An old man is sitting on the park bench crying. Another old
man sits down next to him and says, "Mister, what's the
problem?"
The old man wipes the tears from his eyes and explains, "I've
got this beautiful, 35 year old wife, and all she wants to do is
make love from the moment I walk in the door till the moment
we go to sleep and then when we wake up again."
"So, what the hell is the problem?"
"Mister, you don't understand... I forgot where I live!"Another old
man sits down next to him and says, "Mister, what's the
problem?"
The old man wipes the tears from his eyes and explains, "I've
got this beautiful, 35 year old wife, and all she wants to do is
make love from the moment I walk in the door till the moment
we go to sleep and then when we wake up again."
"So, what the hell is the problem?"
"Mister, you don't understand... I forgot where I live!"

Q: What did the dumb blond say to the large breasted waitress after 
reading her name tag?
   A: What did you name the other one!! 

Q: What would you call the Flintstones if they were black?
A: Nigers.

Another Cow joke I attribute to my 'Ol chemestry prof was the placement of
a cow onto the roof.  I would presume a fairly storng roof, but once up
there it would be hard to hide the fact to the cow that any direction would
be down.

Another pratical joke involved the use of outhouses.  Once the target has
established himself you take up the slack on the attached rope which has
been measured to set up tremendious harmonics in the structure.  When the
rope transfers your strumming to the outhouse, it usually falls apart with
a most revieling nature..

   Miracle Bra Alternative
   A husband, tired of his wife asking him how she looks, buys her a full
   length mirror. This
   does little to help, as now she just stands in front of the mirror,
   looking at herself, asking
   him how she looks.
   One day, fresh out of the shower, she is yet again in front of the
   mirror, now complaining
   that her breasts are too small.
   Uncharacteristically, the husband comes up with a suggestion. "If you
   want your breasts to
   grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between
   your breasts for a few
   seconds."
   Willing to try anything, the wife fetches a piece of toilet paper, and
   stands in front of the
   mirror, rubbing it between her breasts.
   "How long will this take?" she asks.
   "They'll grow gradually larger over a period of some years," he
   replies.
   The wife stops. "Why do you think rubbing a piece of toilet paper
   between my breasts
   everyday will make my breasts grow?" she asks.
   The husband shrugs. "Why not, it worked for your ass, didn't it?"