Encyclopedia of Humor

Two Texans were having the Blue Plate Special at their favorite truck stop when they heard this awful choking sound. They turned around to see a lady, sitting a few bar stools down from them, turning blue from the Armadillo burger she ate too fast.

The first Texan said to the other, “Think we oughtta help?”
“Yep, reckon so”, says the second.

The first Texan gets up, walks over to the lady and asks, “Can you breathe?”
She shakes her head, “no”.

“Can you speak?” he then asks.
She shakes her head, “no”, again.

With that, he helps her to her feet, lifts up her skirt, and starts to lick her on the butt.

She is so shocked, she coughs up the obstruction and begins to breathe again, with great relief.

The first Texan turns back to his friend and says with a smile, “Funny how that Hind Lick Maneuver works every time!”

Country Tunes

Drop Kick Me, Jesus, Through The Goalposts Of Life

Get Your Tongue Outta My Mouth ‘Cause I’m Kissing You Goodbye

Her Teeth Were Stained, But Her Heart Was Pure

How Can I Miss You If You Won’t Go Away?

I Changed Her Oil, She Changed My Life

I Don’t Know Whether To Kill Myself Or Go Bowling

I Flushed You From The Toilets Of My Heart. I Keep Forgettin’ I Forgot About You

I’m Just A Bug On The Windshield Of Life

I’ve Been Flushed From The Bathroom Of Your Heart

If Love Were Oil, I’d Be A Quart Low

My John Deere Was Breaking Your Field, While Your Dear John Was Breaking My Heart

Oh, I’ve Got Hair Oil On My Ears And My Glasses Are Slipping Down, But Baby I Can See Through You

She Made Toothpicks Out Of The Timber Of My Heart.

The finals of the National Poetry Contest last year came down to two finalists. One was a Duke University Law School graduate from an upper crust family; well-bred, well-connected, and all that goes with it. The other finalist was a redneck from Southeast Alabama A&M.

The rules of the contest required each finalist to compose a four-line poem in one minute or less, and the poem had to contain the word “Timbuktu”.

The Duke graduate went first. About thirty seconds after the clock started he jumped up and recited the following poem:

Slowly across the desert sand Trekked the dusty caravan. Men on camels, two by two Destination-Timbuktu.

The audience went wild!!! How, they wondered, could the redneck top that?! The clock started again and the redneck sat in silent thought. Finally, in the last few seconds, he jumped and recited:

Tim and me, a-huntin’ went. Met three whores in a pop-up tent. They was three, we was two, So I bucked one and Timbuktu.

A man was driving down a quiet country lane when out into the road strayed a rooster. Whack! The rooster disappeared under the car followed by a large cloud of feathers.

Shaken, the man pulled over at the farmhouse, and rang the door bell. A farmer appeared.

The man, somewhat nervously said, “I think I killed your rooster, please allow me to replace him”.

“Suit yourself,” the farmer replied, “the hens are round the back.”

Soon after the Texas Aggie clocked in for work, the foreman called him over and told him that he had a phone call in the front office. When the Aggie returned, he had a mournful expression on his face and his head hung low. His foreman noticed and asked if he had received bad news.

“Shure was, Boss” he replied, “I just found out that my mother died earlier this morning.

“Gosh, that’s awful,” replied the foreman “Do you want the rest of the day off?”

“No,” replied the Aggie. “I’ll finish the day out.”

About an hour later, the foreman returned to inform him that there was another phone call for him up front. This time when the Aggie returned he looked twice as glum and the foreman asked if everything was alright.

“Jezz, Boss this has to be the worst day of my life,” Moaned the Aggie.
“That was my brother, and his mother died today too!”