David Bissonette:
When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.
Sacha Guitry:
After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.
By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher. Socrates
Woman inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them.
Dumas:
The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, "What does a woman want?
Sigmund Freud:
I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.
Anonymous:
"Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays."
Sam Kinison:
"There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking. It's called marriage."
James Holt McGavran:
"I've had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the second one didn't."
Patrick Murray:
Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming
1. Whenever you're wrong, admit it,
2. Whenever you're right, shut up.
Nash:
The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once...
Anonymous:
You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.
Henny Youngman:
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.
Rodney Dangerfield:
A good wife always forgives her husband when she's wrong.
Anonymous:
A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds: "Wife wanted". Next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine."
Anonymous:
First Guy (proudly): "My wife's an angel!"
Second Guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Scotch
A man walked into a bar and ordered a twelve-year old scotch. As the bartender was busy, he decided to serve the guy whatever he had under his hand.
The fellow took a sip, spat it out, and told the bartender, "I asked for a twelve-year old scotch and not a three year-old one.
"When the bartender heard that, he checked the bottle and was amazed that the fellow was right -- he had served him a three-year old scotch. The bartender wanted to see how good the fellow was, so he served him another scotch, this one a six-year old.
The guy had a sip and spat it out, complaining, "I asked for a twelve-year old scotch and not a six-year old one."
The bartender was surprised by how good this fellow was. So the barman decided to play one more little game. He served the customer a nine-year-old scotch instead of a twelve-year old one as requested.
The fellow had a sip and spat it out, stating, "I think I asked for a twelve-year old scotch and not a nine-year old one."
The bartender was very impressed and finally served him the demanded twelve-year-old scotch.
The customer took a sip and added, "This is what I asked in the first place.
"At the end of the counter sat a man who had witnessed this scene. He sent a tumbler to the scotch expert and asked him to have a sip.
The fellow did so and spat it out and said, "Good Lord, that's piss."
The other man added, "Now tell me how old I am."
The fellow took a sip, spat it out, and told the bartender, "I asked for a twelve-year old scotch and not a three year-old one.
"When the bartender heard that, he checked the bottle and was amazed that the fellow was right -- he had served him a three-year old scotch. The bartender wanted to see how good the fellow was, so he served him another scotch, this one a six-year old.
The guy had a sip and spat it out, complaining, "I asked for a twelve-year old scotch and not a six-year old one."
The bartender was surprised by how good this fellow was. So the barman decided to play one more little game. He served the customer a nine-year-old scotch instead of a twelve-year old one as requested.
The fellow had a sip and spat it out, stating, "I think I asked for a twelve-year old scotch and not a nine-year old one."
The bartender was very impressed and finally served him the demanded twelve-year-old scotch.
The customer took a sip and added, "This is what I asked in the first place.
"At the end of the counter sat a man who had witnessed this scene. He sent a tumbler to the scotch expert and asked him to have a sip.
The fellow did so and spat it out and said, "Good Lord, that's piss."
The other man added, "Now tell me how old I am."
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