Encyclopedia of Humor

Sean and Jason were in a bar, and they went into the toilet to take a leak.

While standing at the urinal Sean confessed, “I wish I had a dick like my cousin James. He needs four fingers to hold his.”

Jason looked over and pointed out, “But you’re holding yours with four fingers.”

“I know,” said Sean, “but I’m peeing on three of them.”

The blind daters had really hit it off. At the end of the evening as they were beginning to undress each other in his apartment, the fellow said, “Before we go any further, Charlene, tell me if you have any special fetishes that I should know about.”

“As a matter of fact,” said the girl, “I happen to have a foot fetish. But I suppose I’d settle for seven or eight inches.”

Jane was a first time contestant on the $65,000 quiz show, where you have to answer questions to win the cash prize.

Lady luck had smiled in her favor, as Jane had gained a substantial lead over her opponents. She even managed to win the game, but unfortunately, time had run out before the show’s host

could ask her the big question. Needless to say, Jane agreed to return the following day. Jane was nervous and fidgety as her husband drove them home.

“I’ve just gotta win tomorrow. I wish I knew what the answers are. You know I’m not going to sleep at all tonight. I will probably look like garbage tomorrow!”

“Relax, honey,” her husband, Roger, reassured her. “It will all be OK.”

Ten minutes after they arrived home, Roger grabbed the car keys and started heading out the door.

“Where are you going?” Jane asked.

“I have a little errand to run. I should be back soon” he replied.

Jane waited impatiently for Roger’s return. After an agonizing 3 hour absence, Roger returned, sporting a very wide and wicked grin. “Honey, I managed to get tomorrow’s question and answer!”

“What is it?” she cried excitedly.

“OK. The question is: ‘What are the three main parts of the male anatomy?’

And the answer is ‘The head, the heart, and the penis.’”

Shortly after that, the couple went to sleep, with Jane, now feeling confident and at ease, plummeting into a deep and restful slumber. At 3:30 in the morning, however, Jane was

shaken awake by Roger, who was asking her the quiz show question.

“The head, the heart, and the penis,” Jane replied groggily before returning to sleep.

And Roger asked her again in the morning, this time as Jane was brushing her teeth. Once again, Jane replied correctly. So it was that Jane was once again on the set of the quiz show. Even though she knew the question and answer, she could feel the butterflies conquering her stomach and nervousness running through her veins.

The cameras began running and the host, after reminding the audience of the previous days events, faced Jane and asked the big question.

“Jane, for $65,000, what are the main parts of the male anatomy? You have 10 seconds.”

“Hmm, uhm, the head?” she said nervously. “Very good. Six seconds.” “Eh, uh, the heart?” “Very good! Four seconds.”

“I, uhh, ooooooohh, darn! My husband drilled it into me last night and I had it on the tip of my tongue this morning…”

“That’s close enough,” said the game show host, “CONGRATULATIONS!!”

A FIREMAN came home from work one day and told his wife, “You know, we have a wonderful system at the fire station: BELL 1 rings and we all put on our jackets, BELL 2 rings and we all slide down the pole, BELL 3 rings and we’re on the fire truck ready to go.

“From now on when I say BELL 1, I want you to strip naked. When say BELL 2, I want you to jump in bed. And when I say BELL 3, we are going to make love all night.” The next night he came home from work and yelled, “BELL 1!” The wife promptly took all her clothes off.

When he yelled “BELL 2!”, the wife jumped into bed. When he yelled “BELL 3!”, they began making love. After a few minutes the wife yelled “BELL 4!” “What the hell is BELL 4?” asked the husband?

“ROLL OUT MORE HOSE,” she replied, “YOU’RE NOWHERE NEAR THE FIRE.”

A traveler knocked on the door of the house where a cabdriver had told him he could be sexually accommodated. An eye-level panel slid open and a female voice asked what he wanted.

“I want to get screwed,” said the man.

“OK, mister, but this is a private club, so slip twenty bucks as an initiation fee through the mail slot,” answered the voice.

The man slid his $20 bucks in, the panel was closed. Minutes passed and nothing happened.

He began to pound on the door insistently, and the panel slid open again.

“Hey,” exclaimed the sport, “I want to get screwed!”

“What?” said the voice, “Again?”