Frying Jokes / Recent Jokes
One day, Jerry Aught, who liked to get drunk, did just that. When he got home, his wife, Sherry Aught, would get mad. One day, Sherry said,"If you come home drunk again, I will hit you on the head with this frying pan".
The next day, Jerry came home drunk again.As he lay on the doormat,Sherry came out with the frying pan. Jerry started to sing: "swing low, sweet Sherry Aught, coming to carry me home..."
One day a man was sitting in his favorite chair watching football when his wife walked up behind him and knocked him over the head with a frying pan.
When he woke he asked, "What the hell was that for?!?"
"I found this piece of paper in your pants while I was doing your laundry and it says Mary Lou 555-5555. Who the hell is Mary Lou?!?" she asks.
"Aww honey, that's the name of the horse I was bettin' on last week!"
"Oh I'm so sorry honey!"
Three weeks later she came behind him and knocked him over the head with a frying pan and once again he woke up asking, "What the hell did I do this time?!?"
"Your horse called," she replied.
A man is sitting quietly reading his paper one morning, peacefully enjoying himself, when his wife sneaks up behind him and whacks him on the back of his head with a huge frying pan.
Man:
'What was that for?'
Wife:
'What was that piece of paper in your pants' pocket with the name Marylou written on it?'
Man:
'Oh honey, remember two weeks ago when I went to the horse races? Marylou was the name of one of the horses I bet on. '
The wife looked all satisfied, apologizes and goes off to work around the house.
Three days later the man is once again sitting in his chair reading and she repeats the frying pan swatting.
Man:
'What the hell was that for this time?'
Wife:
'Your horse called.'
A guy is sitting quietly reading his paper when his wife sneaks up behind him and whacks him on the head with a frying pan.' What was that for?' he asks.' That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Marylou written on it,' she replies.' Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Marylou was the name of one of the horses I bet on,' he explains. She looks satisfied, apologizes, and goes off to do work around the house. Three days later he's again sitting in his chair reading when she nails him with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him out cold. When he comes to, he asks,' What the heck was that for?' She answers,' Your horse just phoned.'
This man was sitting quietly reading his paper one morning, peacefully enjoying himself, when his wife sneaks up behind him and whacks him on the back of his head with a huge frying pan.
MAN: "What was that for?"
WIFE: "What was that piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Marylou written on it?"
MAN: "Oh honey, remember two weeks ago when I went to the horse races? Marylou was the name of one of the horses I bet on."
The wife looked all satisfied, apologizes, and goes off to do work around the house. Three days later he is once again sitting in his chair reading and she repeats the frying pan swatting.
MAN: "What was that for this time?"
WIFE: "Your horse phoned."
A man is sitting at a bar one night, wearing a fancy new watch, covered with buttons and lights and dials. The woman next to him says, "Wow, that's a really fancy watch." "Thanks, says the guy, "It's the cutting edge of technology. I can telepathically ask this watch anything I want to know, and it'll answer me, telepathically." "Rubbish, you're having me on," says the girl. "No, it's true," says that guy. "Look, tell you what, I'll prove it. I'll ask it if you've got any panties on." The guy scrunches up his eyes for a moment, as if concentrating hard to talk to his watch, then opens them and says, "Nope, it says you haven't got any panties on." "Well, it's wrong," says the girl, "I do have panties on." "Damn," says the guy, slapping his watch, "it's an hour fast!" bar, drinking
A Day At The Races "A man is sitting at his kitchen table reading a newspaper.
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This man was sitting quietly reading his paper one morning, peacefully enjoying himself, when his wife sneaks up behind him and wacks him on the back of his head with a huge frying pan. Man:' What was that for?'
Wife:' What was that piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Marylou written on it?' Man:' Oh honey, remember two weeks ago when I went to the horse races? Marylou was the name of one of the horses I bet on.' The wife looked all satisfied and goes off to work around the house. Three days later he is once again sitting in his chair reading and she repeats the frying pan swatting. Man:' What the hell was that for this time?' Wife:' Your horse called.'