Encyclopedia of Humor

An eccentric billionaire wanted a mural painted on his library wall, so he called an artist.Describing what he wanted, the billionaire said, “I am a history buff, and I would like your interpretation of the last thing that went through Custer’s mind before he died. I am going out of town on business for a week, and when I return, I expect to see it completed.”

Upon his return, the billionaire went to the library to examine the finished work. To his surprise, he found a painting of a cow with a halo. Surrounding this were hundreds of Indians in various sexual positions.

Furious, he called the artist in. “What the hell is this?” screamed the billionaire.

“Why, that’s exactly what you asked for,” said the artist smugly.

“No! I didn’t ask for a mural of pornographic filth. I asked for an interpretation of Custer’s last thoughts!”

“And there you have it,” said the artist. “I call it, ‘Holy cow, look at all those fucking Indians.’”

It was spring in the old west. The cowboys rode the still snow-choked trails looking for cattle that survived the winter. As one cowboy’s horse went around the narrow trail, it came upon a rattlesnake warming itself in the spring sunshine. The horse reared and the cowboy drew his six-gun to shoot the snake.”Hold on there, partner,” said the snake, “don’t shoot – I’m an enchanted rattlesnake, and if you don’t shoot me, I’ll give you any three wishes you want.”

The cowboy decided to take a chance. He knew he was safely out of the snake’s striking range. He said, “OK, first, I’d like to have a face like Clark Gable, then, I’d like a body like Arnold Schwarzenagger, and finally, I’d like sexual equipment like this horse I’m, riding.”

The rattlesnake said, “All right, when you get back to the bunk house you’ll have all three wishes.”

The cowboy turned his horse around and galloped at full speed all the way to the bunk house. He dismounted on the run and went straight inside to the mirror. Staring back at him in the mirror was the face of Clark Gable. He ripped the shirt off his back and revealed bulging, rippling muscles, just like Arnold Schwarzenagger’s.

Really excited now, he tore down his jeans, looked at his crotch and shouted, “My God, I forgot I was riding the Mare!”.

A tough old cowboy once counseled his grandson that if he wanted to live a long life, the secret was to sprinkle a little gunpowder on his oatmeal every morning.The grandson did this religiously and he lived to the age of 93.

When he died, he left 14 children, 28 grandchildren, 35 great grandchildren and a fifteen foot hole in the wall of the crematorium.

A husband and wife were driving down a country lane on their way tovisit some friends. They came to a muddy patch in the road and the car

became bogged. After a few minutes of trying to get the car out by

themselves, they saw a young farmer coming down the lane, driving some

oxen before him. He stopped when he saw the couple in trouble and

offered to pull the car out of the mud for $50. The husband accepted

and minutes later the car was free.

The farmer turned to the husband and said, “You know, you’re the tenth

car I’ve helped out of the mud today.” The husband looks around at the

fields incredulously and asks the farmer,”When do you have time to

plough your land? At night?”

“No,” the young farmer replied seriously, “Night is when I put the

water in the hole”

A very proper man started going into the neighborhood drug store every week and buying 2 dozen boxes of condoms. Week after week he would come in with the same order. One day the druggist felt he had to say something to the man.”Wow! You must have the stamina of a bull. Talk about getting lucky! How on earth do you use that many condoms a week?”

The man looked at him in disgust and said, “I beg your pardon, but I find the whole idea of sex repulsive!”

So, the druggist asked, “Then what do you do with all those condoms?”

The gentleman answered, “I feed them to my poodle and now she poops in little plastic bags.”