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Bobbie what did you say to her when you saw her do that? They do the strangest things!! Sometimes you can't help but yell at them which never helps. My mom keeps paper cups after she drinks coffee then puts them in her pocket book. I think that's gross too. She dares me to touch them so I can wash them out. She wants to be in control. If your mom has an aide let them know what she did so they can be on alert and catch these things when your not around. Make sure she's hydrated.
bonnie -welcome! .No you are not responsible for him or anyone else including your sister and her kids. It is kind of you to want to help your mum. I would limit my help to her and leave anyone else out. Your mum may make a fuss, but stick to your decisions. Do you feel like the others are using you? It looks to me like they are. You have to take care of you and your family especially when there are so many "takers" around.
My mom is disabled due to drug use she have a longterm boyfriend that caused her to lose both her legs and have benefitted from her at our expense since my childhood Never had a job, still use drugs and disrespects her with other women. There is a tropical storm headed our way and if it gets to bad we usually evacuate to safety. everything is always on me and my husband financially. My car seating and lodging funds is limited my husband is the only one working right now. Evacuating her and boyfriend in the past was a disaster and exhausting. I feel it's my moral obligation to get my mom to safety due to her physical limitations but I cannot or will not take anyone else. Am I really responsible for him too? Once we evacuated for 3 weeks and I had to pay for 2 cars to hotel rooms all the food and drinks and gas for cars plus my our 3 kids and my pregnant sister and her 2 kids I exhausted my total savings and when their checks deposited on the 1st they left to go get us all something to eat and never came back instead i later discovered they rented a motel.
George was ask by a rather young reporter with not a lot of experience,"when did sex end for you?" George replied " about two this morning, when did it end for you?"
George told of buying new night gown for his girl friend. He said it had over two hundred yards of material in it. When ask why so much material, George replied "At my age it is more fun looking for it than it is after I find it."
A hillbilly went hunting one day in West Virginia and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home where he was confronted by an ornery game warden who didn’t like hillbillies.The game warden ordered to the hillbilly to show his hunting license, and the hillbilly pulled out a valid West Virginia hunting license. The game warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, “This duck ain’t from West Virginia . This is a Kentucky duck. You got a Kentuckey huntin’ license, boy?” The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Kentucky hunting license. The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said, “This ain’t no Kentucky duck. This duck’s from Tennessee. You got an Tennessee license?” The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced an Tennessee license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said This ain’t no Tennessee duck. This here duck’s from Virginia. . You got a Virginia. huntin’ license?” Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and brought out a Virginia. hunting license. The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly “Just where the hell are you from? “The hillbilly turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said “You tell me, you’re the expert!!”
A Scotsman had enoyed an afternoon at the local pub and decided to take a nap on a park bench on his way home
An American tourist happened by and wondered if what she had heard about Scotsmen was true - so she carefully lifted his kilt and took a peek- sure enough it was so she took the blue ribbon from her hair and tied a little bow around his pride and joy
later, when he awoke, the Scotsman needed to relieve himself and when he looked down, he exclaimed- I don’t know where you’ve been laddie but I’m glad you won first prize
I caught mine washing her hands with toothpaste. My worst is the incontinent bowels when they get it on their hands. I get horrified and get short with my mom. She once had a bad accident in a store bathroom and when I got in the stall she was on the floor trying to clean it up.
Oh MsMadge, Whenever The Viking has a bad day, come here! I always get a good laugh. Short and fun easy reading. Sometimes the saga of Dorker just goes on and on. Her MIL already left! We must have a little fun!
Don't know why I haven't perused this thread before - it's a hoot
if I may -
an elderly man was walking down the street one day and a small frog was hopping about and yelled to the man to pick it up as the man picked up the frog, the frog said, if you kiss me I'll turn into a lovely young woman
the man put the frog in his shirt pocket and kept walking the frog was a bit surprised and said, did you hear what I said? one kiss and I'll be a beautiful young woman
the man looked down at the frog and said, at my age, a talking frog is ever so much more entertaining
A gas station owner in Mississippi was trying to increase his sales. So he put up a sign that read, "Free Sex with Fill-Up." Soon a local redneck pulled in, filled his tank and asked for his free sex. The owner told him to pick a number from 1 to 10. If he guessed correctly he would get his free sex. The redneck guessed 8, and the proprietor said, "You were close. The number was 7. Sorry. No sex this time." A week later, the same redneck, along with his brother, Bubba, pulled in for another fill-up. Again he asked for his free sex. The proprietor again gave him the same story, and asked him to guess the correct number. The redneck guessed 2 this time. The proprietor said, "Sorry, it was 3. You were close, but no free sex this time." As they were driving away, the redneck said to his brother, "I think that game is rigged, and he doesn't really give away free sex." Bubba replied, "No it ain't, Billy Ray. It ain't rigged. My wife won twice last week."
I was packing for a business trip and my three year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said, 'Daddy, look at this' , and stuck out two of her fingers.
Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said ,'Daddy's gonna eat your fingers,'pretending to eat them.
I went back to packing, looked up again and my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face.
An 8-year-old girl went to her grandfather, who was working in the yard and asked him, "Grampa, what is couple sex?"
The grandfather was surprised that she would ask such a question, but decided that if she's old enough to ask the question, then she's old enough to get a straight answer. Steeling himself to leave nothing out, he proceeded to tell her all about human reproduction and the joys and responsibilities of intercourse. When he finished explaining, the little girl was looking at him with her mouth hanging open, eyes wide in amazement. Seeing the look on her face, the grandfather asked her, "Why did you ask this question, honey?"
The little girl replied, "Grandma says that dinner will be ready in just a couple secs."
Thanks for covering for me bobbie luv ya. Aunt Hank is settling down with her bout with dementia. Sometimes she will know you and the next day has no clue. Does not know what day it is, what time it is or the year. Hardly ever gets out of bed because she doesn't know why she has to get up sometimes. Hugs to all. luv Cuz. ps haven't had any good jokes to pass along but I can go in the archives and pass along some good repeats if ya need them. I still check the site out every night as I have been doing for the past what 8 years now?
Good morning caregivers, My Cuz must be busy because we all know that he would never pass up a chance to post a joke or three from his BigBook of FunnyStuff.
I hope all is well in Cuz's world. So many people depend on him for so many different things and Cuz always says he's not a caregiver but he really is. After all, he's been caring for those of us on this thread for a long time.
Glad, it's good to see from you and I left you a message on your wall. Sorry I've been AWOL, but have been busy with the challenges of my post-caregiving life.
All of the people who used to regularly post on this thread, I think of you all so often and hope you all are well.
Jen! A shout out to a beautiful person and terrific writer.
That's it for me for now and I wish peace for all today.
A farmer wanted to have his hens serviced, so he went to the market looking for a rooster. He was hoping he could get a special rooster - one that could service all of his many hens and when he told this to the market vendor, the vendor replied: "I have just the rooster for you. Randy here is the horniest rooster you will ever see!" So the farmer took Randy back to the farm. Before setting him loose in the henhouse, though, he gave Randy a little pep talk. "Randy", he said, "I'm counting on you to do your stuff." And without a word, Randy strutted into the henhouse and set to work. Randy was as fast as he was furious, mounting each hen like a thunderbolt. There was much squawking and many feathers flying, till Randy had finished having his way with each hen. But Randy didn't stop there, he went in to the barn and mounted all the horses, one by one and still at the same frantic pace. Then he went to the pighouse, where he did the same. The farmer, watching all of this with disbelief, cried out, "Stop, Randy, you'll kill yourself!" But Randy continued, seeking out each farm animal in the same manner. Well, the next morning, the farmer looked out and saw Randy lying there on his lawn. His legs were up in the air, his eyes rolled back, and his long tongue hanging out. A buzzard was already circling above Randy. The farmer walked up to Randy saying, "Oh you poor thing, look what you did, you've gone and killed yourself. I warned you, my little buddy." "Shhhhh," Randy whispered, "The buzzard's getting closer."
It's the Spring of 1957 and Bobby goes to pick up his date. He's a pretty hip guy with his own car. When he goes to the front door, the girl's father answers and invites him in. "Carrie's not ready yet, so why don't you have a seat?" he says. "That's cool," says Bobby. Carrie's father asks Bobby what they're planning to do. Bobby replies politely that they will probably just go to the soda shop or a movie. Carrie's father responds, "Why don't you two go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it." Naturally, this comes as a quite a surprise to Bobby--so he asks Carrie's dad to repeat it. "Yeah," says Carrie's father, "Carrie really likes to screw; she'll screw all night if we let her!" Well, Bobby's eyes light up at that. A few minutes later, Carrie comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt and announces that she's ready to go. Almost breathless with anticipation, Bobby escorts his date out the front door. About 20 minutes later, Carrie rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her, and screams at her father: "DAMMIT DADDY! IT'S CALLED THE TWIST!!!"
I went to the liquor store Tuesday afternoon on my bicycle, bought a bottle of Scotch, and put it in the bicycle basket. As I was about to leave, I thought to myself that if I fell off the bicycle, the bottle would break. So I drank all the Scotch before I cycled home. It turned out to be a very good decision because I fell off my bicycle seven times on the way home.
A cowboy, who just moved to Wyoming from Texas, walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud. He sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowboy, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time.." The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is an Airborne Ranger, the other is a Navy Seal, both serving overseas somewhere.When we all left our home in Texas , we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn. One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss." The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking." "Hasn't affected my brothers though..."
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My mom is disabled due to drug use she have a longterm boyfriend that caused her to lose both her legs and have benefitted from her at our expense since my childhood Never had a job, still use drugs and disrespects her with other women. There is a tropical storm headed our way and if it gets to bad we usually evacuate to safety. everything is always on me and my husband financially. My car seating and lodging funds is limited my husband is the only one working right now. Evacuating her and boyfriend in the past was a disaster and exhausting. I feel it's my moral obligation to get my mom to safety due to her physical limitations but I cannot or will not take anyone else. Am I really responsible for him too? Once we evacuated for 3 weeks and I had to pay for 2 cars to hotel rooms all the food and drinks and gas for cars plus my our 3 kids and my pregnant sister and her 2 kids I exhausted my total savings and when their checks deposited on the 1st they left to go get us all something to eat and never came back instead i later discovered they rented a motel.
George was ask by a rather young reporter with not a lot of experience,"when did sex end for you?"
George replied " about two this morning, when did it end for you?"
George told of buying new night gown for his girl friend. He said it had over two hundred yards of material in it.
When ask why so much material, George replied "At my age it is more fun looking for it than it is after I find it."
The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said, “This ain’t no Kentucky duck. This duck’s from Tennessee. You got an Tennessee license?”
The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced an Tennessee license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said This ain’t no Tennessee duck. This here duck’s from Virginia. . You got a Virginia. huntin’ license?”
Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and brought out a Virginia. hunting license. The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly “Just where the hell are you from?
“The hillbilly turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said “You tell me, you’re the expert!!”
An American tourist happened by and wondered if what she had heard about Scotsmen was true - so she carefully lifted his kilt and took a peek- sure enough it was so she took the blue ribbon from her hair and tied a little bow around his pride and joy
later, when he awoke, the Scotsman needed to relieve himself and when he looked down, he exclaimed-
I don’t know where you’ve been laddie but I’m glad you won first prize
The blonde replies, "Oh my God! You slut!
How many is a brazilian?"
lovbob
Dori-toes!
I'm so sorry lol but it made me laugh!
Whenever The Viking has a bad day, come here! I always get a good laugh. Short and fun easy reading. Sometimes the saga of Dorker just goes on and on. Her MIL already left! We must have a little fun!
Welcome to the Grossed Out Thread and thanks for the great joke!
Anytime you want to pop one in here we all appreciate it.
Hey everybody, I went back to school. Now a student at the local college and am having a good time learning.
I hope everyone is well and doing the best they can.
Hey Cuz!
lovbob
if I may -
an elderly man was walking down the street one day and a small frog was hopping about and yelled to the man to pick it up
as the man picked up the frog, the frog said, if you kiss me I'll turn into a lovely young woman
the man put the frog in his shirt pocket and kept walking
the frog was a bit surprised and said, did you hear what I said?
one kiss and I'll be a beautiful young woman
the man looked down at the frog and said, at my age, a talking frog is ever so much more entertaining
So he put up a sign that read,
"Free Sex with Fill-Up."
Soon a local redneck pulled in, filled his tank and asked for his free sex.
The owner told him to pick a number from 1 to 10.
If he guessed correctly he would get his free sex.
The redneck guessed 8, and the proprietor said,
"You were close. The number was 7.
Sorry. No sex this time."
A week later, the same redneck,
along with his brother, Bubba,
pulled in for another fill-up.
Again he asked for his free sex.
The proprietor again gave him the same story,
and asked him to guess the correct number.
The redneck guessed 2 this time.
The proprietor said,
"Sorry, it was 3.
You were close, but no free sex this time."
As they were driving away, the redneck said to his brother,
"I think that game is rigged, and he doesn't really give away free sex."
Bubba replied, "No it ain't, Billy Ray.
It ain't rigged. My wife won twice last week."
I was packing for a business trip and my three year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said, 'Daddy, look at this' , and stuck out two of her fingers.
Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said ,'Daddy's gonna eat your fingers,'pretending to eat them.
I went back to packing, looked up again and my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face.
I said, 'What's wrong, honey?'
She replied,
'What happened to my booger?
An 8-year-old girl went to her
grandfather, who was working
in the yard and asked him,
"Grampa, what is couple sex?"
The grandfather was surprised
that she would ask such a question,
but decided that if she's old enough
to ask the question, then she's old
enough to get a straight answer.
Steeling himself to leave nothing out,
he proceeded to tell her all about
human reproduction and the joys
and responsibilities of intercourse.
When he finished explaining, the
little girl was looking at him with
her mouth hanging open, eyes wide
in amazement.
Seeing the look on her face, the
grandfather asked her, "Why did
you ask this question, honey?"
The little girl replied, "Grandma
says that dinner will be ready in
just a couple secs."
luv Cuz.
ps haven't had any good jokes to pass along but I can go in the archives and pass along some good repeats if ya need them. I still check the site out every night as I have been doing for the past what 8 years now?
My Cuz must be busy because we all know that he would never pass up a chance to post a joke or three from his BigBook of FunnyStuff.
I hope all is well in Cuz's world. So many people depend on him for so many different things and Cuz always says he's not a caregiver but he really is.
After all, he's been caring for those of us on this thread for a long time.
Glad, it's good to see from you and I left you a message on your wall.
Sorry I've been AWOL, but have been busy with the challenges of my post-caregiving life.
All of the people who used to regularly post on this thread, I think of you all so often and hope you all are well.
Jen! A shout out to a beautiful person and terrific writer.
That's it for me for now and I wish peace for all today.
lovbob
So the farmer took Randy back to the farm. Before setting him loose in the henhouse, though, he gave Randy a little pep talk. "Randy", he said, "I'm counting on you to do your stuff." And without a word, Randy strutted into the henhouse and set to work.
Randy was as fast as he was furious, mounting each hen like a thunderbolt. There was much squawking and many feathers flying, till Randy had finished having his way with each hen. But Randy didn't stop there, he went in to the barn and mounted all the horses, one by one and still at the same frantic pace. Then he went to the pighouse, where he did the same. The farmer, watching all of this with disbelief, cried out, "Stop, Randy, you'll kill yourself!" But Randy continued, seeking out each farm animal in the same manner.
Well, the next morning, the farmer looked out and saw Randy lying there on his lawn. His legs were up in the air, his eyes rolled back, and his long tongue hanging out. A buzzard was already circling above Randy.
The farmer walked up to Randy saying, "Oh you poor thing, look what you did, you've gone and killed yourself. I warned you, my little buddy."
"Shhhhh," Randy whispered, "The buzzard's getting closer."
lovbob
"That's cool," says Bobby.
Carrie's father asks Bobby what they're planning to do. Bobby replies politely that they will probably just go to the soda shop or a movie. Carrie's father responds, "Why don't you two go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it."
Naturally, this comes as a quite a surprise to Bobby--so he asks Carrie's dad to repeat it. "Yeah," says Carrie's father, "Carrie really likes to screw; she'll screw all night if we let her!" Well, Bobby's eyes light up at that. A few minutes later, Carrie comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt and announces that she's ready to go. Almost breathless with anticipation, Bobby escorts his date out the front door.
About 20 minutes later, Carrie rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her, and screams at her father: "DAMMIT DADDY! IT'S CALLED THE TWIST!!!"
lovbob
As I was about to leave, I thought to myself that if I fell off the bicycle, the bottle would break. So I drank all the Scotch before I cycled home.
It turned out to be a very good decision because I fell off my bicycle seven times on the way home.
ALWAYS THINK AHEAD!!
three mugs of Bud. He sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of
each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and
orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowboy, "You know, a mug goes flat
after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time.."
The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is an Airborne
Ranger, the other is a Navy Seal, both serving overseas somewhere.When we
all left our home in Texas , we promised that we'd drink this way to
remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each
of my brothers and one for myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The
cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He
orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice
and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the
bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to
offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes
and he laughs.
"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's just that my wife and I
joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking."
"Hasn't affected my brothers though..."