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One night, an 87 year-old woman came home from bingo to find her husband in bed with another woman. Angry, she became violent and
ended up pushing him off the balcony of their 20th-floor apartment, killing him instantly. When brought before the court on charges of
murder, she was asked if she had anything to say in defense of herself. "Well, your honor," she began coolly, "I figured that at 92, if he could
****, he could fly."
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There is a new study out about women. I thought
these results were pretty interesting.

85% of women think their ass is too big.......

10% of women think their ass is too little......

The other 5% say that they don't care, they love
him and would have married him anyway.


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An old maid wanted to travel by bus to the pet cemetery with the remains of her cat.
As she boarded the bus, she whispered to the driver, "I have a dead *****."
The driver pointed to the woman in the seat behind him and said,
"Sit with my wife. You two have a lot in common."
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Three blondes had just bought a can of Pepsi One and were anxious to
try it for the first time.

So the first blonde opens the can, the second blonde pours it into
three glasses.

The third blonde eyes the three glasses suspiciously and says "I wonder
which one has the calorie?"
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Why do blondes put rulers on their foreheads?
They want to measure their intelligence.

Why do blondes stand under light bulbs?
It's the closest they'll come to a bright idea.
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Curly's Classic Joke Of The Day!

An Italian family is at the dinner table when the father
says to his oldest son, "Tony! Why you-a such a fat-a ****?"

Tony says, "Poppa, it's-a Mama's spaghetti! I can't-a stop-a eating
it."

Poppa says, "You should-a take-a smaller bites!"

Then Poppa says to his middle son, "Michael! Why you-a such a fat-a
****?"

Michael says, "Poppa, it's-a Mama's lasagna. I can't-a stop-a
eating it, it's-a so good."

Poppa says, "You should-a also take-a smaller bites."

Then Poppa says to his youngest son, "Fredo! How you-a stay
so slim-a and-a trim-a."

Fredo says, "It's-a so easy, Poppa. I eat-a lots and lots of-a *****."

Poppa says, "*****? *****, that's-a taste like ****!"

Fredo says, "Poppa, You should-a take-a smaller bites!"