John decided to go skiing with his buddy, Keith, so they loaded up John’s minivan and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard, so they pulled into a nearby farm…
…and asked the attractive lady who answered the door, if they could spend the night.
“I realize it’s terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I’m recently widowed.” she explained. “And I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.”
“Don’t worry.” John said. “We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn and if the weather breaks, we’ll be gone at first light.”
The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way and enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
But about nine months later, John got an unexpected letter from an attorney.
It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the skiing weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Keith and asked, “Keith, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our skiing holiday about 9 months ago?”
“Yes, I do.” said Keith.
“Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?”
“Well, um, yes!” Keith said, a little embarrassed about being found out, “I have to admit that I did.”
“And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?”
Keith’s face turned beet red and he said, “Yeah, look, I’m sorry, buddy. I’m afraid I did. Why do you ask?”
Pickled Pete about 2 months ago
John decided to go skiing with his buddy, Keith, so they loaded up John’s minivan and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard, so they pulled into a nearby farm…
…and asked the attractive lady who answered the door, if they could spend the night.
“I realize it’s terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I’m recently widowed.” she explained. “And I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.”
“Don’t worry.” John said. “We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn and if the weather breaks, we’ll be gone at first light.”
The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way and enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
But about nine months later, John got an unexpected letter from an attorney.
It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the skiing weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Keith and asked, “Keith, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our skiing holiday about 9 months ago?”
“Yes, I do.” said Keith.
“Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?”
“Well, um, yes!” Keith said, a little embarrassed about being found out, “I have to admit that I did.”
“And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?”
Keith’s face turned beet red and he said, “Yeah, look, I’m sorry, buddy. I’m afraid I did. Why do you ask?”
“Well, she just died and left me everything.”
Bilan about 2 months ago
I’ve always wondered how the word Master came to mean Elderly.
boniface22 about 2 months ago
How big is a stick of butter and how much does it weigh? Football fields and double-decker buses are the usual units used. /s
A Common 'tator about 2 months ago
A pat of butter or 125gm – 500gm of butter… What on earth is a stick? Sounds like something I might find in my garden…
Angry Indeed Premium Member about 2 months ago
Butter be careful when holding a pygmy marmoset!
Angry Indeed Premium Member about 2 months ago
I bet if you examine that feather very closely, you’ll see “Made in China”.
artegal about 2 months ago
You know, some adults have smaller hands than others.
eromlig about 2 months ago
But a stick of butter only leaves a bit of melted butter in your hand. A marmoset, on the other hand…
mindjob about 2 months ago
Can they get DNA off that feather and bring that species back?
Stephen Gilberg about 2 months ago
When Tai Shan the panda was born, people kept calling him Butterstick for his size.
comixbomix about 2 months ago
Hagrid would have loved a pygmy marmoset.
happyinvenice23 about 2 months ago
We Are Not Going Back!!!!