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Und ein paar kleine Kurzgeschichten:
A wise old gentleman retired and purchased a modest home near a junior high school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment. Then a new school year began. The very next afternoon three young boys, full of youthful, after-school enthusiasm, came down his street, beating merrily on every trash can they encountered. The crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some action.
The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young percussionists as they banged their way down the street. Stopping them, he said,"You kids are a lot of fun. I like to see you express your exuberance like that. In fact, I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I'll give you each a dollar if you'll promise to come around every day and do your thing." The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trashcans.
After a few days, the old-timer greeted the kids again, but this time he had a sad smile on his face."This recession's really putting a big dent in my income," he told them."From now on, I'll only be able to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans."
The noisemakers were obviously displeased, but they accepted his offer and continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.
"Look," he said,"I haven't received my Social Security check yet, so I'm not going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?"
"A lousy quarter?" the drum leader exclaimed."If you think we're going to waste our time, beating these cans around for a quarter, you're nuts! No way, mister. We quit!" And the old man enjoyed peace and serenity for the rest of his days.
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A guy goes over to his friend's house and knocks on the door and his friend's wife answers. âIs John home?â he asks.
âNo, I'm sorry,â she says. âHe's gone out to run a few errands.â
âWould you mind if I came in and waited for a few minutes?â the guy asks.
So John's wife, who's wearing a robe, invites him inside.
âI can't help to notice how beautiful your breasts look in that robe,â says John's friend. âI will pay you $100 if I could just see them.â
The woman thinks it over for a moment and figures why not, it is $100. She opens her robe exposing her breasts as the man reaches for his wallet, pulls out a $100 bill and throws it on the table.
Shortly there after while drinking his coffee he says, âYour breasts are so beautiful, can I suck on them. I will pay you another $100 if you will let me.â
She once again thinks for a moment and thinks, âWhat the hell,â opens her robe, and the man spends at least five minutes on each luscious breast.
He then opens his wallet, grabs another $100, throws it on the table and says, âI can't wait any longer, I must get going. Please tell John I came by.â
About ten minutes pass and John comes home. His wife meets him in the hall and says, âYour friend came by, you just missed him, he left ten minutes ago.â
John replies, âDid he drop off the $200 he owes me?â
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There is a man who has three girlfriends, but he does not know which one to marry. So he decides to give each one $5000 and see how each of them spends it.
The first one goes out and gets a total makeover with the money. She gets new clothes, a new hairdo, manicure, pedicure, the works, and tells the man,"I spent the money so I could look pretty for you, because I love you so much."
The second one went out and bought new golf clubs, a CD player, a television and a stereo and gives them to the man. She says,"I bought these gifts for you with the money because I love you so much."
The third one takes the $5000 and invests it in the stock market, doubles her investment, returns the $5000 to the man and reinvests the rest. She says,"I am investing the rest of the money for our future because I love you so much."
The man thought long and hard about how each of the women spent the money. He finally decided to marry the one with the biggest tits.
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