An old man, Mr. Wallace, was living in a Nursing Home. One day he appeared to be very sad and depressed. Nurse Tracy asked him if there was anything wrong. 'Yes, Nurse Tracy,' said Mr. Wallace. 'My Private Part died today, and I am very sad.' Knowing her patients were a little forgetful and sometimes a little crazy, she replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Wallace. Please accept my condolences."
The following day, Mr. Wallace was walking down the hall with his Private Part hanging out of his pajamas. He met Nurse Tracy. 'Mr. Wallace,' she said, 'you shouldn't be walking down the hall like that. Please put your Private Part back inside your pyjamas.' 'But, Nurse Tracy, I can't,' replied Mr. Wallace. 'I told you yesterday that my Private Part died.' 'Yes,' said Nurse Tracy, 'you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pyjamas?' (You've gotta love this&.) 'Well,' he replied, 'Today is the viewing.'
kenny01: the pirate........................A pirate walks off his ship. He has a wooden leg, a hook for a hand, and a patch over his right eye. He sits down on a bench, and begins throwing peanuts to the seagulls. Two curious young children shyly sit down next to him and ask the pirate how he came to have a wooden leg. The pirate replies 'Well, I was standing on the deck of me ship one day, and a wave washed me overboard. Then, a hungry shark attacked me and bit me leg off'. The little boy then asks 'How did you lose your hand?' 'Many years ago, I was fighting the Navy, and one of them boys cut me hand off. Me doc couldn't find a hand, so he gave me this hook'. Next, the little girl asks 'How did you lose your eye?' 'Well, I was standing watch up in the crow's nest, and just as I looked up, a lousy seagull flew over and did his business right in me eye'. The children, now thoroughly confused, ask 'How did that cause you to lose your eye?' The pirate explains 'Well, it was me first day with the hook'.
kenny01: the bartender....................Ever since I was a child, I've always had a fear of someone under my bed at night. So I went to a shrink and told him 'I've got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy'. 'Just put yourself in my hands for one year' said the shrink 'Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears'. 'How much do you charge?' Eighty dollars per visit' replied the doctor. 'I'll sleep on it' I said. Six months later the doctor met me on the street. 'Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?' he asked. 'Well, eighty bucks a visit, three times a week for a year, is $12,480.00. A bartender cured me for $10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup truck'. 'Is that so?' With a bit of an attitude he said "And how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?' 'He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain't nobody under there now' It's always better to get a second opinion.
kenny01: morning laugh.........................A circus owner runs an ad for a lion tamer and two young people show up. One is a good looking lad in his mid-twenties and the other is a gorgeous blonde about the same age. The circus owner tells them, 'I'm not going to sugar coat it. This is one ferocious lion. He ate my last tamer so you guys better be good or you're history. Here's your equipment: chair, whip and a gun. Who wants to try out first?' The girl says, 'I'll go first.' She walks past the chair, the whip and the gun and steps right into the lion's cage. The lion starts to snarl and pant and begins to charge her. About half way there, she throws open her coat revealing her beautiful naked body. The lion stops dead in his tracks, sheepishly crawls up to her and starts licking her ankles. He continues to lick her calves, kisses them and rests his head at her feet. The circus owner's mouth is on the floor. He says, 'I've never seen a display like that in my life.' He then turns to the young man and asks, 'Can you top that?' The young man replies. 'No problem, just get that lion out of the way.'