A businessman was preparing to go on a long business trip abroad, so he thought he’d buy his wife something to keep her occupied.
He went to a sex shop and explained his situation. The man there said, ‘ Well, I don’t know that I have anything that will keep her occupied for so many weeks, except, perhaps… The Magic Penis!’
The husband said, ‘The what’?
The salesman repeated, ‘The Magic Penis,’ and pulled out what seemed to be a very ordinary dildo.
The husband laughed, and said, ‘It looks like a dildo!’
The man then pointed to the door and said, ‘Magic Penis, door!’
The penis rose out of its box, darted over to the shop door and started pounding away at the keyhole.
The whole door shook wildly with vibrations, so much so, that a crack began to form down the center.
Then the salesman said, ‘Magic Penis, return to box!’ and the penis stopped and returned to the box.
The husband bought it and took it home to his wife.
After the husband had been gone a few days, the wife remembered the Magic Penis. She undressed, opened the box and said ‘Magic Penis, my vagina.’
The penis shot to her crotch. It was absolutely incredible. After three mind shattering orgasms, she became very exhausted and decided she’d had enough. She tried to pull it out, but it was firmly stuck.
Her husband had neglected to tell her how to turn it off so she put her clothes on, got in her car and started for the closest hospital.
On the way, another incredibly intense orgasm made her swerve all over the road.
A police traffic car was close by and the officer immediately pulled her over.
He asked for her license, and then asked how much she’d had to drink.
Gasping and twitching, the woman said, ‘I haven’t had anything to drink officer. You see, I’ve got this Magic Penis thing stuck in my crotch and it won’t stop screwing me rigid.’
The officer glared at her for a second, shook his head and replied, ‘Yeah right… Magic Penis, my ass’
The rest, as they say, is history !!!!
One Friday, I took a guest to Sagar Ratna Restaurant. I noticed that the waiter had a spoon in his shirt pocket.
I looked around and saw all the waiters had spoons in their pockets.
When the waiter came I inquired, “Why do you place the spoon in your pocket?”
He explained, “The boss hired McKinsey Consulting to reengineer our processes. They discovered the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. Approximately 3 spoons per table per hour are dropped. If our staff carry spoons, we can reduce the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift.”
As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replaced it with his spare one.
“I’ll get another spoon next time I go to the kitchen instead of making an extra trip to get it right now.”
I was impressed. I also noticed that there was a string hanging out of the Indian waiter’s zip. Looking around, I saw that all of the Indian waiters had the same string hanging from their zips. I asked the waiter, “Excuse me, can you tell me why you have that string there?”
Then the Indian waiter lowered his voice. “Not everyone is so observant. McKinsey also suggested we can save time in the restroom. By tying this string to the tip of our manhood, we can pull it out without touching it and eliminate the need to wash our hands, shortening the time spent in the restroom by 45%.”
I asked quietly, “After you get it out, how do you put it back in?”
He whispered, “Mckinsey didn’t mention that in report, so, “We use the spoon.”
The Malaysian MP…
🦉 A father told his 3 sons when he sent them to the university :
” I feel it’s my duty to provide you with the best possible education, and you do not owe me anything for that. However, I want you to show appreciation for it . . . “
As a token, please each of You put RM1,000 into my coffin when I die “
And so it happened. His sons became a doctor, a lawyer and a financial planner, each very successful financially . . .
When their father’s time had come and they were at their father’s furneral.
They remembered their father’s wish . . .
First, it was the doctor who put 20 x RM50 notes on the chest of the
Then, came the financial planner, who also put RM1,000 there.
Finally, it was the heartbroken lawyer’s turn. He dipped into his pocket,
took out his cheque book, wrote a cheque for RM3,000, placed it under his
father’s body, took-out the RM2,000 Cash and closed the
coffin’s lid . . .
He went on to become a member of Parliament in Malaysia
God bless Malaysia. . .
A married couple went to the hospital to have their baby delivered.
Upon their arrival, the doctor said he had invented a new machine that would transfer a portion of the mother’s pain to the baby’s father.
He asked if they were willing to try it out. they were both very much in favor of it.
The doctor set the pain transfer to 10%, for starters, explaining that even 10% was probably more pain the father had ever experienced before.
However, as the labor progressed, the husband felt fine and asked the doctor to go ahead and “kick it up a notch.”
The doctor then adjusted the machine to 20% pain transfer.
The husband was still feeling fine.
The doctor checked the husband’s blood pressure and was amazed at how well he was doing at this point, they decided to try for 50%. the husband continued to feel quite well.
Since the pain transfer was obviously helping out the wife considerably, the husband encouraged the doctor to transfer ALL the pain to him.
The wife delivered a healthy baby boy with virtually no pain.
She and her husband were ecstatic.
When they got home, the mail man was dead on the porch.