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The Five Secrets to a Great Relationship

1. It is important to find a woman who works around the house,
occasionally cooks and cleans and who has a fat bank account.

2. It is important to find a woman who makes you laugh.

3. It is important to find a woman who is dependable and doesn't lie.

4. It is important to find a woman who's good in bed and who loves to
have sex with you.

5. IT IS IMPORTANT THAT THESE FOUR WOMEN NEVER MEET!

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Hey MR
I would bet good dinero that MQQSE is related to Jack, Fulla, Dumb and Little.
I got a pic in this confuser somewhere. I am gonna find that hairbag right now and post it.
BRB
Jim

The many fazes of mQQse !
Funny.

I'm waiting pIER..LOL
MR

Joke
OK! This lady gets married for the 5th time and has a confession with her new husband in the honeymoon suite.
She says,' Darling I have something very important to tell you'. The expectant groom looks attentive.
“I'm a virgin”, she says.
The groom looks puzzled. I thought you said this was your 5th marriage how could that be?
With a down cast sheepish expression she said, “ My first husband was a psychologist and he would just talk about it. My 2nd husband was a Gynecologist and he just liked to look at it. My 3rd was a proctologist and, we don't even want to go there.
The Groom lookup said,” Darlin you said I'm #5 what did your 4th husband do?
She gave a dreamy gleaming smile and said,' He was a stamp collector, and "God I miss him!”

stamp collector, hahahahahhohohohehehehe i like that one, i like the 4 women joke toooooooo
harmonica players as well as stamp collectors make good dates.
gay

He was a ragged looking old man who shuffled into the bar that afternoon. Stinking of whiskey and cigarettes, his hands shook as he took the "Piano Player Wanted" sign from the window and gave it to the bartender. "I'd like to apply for the job," he said.

The bar-keep wasn't too sure about this doubtful looking old guy, but it had been awhile since he had a player and business was falling off. "What do you do?" he asked. "I used to be a fighter pilot in Vietnam," was the answer.

Now, really unsure, the bar-keep decided to give him a try...he really needed
more business. "The piano is over there. give it a go." The old man staggered
his way over to the piano and several patrons snickered. But, by the time he was into the third bar of music, every voice was silenced. What followed was
a rhapsody of sound and music unlike anyone had ever heard in the bar before.

When he finished, there wasn't a dry eye in the place. The bartender brought the old guy a beer and said that he sounded really, really good. "What do you
call that?" he asked. "It's called Drop Your Panties, Baby, We're Gonna Rock Tonight," said the old pilot as he took a long pull from the beer. "I got another," .and he began to play again. What followed was a
knee-slappin' hand-clappin' bit of ragtime that had the place jumping. People were coming in from the streets to hear this guy play.

After he finished, the pilot acknowledged the applause and told the crowd that the song was called "Big Boobs Make My afterburner Dance." He then excused himself as he lurched off to the men's room.

After thinking a bit, the bartender decided to hire the guy, no matter how bad he looked, or what his songs were called. When the guy came out of the men's room, the bartender went over to tell him he had the job, but noticed that the pilot's fly was undone and his member was hanging out.

He said, "The job is yours but first I got to ask, do you know your fly is undone and your dick is hanging out?"

"Know it?" the pilot replied, "Hell, I wrote it!"

How did you get your hands on my bio?

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