Laugh with a moral behind.................
An attractive blonde from Dublin, Ireland arrived at the casino. She seemed a little intoxicated and bet twenty thousand Euros on a single roll of the dice.
She said, 'I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude'.
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with an Irish brogue yelled, 'Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!'
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed... 'YES! YES! I WON, I WON!'
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.
Finally, one of them asked, 'What did she roll?'
The other answered, 'I don't know - I thought you were watching.'
MORAL OF THE STORY -
Not all Irish are drunks,
not all blondes are dumb,
but all men...are men.
She said, 'I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude'.
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with an Irish brogue yelled, 'Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!'
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed... 'YES! YES! I WON, I WON!'
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.
Finally, one of them asked, 'What did she roll?'
The other answered, 'I don't know - I thought you were watching.'
MORAL OF THE STORY -
Not all Irish are drunks,
not all blondes are dumb,
but all men...are men.
2 comments:
Robert i am facinated by the content of your blog , very inspiring , my question is do you maintain yourself or you get your assiatance to help you maintain your blog. How much time u spend on your site. Where do get all the materials.
Hi Anonymous,
Talking is my hobby & blogging allows me to express my thought. I have ten little friends (My fingers), one daring brother (My brain) & one willing partner (My heart) to assist my blog. Without them i doubt i cld complete this assignment.
I write almost everyday, especially in the late hours of the night when everything seems so quiet. It would take an hour or so to write one posting. The materials were gathered through observation of others and to understand how they feel in their daily lives
Unless you have the love of what you are doing, to write everyday is difficult. Blogging needs passion.
Thank you for reading my blog. Have fun who ever you are there.
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