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Topic: Husbands & Wives
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 01-23-2003 09:35 AM
Rated R
Joe was not a very romantic person, and furthermore he was rather stupid. But he wanted to impress his wife, so he took her out for an anniversary dinner and watched the couples around them, following their leads.
He observed the couple next to him. The man lifted a sugar shaker s his wife's cup and said, "Sugar, sugar?" Joe thought this was great and continued to listen around the dining room.
Another table over, Joe observed the following. A man spooned out some honey out of a bowl for his wife and asked, "Honey, honey?" Again Joe thought this was good stuff.
He thought about this for a moment and finally, he cut off a piece of his meat, stared longingly into his young wife's eyes and said, "Ham, pig?"
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 01-25-2003 07:33 PM
Rated G
Jones, who had been away on an extended trip, had very romantic plans for his first night home. He broached them to his wife, who promptly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, dear, but I've got to do all of this laundry. Another time, please."
The next night Jones tried again, and his wife said,
"Oh my, I would like to dear, but it wouldn't be any good. I've got this terrible headache. Please give me a rain check."
By the third night, Jones was rather impatient.
"How about it?" he said urgently.
Whereupon, Mrs. Jones snapped, "This is the third night in a row you've asked. What are you? Some kind of a sex maniac?"
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 01-29-2003 09:22 AM
Rated G
This man was in a store looking completely lost and running from one end of the floor to the other, he is so preoccupied he bumps into another man behaving in the same way.
The first man says: "Sorry Sir, my mind is somewhere else, I am looking for my wife."
The second man replies:" So am I looking for my wife. What does your wife look like."
The man answers: "Her name is Emmanuelle, she is blonde, blue eyes, 5'10", her blond hair falls down to her shoulders, she is wearing a mini skirt, white transparent blouse with a black bra made of lace, and she is well-endowed.
Your wife what does she look like?"
The other man says:"Forget my wife, lets look for yours!"....
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 01-29-2003 02:22 PM
Rated X
The bride tells her husband,"Honey, you know I'm a virgin and I don't know anything about sex.Can you explain it to me first?"
"OK, Sweetheart.Putting it simply,we will call your private place 'the prison' and call my private thing 'the prisoner'. So what we do is:put the prisoner in the prison. And then they made love for the first time. Afterwards,the guy is lying face up on the bed,smiling with satisfaction. Nudging him,his bride giggles,"Honey the prisoner seems to have escaped." Turning on his side,he smiles. "Then we will have to re-imprison him." After the second time they spent,they guy reaches for his cigarettes. But the girl,thoroughly enjoying the new experience of making love, gives him a suggestive smile,"Honey,the prisoner is out again!" The man rises to the occasion, but with the unsteady legs of a recently born foal.Afterwards,he lays back on the bed, totally exhausted.
She nudges him and says,"Honey, the prisoner escaped again." Limply turning his head,He YELLS at her,"Hey, it's not life imprisonment!"
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 02-06-2003 01:48 PM
Rated G
The other day I needed to call home,but the only pay phone I could find was in use.So I stood to the side to politely wait until it was free,thinking it would only be a couple of minutes.
Five minutes went by, and still the man was on the phone.He was just standing there,not saying a word.Two minutes later,he was still not talking.
Finally, I tapped him on the shoulder and asked if I could use the phone.I really wouldn't be long, but needed to make an important call.
"Hold your horses," he responded, covering the receiver. "I'm talking to my wife."
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