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An elderly man walks into a confessional. The following conversation ensues:
Man: "I am 92 years old, have a wonderful wife of 70 years, many children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking. We went to a motel, where I had sex with each of them three times."
Priest: "Are you sorry for your sins?"
Man: "What sins?"
Priest: "What kind of a Catholic are you?"
Man: "I'm Jewish."
Priest: "Why are you telling me all this?"
Man: "I'm 92 years old .... I'm telling everybody!"
Four guys were at deer camp. They had to bunk two to a room.
No one wanted to room with Daryl because he snored so badly. They decided it wasn't fair to make one of them stay with him the whole time, so they voted to take turns.
The first guy slept with Daryl and came to breakfast the next morning with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot.
The other two said, "Man, what happened to you?" He said, "Daryl snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night."
The next night it was the second guy's turn. In the morning, same thing-- hair all standing up, eyes all bloodshot. The other two said, "Man, what happened to you? You look awful!"
He said, "Man, that Daryl shakes the roof. I sat up and watched him all night."
The third night was Frank's turn.
Frank was a big burly ex-football player; a man's man. The next morning he came to breakfast bright eyed and bushy tailed. "Good morning," he said.
The other two couldn't believe it! He looked rested and wide awake.
They asked, "Man, what happened?
" He said, "Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Daryl into bed, patted his *** and kissed him good night.
A drunk wanders into the local Catholic Church while the priest is hearing confession. He stands patiently in line until his turn comes...he opens the door and takes a seat.
It's been about a minute...the priest hears nothing. Thinking the guy must be shy...the priest clears his throat and says "Excuse me".
"Sorry bud...there's no paper over here either" the drunk responds!!!
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