“Hey, lover,” said the hipster to the beautiful chick he’d jut met, “have you ever been picked up by the fuzz?”
“No” she answered, “but I bet it really hurts.”

“You and your husband don’t seem to have and awful lot in common,” said the new tenant’s neighbor. “Why on earth did you get married?” “I suppose it was the old business of opposites attract,” was the reply. “He wasn’t pregnant and I was.”

They did a survey of gays and discovered that in twenty percent of the cases, their homosexuality was hereditary. The other eighty percent were sucked into it.

An attractive woman was asked by the party host whether she would like another drink. “No I mustn’t, she replied. “My husband limits me to one drink.” “Why is that?” asked the host. “Because,” she replied, “after one drink I can feel it, and after two drinks anyone can!”