The Geography of a Woman
From age 13-18, a woman is like Africa: virgin and unexplored.
From age 18-30, she is like Asia: wild and exotic.
From age 30-45, she is like North America: fully developed and free with her resources.
From age 45-60, she is like Europe: well-explored, nearly worn out, but still has points of interest.
From age 60 on, she is like Australia: everybody knows it’s down there, but, nobody really cares.
A farmer and his wife were at livestock auction. The auctioneer announced the first bull had reproduced 60 times last year. The wife leans over to her husband and says, “Wow. That’s 5 times a month!??? When it was sold, the auctioneer announced the second bull had reproduced 120 times last year. The wife leans over to her husband and says, “Wow. That’s 10 times a month!??? When it was sold, the auctioneer announced the third bull had reproduced 365 times last year!??? The wife again leans over to her husband and gloats, “Wow. That’s once a day, every single day of the year! What’s wrong with you, honey???? Finally the irritated husband had had enough. “Nothin’. Once a day is fine! But why don’t you go ask that auctioneer if every day that bull had to do it with the same old cow!???
A town in Poland had only one cow and it stopped giving milk. The townspeople did a little research and discovered they could get a cow from Moscow for 2,000 rubles, or one from Minsk for only 1,000 rubles. So, naturally, they got the cow from Minsk. It was a great cow, with a wonderful disposition, and it gave lots of milk and cream. Everybody loved it dearly. So the people decided they would mate the cow and get more cows like it, so they would never have to worry about milk again. They brought a bull to the cow’s pasture. But when the bull tried to mount the cow from the right, the cow moved to the left. And when the bull tried to mount the cow from the left, the cow moved to the right. This went on and on. Finally, in desperation, the people asked the Rabbi what to do. “Rabbi, all day we’ve tried to mate our cow. But when the bull tried to mount the cow from the right, the cow moved to the left. And when the bull tried to mount the cow from the left, the cow moved to the right. What do we do???? The Rabbi asked, “Did you buy this cow from Minsk???? “Rabbi! You are so wise! How did you know we got the cow from Minsk???? Sadly, the Rabbi said, “My wife is from Minsk….???
The Dean of Women at the exclusive girls’ school was lecturing her students on sexual morality. “We live today in very difficult times for young people,??? she droned. “In moments of temptation, you must ask yourself one question: Is a lifetime of shame worth an hour of pleasure???? From the back of the room came a quiet voice. “How do you make it last an hour????
Sidney, suffering from premature ejaculation, visited a sex shop for help. The clerk showed him an aerosol can. “Sir, this is Stay-Hard. Just spray it on and you’ll go all night!” Excited, Sidney took it home and stashed it in the basement until late that night when he sprayed it on and then hurried upstairs. Unfortunately, he peaked sooner than ever. The next day, Sidney returned to the sex shop, slammed the can down on the counter, and snapped, “I want my money back. This stuff doesn’t work at all. If anything, I came faster!” The clerk read the label and laughed. “What’s so funny?” asked Sidney. “Sir, you must have grabbed the wrong can. This is Easy-Off!”
A woman, pregnant with her first child, was being examined in her obstetrician’s office. “Doctor, my husband wants me to ask you…??? “I know, I know,??? said the doctor, “I get asked this all the time. It’s okay to have sex until late in your pregnancy.??? “No, that’s not it,??? she said. “He wants to know if I can still mow the lawn.???
A woman was concerned about her husband’s smoking, but finally got him to agree to only smoke at home when they had finished making love. After about a week, her friend asked her how it was going. “Well, not too bad,” she said with a big smile. “He’s down to about a pack a night!”
A man entered a Nevada house of ill repute and announced, “I’m offering $20,000 to any woman here who will come into the desert with me and do it my way!” One lady agreed and off they went, into the desert. After about an hour of fairly standard lovemaking, she got curious. “Now, exactly what is ‘your way’?” He replied, “On credit!”
The Rabbi in a small town in the old country died. His widow, the Rebbetzin, was disconsolate for months until the people of the village decided she should remarry. The town was so small that it only had one eligible bachelor, the butcher. The Rebbetzin was concerned because she had been wed to a scholar, but this butcher had little education. But, as she was lonely, she agreed, and soon they were married. After the marriage, on the next Friday she went to the mikvah and then home to light the candles. Her new husband leaned over and said, “My mother taught me that after the mikvah and before lighting the candles, it’s good to have sex.” So they did. She then lit the candles and he again leaned over to her and whispered, “My father taught me that after lighting the candles, it’s good to have sex.” So they did. After saying their prayers, they went to bed, but when they awoke the next morning, he said, “My grandmother taught me that before going to synagogue, it’s good to have sex.” So they did. After praying all morning, they came home to rest and again he whispered, “My grandfather taught me that after praying, it’s good to have sex.” So they did. On Sunday she went shopping and ran into an old friend who asked, “So? How is the new husband?” She replied, “Well, he’s no scholar, but he comes from a wonderful family!”
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Tom’s dream to marry a sweet, innocent virgin came true when he met Jane. Even after they had gone together for months, he decided to test her. One night in the car, he unzipped his fly, and said to her, “Want to see my wee wee?” She yelled, “No. No! Zip your fly!” Tom was overjoyed. The night they got engaged, he tried the same thing and got the same result. Then, on their wedding night, when they were finally alone in the hotel room, he unzipped his fly again and said, “Honey, now that we’re married, you can see it,” and pulled it out. She just stared at it. “Oh, what a sweet wee wee!” Tom said, “Darling, we’re married now. You don’t have to call it a wee wee anymore. You can call it a cock.” She looked at it again and then back up at him. “No, Tom, that’s a wee wee. A co¢k is long and thick!”