My grief councillor died last week.
Luckily for me, though, he was very good at his job, because I really don’t give a shit.
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My grief councillor died last week.
Luckily for me, though, he was very good at his job, because I really don’t give a shit.
My father ran the marathon but my mother ran the 100 meter dash so I grew up with mixed race parents.
What’s long, hard and given to most Polish Women at Least once a month?
A GED Test
What’s long, hard to get your tongue around, and given to a Polish woman by her husband on her wedding night?
His last name.
My wife complained that I don’t treat her like I did when we were dating.
So I took her to dinner and dropper her off at her parent’s house.
Like my Grandad always says, go the extra mile in every job that you do.
Lovely man, terrible train driver
What’s black and always in the back of a police car?
The seats.
Two Irish women were out in the field digging up potatoes.
One of them pulls out a huge one and says, “Ah, it’s just like my husband’s penis.”
The other gasps, “Oh? that big?”
The first shakes her head and says, “No. That dirty.”