Four men went golfing together one day; three headed to the first tee and one went into the club house to take care of the bill. The three men started talking, bragging about their sons.
The first man told the others:
- My son is a home builder and he”s so successful that he gave a friend a new home – for free.
The second man said:
- My son was a car salesman and now he owns a multi-line dealership. He’s so successful that he gave a friend two Cadillacs.
The third man, not wanting to be outdone bragged:
- My son is a stock broker and he’s doing so well that he gave his friend an entire stock portfolio.
The fourth man joined them on the tee after a few minutes of taking care of business. The first man mentioned,
- We were just talking about our sons. How is yours doing ???
The fourth man replied:
- Well, my son is gay. I”m not totally thrilled about it, but he must be good. His last three boyfriends gave him a HOUSE, TWO CARS, and a STOCK PORTFOLIO !!!
Father Murphy walks into a pub in Dublin, and says to the first man he meets,
- Do you want to go to heaven?
The man said
- I do Father
The priest said,
- Then stand over there against the wall
Then the priest asked the second man
- Do you want to got to heaven?
- Certainly, Father! was the man’s reply.
- Then stand over there against the wall! said the priest.
Then Father Murphy walked up to O’Toole and said
- Do you want to go to heaven?
O’Toole said
- No, I don’t Father!
The priest said,
- I don’t believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don’t want to go to heaven?
O’Toole said .
- Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group together to go RIGHT NOW!
There was this man who walked into a bar and says to the bartender 10 shots of whiskey.
The bartender asks, “What’s the matter?”
The man says, “I found out my brother is gay and marrying my best friend.”
The next day the same man comes in and orders 12 shots of whiskey.
The bartenders asks, “What’s wrong this time?”
The man says, “I just found out that my son is gay.”
The next day the same man comes in the bar and orders 15 shots of whiskey.
Then the bartender asks, “Doesn’t anyone in your family like women?”
The man looks up and says, “Apprently my wife does!”
The situation: it is 3am and [hot] girl is alone, in her bedroom with a camera. Hmm… girl alone in the bedroom with a camera. She has a boyfriend, and using said camera we get to follow along as she goes searching for the beau, which we find in short order sitting in the living room in front of the TV. What is he doing, in front of the TV, at 3am with a fairly attractive girlfriend on these cold winter nights? He’s playing the PS3, or course, but the girl makes short work of that. I don’t condone what she did to the poor PS3 — who had nothing to do with this domestic quarrel — but it was entertaining to watch the boy move. It is probably the first time he’s moved that quickly in a while. From the sounds of the squeals and screams in between the gut-wrenching sounds of a PS3 fatty being smashed you can make out something about the boy finding a job and paying bills. Next time I would wait until he’s gone (and she may of had to wait a while for that) and during that time, cart the innocent PS3 off to the local used merchandise shop for some extra money to pay the aforementioned bills with. Video after the break.
Soure: Break.com – Angry Hot Chick Destroys Boyfriends PS3
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I know this is probably insensitive and highly inappropriate, but I’ve just read that Rush Limbaugh has been whisked away to Queen’s Medical Center in serious condition after paramedics responded to a call of chest pains. I am not a big fan of Rush, but I did feel a little bad when the first thing that came to mind, upon hearing said news, was a parody of Rush, Rush by Paula Abdul. Below, you can read how my mind has twisted the lyrics to reflect Limbaugh’s condition. It is only the chorus for now, but I may go back and flesh out the rest of the song in the future. Read the rest of this entry »