Saturday, May 23, 2015

Wonderful Saturday


Hi there friends. How are you doing today? Last night's dinner at " Duck's on the Roof " was fine. The food was OK but was to expensive for my taste. Will I go again? Probably but not soon. Saturday, what's going on in your day? My wife informed me that since Nicole, my daughter, is painting the kids rooms so the grandchildren will spend the afternoon with us and if it's OK with them, they might stay for the night. It's always fun  in the house when they stay for the night.

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Saturday's Funnies


First guy (proudly): "My wife's an angel!"
Second guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."


3 girls died and were brought to the gates of heaven. Upon entering the gate, they were halted by St. Peter and his obedient angel.
St. Peter asked the girls, "Before entering you must answer this simple question."
"Which is...?", they replied in unison. "Have you been a good girl ?", he asked the first girl. "Oh yes", she said. "I was a virgin before I got married and was still virgin even after I got married."
"Very good", said St. Peter. "Angel, give this girl... the golden key."
"Have you been a good girl?", he asked the second girl. "Oh, quite good", she said. "I was a virgin before I got married but was not after I got married." "Very good", said St. Peter. "Angel, give this girl... the silver key."
"Have you been a good girl?", he asked the third girl. "Oh no, not at all", she said. "I practically have sex with every guy I met before and after I got married. Anywhere, anytime". "Very good", said St. Peter. "Angel, give this girl... my room key.


The Lawyer And The Angel
After dying suddenly at the age of 46, Jack the lawyer was greeted by an angel at the gates of Heaven. "We've been waiting for you for a long time," the angel said.
"What do you mean?" Jack replied. "I'm 46, right in the prime of my life, far too young to die."
"You're not 46, you're 85," said the angel. "If you think I'm 85 then you definitely have the wrong guy. I can even show you my birth certificate," Jack said.
The angel told Jack to wait while he went and checked some records. After a few minutes the angel returned and said, "By our records you are 85. I've checked all the hours you've billed your clients and you definitely have to be 85!"

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Saturday's Poetry

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Past Cruise Photos

              A Casino right off the pier in Antigua. They get you coming & going on the islands.

                                                         Visiting the island of Bonaire.

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 All done for the today my friends. I hope that you'll be enjoying the sun & warmth but if you don't, don't blame me. Ha,ha,ha. 
                                                                           SEE YA.

6 comments:

  1. I Love that last quote about making a fool out of yourself. How true that is!

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  2. So much inspiration and laughter, Paul, and your photos are gorgeous!

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  3. Sorry your dinner was just okay and very expensive. I hate that when it happens.

    Loved all the jokes and especially about that room key. Figures right.

    Have a fabulous day my friend. ☺

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  4. I told you before that that restaurant would end up driving you quackers :-)

    Your jokes had me larfin especially the entering heaven one LOL

    Oh! and guess what...it rained :-)

    Have a great Saturday :-)

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  5. I spent a week in Bonaire, got my advanced open water there, and also got decompression sickness. Thanks for the giggles.

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  6. Good last quote, plus butterflies always remind me of my sweet Moher.

    Big hugs, honey...

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