Living in South Florida gives you a strange outlook on life. That topic that I am using as a joke has been used "In Private" in my presence more times than I care to count.
I can say the same about Los Angeles and the big Northeastern Cities too.
And speaking of using help...
A chicken farmer went to a local bar
He sat next to a woman, and ordered a glass of champagne. The woman perked up and said, “How about that? I just ordered a glass of champagne, too!”
“What a coincidence,” the farmer said, “This is a special day for me. I’m celebrating.”
“This is a special day for me, too, and I’m also celebrating!” said the woman.
“What a coincidence,” said the farmer. As they clinked glasses, he added, “What are you celebrating?”
“My husband and I have been trying to have a child for years, and today, my gynecologist told me I’m pregnant!”
“What a coincidence,” said the farmer. “I’m a chicken farmer, and for years all my hens were infertile, but today, they're all laying fertilized eggs.”
“That’s incredible,” said the woman. “How did your chickens become fertile?”
“I used a different rooster,” the farmer replied.
The woman smiled and said, “What a coincidence!”
Saturday, January 20, 2024
She got her good looks from her father who is a plastic surgeon
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