FTIPY


Když Bůh stvořil Adama a Evu, zbyly mu ješte dvě věci, které jim chtěl dát. Bůh řekl: “Mám pro vás jestě dva dárky, pro každého z vás jeden. Ten první je moci čurat vestoje.” Adam ho přerusil: “Já to chci, já to chci! To bude báječné a můj život bude mnohem jednodušší a veselejší!” Pak se podíval na Evu a Eva přikývla a řekla: “No proč ne, pro mne to není tak důležité.” Tak dostal Adam od Boha tento dárek. Adam výskal radostí, poskakoval a čural tu zde, tu onde, běžel na pláž, čural i tam a obdivoval se obrazcům, které se mu podařilo vytvořit v písku. Bůh s Evou pozorovali Adamovo nadšení a Eva se po chvilince zeptala Boha: “A ten druhý dárek, který jsi nám chtěl dát?” “To je mozek, Evo. To je mozek.”

Toto jsem tu musela publikovat – to se neda nechat si to jen pro sebe.

Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company’s Christmas Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn’t taste like alcohol at all. He didn’t even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong. Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. Next to them, a single red rose!

Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the cor ner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick!

“Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, darling!”

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table eating. Jack asks, “Son. what happened last night?”

Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door.”

Confused he asked his son, “So, why is everything in such perfect order, so clean, I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?”

His son replies, “Oh THAT! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed,
‘Leave me alone, lady, I’m married!’”

Broken Coffee Table $399.

Hot Breakfast $4.20

Two Aspirins $0.18

Saying the right thing at the right time . . Priceless

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