable study
Of
modern philosophy
Just
lets us be unhappy
Just answer me this one
At any rate
Is
alphabet soup wasted?
On
the illiterate
Heracles when driven mad by the goddess Hera
Murdered
his three children and his wife Megara
The
Delphic oracle punished him for the murders
By ordering him to perform the Twelve Labors
The labors were set by king Eurystheus his cousin
Capturing
a beast was the next labor he was given
He
spent the next year hunting the Cerynitian hind
In
Arcadia near the Ladon River it was there to find
The
Cerynitian hind was a fleet-footed female deer
Who
had golden horns and ran faster than a spear
The
hind was sacred to goddess of the hunt Artemis
So
Heracles dared not wound it and so dare not miss
So
between tendons and bones he aimed with his bow
Pinning
its legs without drawing blood with his arrow
Artemis
was displeased but Heracles appeased her
Simply
by blaming king Eurystheus his taskmaster
Returning home, Bimbette was shocked to find her house ransacked and burglarized
She
telephoned the police at once and reported the crime and then sat down and
cried
The
closest police officer to the burgled house was a dog handler and his canine
friend
So
officer Katarski and a German shepherd called Monty were the first ones to
attend
As
the officer approached the house with his dog on a lead Bimbette ran out at the
sound
She
shuddered at the sight of the policeman and his dog, then sat down on the
ground
Putting
her face in her hands, she moaned, "I come home to find all my possessions
stolen”
I
call the police for help, and what do they do? They actually send me a blind
policeman!"
Have you ever held your dog’s face
And made him mad when you blow
But then when you take him out in the car
He sticks his head out of the window
If you are the type of woman
Who
abhors being ogled by men
Then
just remember this adage
When
your next ogled by men
It’s
far better to be looked over
Than
overlooked - so think again