The man who would become pope (joke)

There were two Catholic boys, Timothy Murphy and Antonio Secola, whose lives parallel each other in amazing ways. In the same year Timothy was born in Ireland , Antonio was born in Italy. Faithfully they attended parochial school from kindergarten through their senior year in high school. They took their vows to enter the priesthood early in college, and upon Graduation, became priests.

Their careers had come to amaze the world, but it was generally acknowledged that Antonio Secola was just a cut above Timothy Murphy in all respects. Their rise through the ranks of Bishop, Archbishop and finally Cardinal was swift to say the least, and the Catholic world knew that when the present Pope died, it would be one of the two who would become the Next Pope.

In time the Pope did die, and the College of Cardinals went to work. In less time than anyone had expected, white smoke rose from the chimney and the world waited to see whom they had chosen.

The world, Catholic, Protestant and secular, was surprised to learn that Timothy Murphy had been elected Pope! Antonio Secola was beyond surprise. He was devastated, because even with all of Timothy’s gifts, Antonio knew he was the better qualified.

With gall that shocked the Cardinals, Antonio Secola asked for a private session with them in which he candidly asked, “Why Timothy?! ” After a long silence, an old Cardinal took pity on the bewildered man and rose to reply. “We knew you were the better of the two, but we just could not bear the thought of the leader of the Roman Catholic Church being called Pope Secola.”

Where do babies come from (joke)

Little Johnny asked his wise old uncle where babies came from. “Well, Johnny, it’s simple. The man puts his pen¡s inside the woman and she gets pregnant.” “Oh,” said Little Johnny with a worried look. “What’s wrong, John?” asked his uncle. Little Johnny asked, “Does the man ever get his pen¡s back?”

Wedding Band (joke)

A man called a musician and said, “I need about six guys to play my daughter’s wedding reception. What do you charge?” The musician replied, “$2,000.” “What? Two grand for a band? That’s outrageous!” The musician said, “I’ll tell you what: you call the plumbers union and get six plumbers to work from six o’clock until midnight on a Saturday night. Whatever they charge, I’ll charge you half!”

Superman and Wonder Woman on the Beach (joke)

Superman, patrolling Metropolis on a particularly boring day, spied Wonder Woman on the beach, sunbathing in the nude! Remembering that he was “faster than a speeding bullet,” he wondered if he could score with Wonder Woman before she knew what hit her. He swooped down, finished in an instant, and then flew away wearing a big happy grin. Wonder Woman sat up in the sand. “What in hell was that?!” And the Invisible Man replied, “I don’t know, but my butt hurts!”

After the police smell your fingers

Years ago, a man was riding the train from New Orleans , eating a bag of fresh shrimp, ripping them apart, and throwing the shells out the window. The woman sitting opposite him said, “Would you mind not doing that? It’s disgusting to watch.” He replied, “It’s none of your business, hon. I paid my fare and I’ll do what I want.” And he continued until he finished the bag. Full, he settled back for a nap. The woman pulled out her knitting. Soon all the man could hear was that incessant clicking and clacking. Soon he said, “Would you stop that noise? I’m trying to sleep!” She replied, “It’s none of your business. I paid my fare and I’ll do what I want.” The man grabbed her knitting and tossed it out the window. She immediately stood up and pulled the train alarm cord. He started laughing. “You’re gonna get fined for that!” The woman replied, “And you’re going to jail …after the police smell your fingers!”

A minister at the pearly gates (joke)

A minister died and found himself in line at the Pearly Gates behind a man wearing sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket, and jeans. St. Peter asked the man, “State your name so I may determine whether to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?” The man replied, “I’m Joe the taxi driver, from Noo Yawk City.” St. Peter consulted his list, smiled and said, “Here, take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven.” As the taxi driver entered Heaven, St. Peter turned to the minister.” State your name so I may determine whether to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?” He stood up tall and said, “I am Joseph Snow, pastor of Saint Mary’s for the last 43 years.” St. Peter consulted his list, smiled and said, “Here, take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven.” The minister was confused. “Hey, wait a minute. That guy drove a taxi and he gets silk and gold, while I spent my life ministering and I get cotton and wood? How can this be?” “Simple,” said St. Peter. “Up here, we go by results. When you preached, people slept. When he drove, people prayed!”

The Blonde with Cleavage (joke)

Here’s a blonde joke you won’t expect – did this ever happen when you ordered a beer?

A man sat down at a bar just a few seats away from a blonde showing a lot of cleavage. He ordered a beer. The bartender filled a mug, slid it down the bar, but it hit the lady’s chest and splashed beer on her breasts. The bartender retrieved the mug, gave it to the man, and then licked the excess beer off her chest. When the man ordered another beer, the same thing happened again. After his third beer also hit her, he decided it was time to share the bartender’s fun. He moved over and started licking her breasts himself …and she decked him! Lying on the floor, he groaned, “Why didja hit me? You let the bartender do it?!” She replied, “Because he told me he has a licker license!”

Bloody butt drunk

Clayton staggered home late one night after another extended evening with his drinking buddies. He removed his shoes and tip-toed to the stairs to avoid waking his wife, Kathleen, but misjudged the bottom step.

Grabbing and missing the banister, he swung around and sat down heavily, crushing the whiskey bottle in each back pocket. Managing not to scream, Clayton sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror. His butt cheeks were full of cuts and bleeding profusely. He managed to find a box of Band-Aids and began putting one on each place where he saw blood.

He hid the nearly empty Band-Aid box and stumbled his way up to bed. The next morning, Clayton awoke with searing pain in both his head and butt and Kathleen staring at him from across the room. “You came home drunk again last night, didn’t you?” she cried. Clayton mumbled, “Why do you say that?” “Well, it could be the open front door, or it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, or it could be the drops of blood throughout the house, or it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly… it’s that downstairs mirror covered with Band-Aids!

This just ain’t your day… (joke)


A lonely young guy driving cross-country picked up a stunning female hitchhiker. Out in the middle of the desert, she started coming on to him. When she offered him some oral pleasure, he pulled over to the side of the road. But once his pants were around his ankles, she pulled out a gun, bound his wrists to his ankles, robbed him of his wallet and clothes, and drove off in his car. After hopping beside the road for miles, a trucker happened along and stopped. “What happened?” asked the trucker and the man explained his plight. The trucker got out of his rig, unzipped his pants, and said, “This just ain’t your day, is it, boy?!”

I Want to Make Love (joke)


Jerry brought home a dozen red roses for his wife. “How lovely, dear,” she said. “What’s the occasion?” “I want to make love to you tonight,” he replied. “Oh, not tonight, dear; I have a headache.” The next night, Jerry brought home a big box of chocolates and again explained that he wanted to make love. “I’m awfully tired, honey,” said his wife. “Not tonight.” Every night for a week Jerry brought home a gift, but every night her answer was no. Finally he brought her six black kittens. “How adorable, Jerry,” she exclaimed. “What are they for?” He said, “They’re six pallbearers for your dead pu$$y!”