The Cremated Husband
Martha recently lost her husband. She had
him cremated and brought his ashes home. Picking up the urn that he
was in, she poured him out on the patio table. Then, while tracing her
fingers in the ashes, she started talking to him.
"Herman, you know that fur coat you promised me? I bought it
with the insurance money!"
She paused for a minute tracing her fingers in the ashes then said,
"Herman, remember that new car you promised me? Well, I also
bought it with the insurance money!"
Again, she paused for a few minutes and while tracing h er fingers in the
ashes she said,
"Herman, that emerald necklace you promised me? Bought it too,
with the insurance money!"
Finally, still tracing her fingers in the ashes, she said,
"Herman, remember that blow job I promised you? ......Here it comes!"
Herman finally caught a breeze.
Oldsailor65 wrote:
The Cremated Husband
Martha recently lost her husband. She had
him cremated and brought his ashes home. Picking up the urn that he
was in, she poured him out on the patio table. Then, while tracing her
fingers in the ashes, she started talking to him.
"Herman, you know that fur coat you promised me? I bought it
with the insurance money!"
She paused for a minute tracing her fingers in the ashes then said,
"Herman, remember that new car you promised me? Well, I also
bought it with the insurance money!"
Again, she paused for a few minutes and while tracing h er fingers in the
ashes she said,
"Herman, that emerald necklace you promised me? Bought it too,
with the insurance money!"
Finally, still tracing her fingers in the ashes, she said,
"Herman, remember that blow job I promised you? ......Here it comes!"
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A woman had her husband, John, cremated and kept his ashes in an urn on the mantle. Visitors would come and flick the ashes off their cigarettes into the urn with his ashes. Months went by and a visitor looked in the urn and remarked that John was gaining some weight, lately.
crazylibertarian wrote:
A woman had her husband, John, cremated and kept his ashes in an urn on the mantle. Visitors would come and flick the ashes off their cigarettes into the urn with his ashes. Months went by and a visitor looked in the urn and remarked that John was gaining some weight, lately.
That would be just my luck since I've been over weight most of my life.
I just hope that at my funeral someone says....LOOK HE'Z MOV'N!!!
I weigh 300 LB....and I keep a list of a$$wholes that piss me off and I put them down to be pallbearers at my funeral!!!
Most of the stupid people that piss me off are liberals here on OPP.....Dam there'z a bunch of them!!!
That makes two of us. I don't think that there are more than one or two I'd want to have a beer with/
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