26
Jul

Dr Feel Good


Slay.me Joke of the DayAn elderly couple go to a physician complaining of non-specific sexual dysfunction, and ask the doctor if he will watch them having sex to determine if anything is wrong.

After their romantic session, the MD assures them that everything seems fine and sends them on their way.

One week later, they are back with the same complaint, and perform under his judgemental eye once more.

Again, everything seems perfectly normal and he tells them so.

Again, in one week’s time, they appear and have sex while he watches. The MD, confused, tells them “Look, this is the third time you’ve been in here, and NOTHING is wrong with the way you make love! What’s really going on here?”

“Well,” the elderly gentleman replies, “you see, we’re both married, but not to each other. So I can’t go to her place, and she can’t go to my place. Now Howard Johnson’s charges $45 for a room, but you charge $35 for an office visit, plus we can write off 30% of this to Medicare.”

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25
Jul

The Yom Kippur Golfing Rabbi


Slay.me Joke of the DayIt is Yom Kippur, the holiest day of the year. An angel peers off a cloud, looking far down below onto a golf course, and what does he see? Why, it’s a rabbi. And he’s playing golf on Yom Kippur.

“Lordy, lordy, there’s a rabbi down there playing golf on the holiest day of the year…” the angel cries, as he jabs big G in the ribs.

“…Whatcha gonna do ?”

“Oh, I’ll fix him, watch this!” cackles the Lord.

So the angel watches the rabbi as he lifts his golf club high over his shoulder, preparing to tee off. WHACK! goes his ball, high into the air, higher, higher, higher, and then it seems to stop in mid air, and then slowly accelerate back down towards… towards… towards…? Towards the hole, and PLUNK, a hole in one.

“Hey, I thought you were going to punish him. He just got a hole in one!” complains the angel.

“You don’t understand…” replies God, “…who can he tell??”

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24
Jul

State of the Art Hearing Aid


Slay.me Joke of the DayA man was telling his neighbor, ‘I just bought a new hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars, but it’s state of the art.. It’s perfect.’

‘Really,’ answered the neighbor . ‘What kind is it?’

‘Twelve thirty..’

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