Bright Sunny Sunday

Good morning, good morning, goooood morning friends. I was planning to do my blog as I do with some laughter photos between some jokes but after reading my friend Sandee's blog she told us that after today there will be no more funny jokes. You know I started thinking, it's been difficult finding funny things especially when I read the news going on in the world and especially with what's been going on in the US. I just want to cry and if this going to continue my country Canada is going to affected. My dollar is down to about 78 cents and I read that if NAFTA is going to fall, my dollar would go down to 60 cents. That would kill my cruising. So I don't feel like laughing this morning. I'll put it the photos that I planned to put in but I'm going to have to think about what I want in my blog. 

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                       That's it for today. 

                                    " SEE YA "

                        " Cruisin Paul "


I have to have at least one joke. Here it is.


A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father, “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?” The father, surprised, answers, “Well, son, a woman goes through three phases. In her 20s, a woman’s breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s and 40s, they are like pears, still nice, hanging a bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions?” the son asks. “Yes. You see them and they make you cry.” This infuriated his wife and daughter. The daughter asks, “Mom, how many different kinds of willies are there?” The mother smiles and says, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” the daughter asks. “Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are just for decoration.” 


Now I feel better. See ya