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Bubba went to Alabama on a football scholarship. He was a good running back, but a poor student.

At graduation day, Bubba didn’t have enough credits. But he was a  great football star and the students held a rally and demanded the dean give him a diploma anyway. They were so insistent that the dean agreed if Bubba could answer one question correctly he would give him a diploma.

The one question test was held in the auditorium and the students packed the place. It was standing room only.

The dean was on the stage and told Bubba to come up. The dean had the diploma in his hand and said, “Bubba, if you can answer this question correctly I’ll give you your diploma.” Bubba said he was ready and the dean asked him the question. “Bubba,” he said, “How much is three times seven?”

Bubba looked up at the ceiling and then down at his shoes, just pondering the question. The  students began chanting, “Graduate him anyway! Graduate him anyway!”

Then Bubba held up his hand and the auditorium became silent. Bubba said, “I think I know the answer. Three times seven is twenty-one.”

A hush fell over the auditorium and the Alabama students began another chant. “Give him another chance! Give him another chance!”

A Japanese couple is having an argument over ways of performing highly erotic sex :

Husband : Sukitaki.

Wife replies : Kowanini !

Husband says : Toka a anji rodi roumi yakoo !

Wife on her knees literally begging : Mimi nakoundinda tinkouji !

Husband replies angrily : Na miaou kina Tim kouji !

I can’t believe you just sat and tried to read this . As if you understand Japanese !

Unbelievable !

I knew you would read anything as long as it is about sex.  You need help !!

Ole was hunting geese up in the Minnesota woods.

He leaned the old 16 gauge against the corner of the blind to take a leak. As luck would have it, his foolish dog Dawson knocked the gun over, it went off and Ole took most of an ounce of #4 in the groin.

Several hours later, lying in a Duluth hospital bed, he came to and there was his doctor, Sven. “Vell Ole, I got some good news and some bad news. Da good news is dat you are going to be OK. Da damage vas local to your groin, dere was very little internal damage, and I vas able to remove all of da buckshot.”

“What’s the bad news?”, asks Ole

“The bad news is dat dere vas some pretty extensive buckshot damage done to your pecker. I’m going to have to refer you to my sister, Lena ..”

“Well, I guess that isn’t too bad,” says Ole. “Is your sister a plastic surgeon?”

“Not exactly,” Sven says. “She’s a flute player in da Minneapolis Symphony Orchestra.

And because all you have is Obamacare, She’s going to teach you vhere to put your fingers, so you don’t pee in your eye.”