From the Internets: WHY OLD MEN DON'T GET HIRED Human Resources Guy: What's your biggest weakness? Ole Man: Honesty HR Guy: I don't think honesty is a weakness. Ole Man: I don't give a s(*)(*)(*) what you think.
In 1982 at the reception dinner, she told her mom. "Mamma I think I can fix him." Today, I'm like "LOL, how'd that work out for ya?"
Over at Abe's barn, I asked my friends... "What's it like?" "What's what like?" they asked. "What's it like to stand in the shadow of a genius?" They looked around then someone asked "What's a genius?" "Exactly." I said.
So one of the 'geniuses' gets an epiphany and asks. "Well if you're so f(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*) smart why do you hang out with us? Cause so long as you're around I'm never the dumbest redneck in the room.
"Let's get away for the week-end and relax"...she said. 940 miles in three days later, I'm wore the hell out and need a day of rest.
Found on the internet. Teacher "Ok children, what sounds did we hear on our field trip to the farm yesterday?" "Moooo" "Quack Quack" "Bhaaaa Bhaaaa" "Get off that (*)(*)(*)(*)in tractor"
A farmer named Clyde had a tractor accident. In court, the trucking company's fancy hot shot lawyer, was questioning Clyde. "Didn't you say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'?" asked the lawyer. Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just loaded my favourite cow, Bessie, into the..." "I didn't ask for any details", the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer the question, please. Did you, or did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine!'?" Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer behind the tractor and I was driving down the road...." The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Your Honor, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question." By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde's answer and said to the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favourite cow, Bessie". Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded. "Well, as I was saying, I had just loaded Bessie, my favourite cow, into the trailer and was driving her down the highway when this huge semi-truck and trailer ran the stop sign and smacked my John Deer Tractor right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting, real bad and didn't want to move. However, I could hear old Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape just by her groans. Shortly after the accident a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He could hear Bessie moaning and groaning, so he went over to her. After he looked at her, and saw her fatal condition, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes. Then the Patrolman came across the road, gun still in hand, looked at me, and said, "How are you feeling?" "Now tell me, what the f*‪#‎k‬ would you say?"
Good morning Mr. Wood. Hope all's well in WilmyLand. Hey...drop me an e-mail. I've lost your address.
Ruidoso Downs...Seven horses in the race. Mrs. Tuna had show tickets on three. I boxed 3 more for an exacta. Her horses came in dead last. The odd horse out, a long shot, placed third, killing my exacta. That my friends is how you bet on 6 of the 7 horses in a race and STILL loose your ass.
Now I want to write a movie with that title that features Rednecks as heroes fighting the scourge of socialist liberals.
On that bitter sweet melancholy day when I walked my precious daughter up the aisle to give her hand to her groom before a crowd of several hundred guests........"Her mother and I" was my reply to the preachers question. I stood silent for an awkward moment then reached up, patted my soon to be son in law on the back and leaned in to whisper in his ear. I heard murmurs from the audience as I turned and took my seat next my wife. Many were touched emotionally by the gesture, yet left wondering.what I had said to the young man. The guests were abuzz at the reception. Was it sage advice? Was it a warning? What did the father of the bride whisper to the groom? Even my wife was curious and while we danced together she finally asked, what were my words? "I told him to get his (*)(*)(*)(*)in hands out of his pockets, he looked like a dumbass."