Distraught Jokes

A young blonde woman is distraught because she fears her husband is having an affair, so she goes to a gun shop and buys a handgun. The next day she comes home to find her husband in bed with a beautiful redhead. She grabs the gun and holds it to her own head. The husband jumps out of bed, begging and pleading with her not to shoot herself. Hysterically the blonde responds to the husband, "shut up...you're next!"

A distraught mum rushed into the back yard, where eight-year-old Tommy was banging on the bottom of an old upturned tin bath with a poker. "What do you think youre doing?" she demanded. "Im just entertaining the baby," explained Tommy. "Where is the baby?" asked his Mum. "Under the bath."

Fearing her husband is having an affair, the distraught young blonde goes to the gun shop and buys a gun. When she comes home she finds her husband in bed with a brunette. Pulling the gun out of her purse, she points it at her own head. Seeing this, the husband jumps out of bed pleading with her to not shoot herself.
"Oh shut up," she yells at him. "You're next!"

The psychiatrist was not expecting the distraught stranger who staggered into his office and slumped into a chair. "You've got to help me. I'm losing my memory, Doctor," he sobbed. "I once had a successful business, a wife, home and family; I was a respected member of the community. But all that's gone now. Since my memory began failing, I've lost the business-I couldn't remember my clients' names. My wife and children have left me, too; and why shouldn't they-some nights I wouldn't get home until four or five in the morning. I'd forget where I lived.. . . And it's getting worse. Doctor-it's getting worse!"
"This is not an unusual form of neurosis," the psychiatrist said soothingly. "Now tell me, just how long ago did you first become aware of this condition?"
"Condition?" The man sat up in his chair. "What condition?"

A young blonde woman is distraught because she fears her husband is having an affair, so she goes to a gun shop and buys a handgun. The next day she comes home to find her husband in bed with a beautiful redhead. She grabs the gun and holds it to her own head. The husband jumps out of bed, begging and pleading with her not to shoot herself. Hysterically the blonde responds to the husband, "shut up... you're next!"