Saturday, March 29, 2008

Saturday Laughs

No Appetite

A woman asks her husband, "Would you like some bacon and eggs? A slice of toast and maybe some grapefruit and coffee?"

He declines. "Thanks for asking, but I'm not hungry right now. It's this Viagra," he says. "It's really taken the edge off my appetite."

At lunchtime she asked if he would like something. "A bowl of soup, homemade muffins, or a cheese sandwich?"

He declines. "The Viagra," he says, "really trashes my desire for food."

Come dinner time, she asks if he wants anything to eat. "Would you like a juicy rib eye steak and scrumptious apple pie? Or maybe a rotisserie chicken or tasty stir fry?"

He declines again. "No," he says, "It's got to be the Viagra...I'm still not hungry".

"Well," she says, "Would you mind letting me up? I'm starving."


Biddy said...


i am SO stealing this!!

Amy said...

Thanks I needed a laugh! =)

Unknown said...

HA! That's hilarious! Thanks.

Kathy said...

LOL, this is hillarious. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for the memories you triggered with your story about Jack wanting a small shack of his own to live in.
My small shack was built with scrap wood,rusty stovepipe, cardboard boxes and tin situated next to a creek bank about two blocks from our house.
I had "my stuff" stored there. Things like homemade wax candles, a Prince Albert Tobacco tin to store wooden matches, a slingshot with ammunition, a Sears Robuck catalog opened to the ladies underwear section,a corn cob pipe and cigarette butts,comic books, some coins saved for running away from home,sardines,a magnifying glass for starting fires, firecrackers and a spy glass periscope to watch for approaching enimies.
My cousin Larry and brother Ben shared the hide-away with me but no one else was allowed. Especially girls. Other boys had their shacks near by and some times we conduced raids on each other with slingshots, BB guns or homemade bombs made from firecracker powder.
If you have a chance to watch TV re-funs of "The Little Rascles" you will understand Jack's desire for a shack of his own. Even if he does not yet fully understand a boy's "shack desire" himself.
I sure enjoy reading your blog.

Damama T said...

I LITERALLY busted out laughing on this one. Then I read it to Hubby and he laughed, too. Double Laugh Stop standing ovation here! LOL!