Oh, Dear. – IOTW Report

Oh, Dear.

 

Heh. That’s cold.

h/t MG

20 Comments on Oh, Dear.

  1. The President and Mrs. Coolidge were in separate parties touring a large chicken farm.

    Mrs. Coolidge’s entourage happened upon a rooster getting very amorous with a chicken. The first lady was impressed and asked the farmer if this was a once a day event or was the rooster capable of repeat performances. The farmer assured Mrs Coolidge that indeed the rooster could carry out his duties several times daily.

    Mrs. Coolidge turned to one of the entourage and said to him “please go and tell THAT to the President!”

    When informed by the messenger of the rooster’s prowess, President Coolidge turned to a farmer in his entourage and asked “is this with one chicken or with different chickens?”

    The farmer informed President Coolidge that this was indeed all with different chickens – several a day in fact.

    President Coolidge turned to the messenger and said “please go and tell THAT to Mrs Coolidge.”

  2. Being an original “Tool Timer”, I passed an attractive young lady at a grocery store sitting on the curb who exhibited a healthy case of butt crack going on. I quipped, “you’d better spackle that butt crack” to which she replied “yea, we should do something about it”. Oh brother, I wish I’d known girls were that easy when I was a teenager.

  3. Funny, but somewhat of a sad statement on our society and morality. I can say proudly I’ve had many temptations throughout the years. But I did take a vow, and I do love my wife. If nothing else just for putting up with my dumb ass.

  4. Brad all of us old guys who stuck with our wives thru thick and thin deserve a lot for them putting up with us for as long as they did as well as we with them. I miss being married since my wife died, being single sucks but the alternative now is not worth it. I’ll stay single unless I find another real good woman, the whole internet dating scene and friends with benefits etc. scares the hell out of me. You can call me old fashioned and a fuddy duddy but I prefer it that way to being a fool.

  5. Brad, same sentiment here. If she’s gonna put up with me
    I’ll give her the respect she deserves. I gave up my sailor
    years and am supposed to be a good father. I want to make
    sure that happens.
    We’re good with that.

  6. She loved me as I was, until a few years after marriage, then she spent many years trying to change and mold me the way she wanted. She did finally get me to put the toilet seat down. She ended up satisfied with that accomplishment and still loves me as I am (well most of the time). 45 Mostly blissful years.

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