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Clinton's Dilemma!

I'm quite distressed now in my life! I've always thought ahead!
Made love to someone else's wife and now she's in my bed!
She won't get up...she won't get out! No matter what I say!
I beg! I plead! I scream and shout! Her mind's made up to stay!
It was over before you really knew it...I think she's really MAD!
I think this time I really 'BLEW IT', But I gave her ALL I had!
She says "Your job, your friends, your kid, your wife...none of them matter!"
Wish I had known before I did...I mean before I'd had her!
I've got to get her out of here! For other's help...I've sent!
You say to me...'Why should I care?' Well...I'm your PRESIDENT!




I Married A 'Mama's Boy'

He didn't like my casserole, He didn't touch my cake.
He said my biscuits were way too hard...Not like his MOTHER used to make.
I didn't perk his coffee right...He didn't eat my stew.
I didn't mend his socks just so...The way his MOTHER used to do.
I didn't make the beds up right...He found dirt lying on the floor.
Both sinks were full of dishes...I can't take this anymore!
I pondered for an answer...Until finally I knew.
I turned around and smacked him hard!...Just like his MOTHER used to do!




REMEMBERING?

I hate the heat! I hate the cold! I hate the fact I'm getting old!
I can't stand straight! I can't bend down! I can't remember things...I've found!
My family doesn't look the same. Except for one...what was his name?
My food don't taste the way it did, when I was young and just a kid.
And sex...Oh yeah! I remember when, I was always ready to do 'it' again!
Can't do much now...in so much pain! Oh, but I can tell when its about to rain!

I stare all day at my TV...Don't hear too well and I can barely see.
Just met someone I thought I knew. He talked just like he knew me too.
He said that his first name was Jane...Sometimes I think everyone's insane!
Listen real close to what I say! You might be just like me someday!
This bad, I did not think I'd be...Heck, I'm only turning fifty-three!


AFTER GRADUATION

I can't wait to get out of this place...and join the rest of the human race!
I'll walk right up and get my degree...There's no more learnin out there for me!
A 'Life-of-Luxury' just around the bend. Find me a mate from among my kin!
Sit on my tail! Collect a welfare check! Not gonna work..I might break my neck!
Have lots of kids and watch them grow. One might be normal, you just don't know!
Win me a lottery! Build a cement pond! Leave my wife and kids for a sexy blonde!
Enjoy my life...laying on my back! Die having sex...from a heart attack!



CONFESSIONS OF LOVE

I have to tell you this today...I love you so!...in every way!
You know you mean the world to me...A better wife you could not be!
You're very cute and OH so smart...I hope I never break your heart!
You've aged quite well, that's easy to see...I don't know how you put up with me!
We don't know what life has in store. As time goes by...I just love you more!
This way, it always hasn't been...because of my desire to sin.
Those girls meant nothing! You know that's true! I'm sorry, Hun! I thought you knew?



WHY?

Why are most people not too smart...and some are very bright?
Why was Mabeline born black?...and why was I born white?
Why does a bat have any eyes? And why a dog...a tail?
And what determines if you're born a girl or just a male?
Why elephants have big ears...why aren't they born with small?
Why does a cat land on 'all-fours'?...why doesn't it just fall?
Why are there viruses and germs that make you really sick?
Why some species have rough hides and others are real slick?
Why humans have a brain so large...enabling us to think?
Have we fixed this y2k or will computers still 'go-on-the-brink'?
Why true-love's blind? Young couples say, "Our marriage is really fine!"
When later asked about their kids, he says, "That one's not mine!"
Why do things happen as they do? I've wondered and I've thought!
I'm glad they do, I'm telling you! Thank GOD!...for what I've got!



NUMBER 'ONE'

You insist you're my number-one soul-mate!
Is it my luck...or is it fate?
Is this thing really meant to be?
Or are there others out there for me?
Maybe a blonde? Maybe brunette?
Have I ever met them yet?
Might be a lot? Or just a few?
I think I'll wait for number "TWO"!


LITTLE-ONE?

I have this urge each time you're near. But I really have this awful fear!
I'm worried what you might think of me...when you get a look at what you'd see!
You'd wonder if it's fake or real! I'm scared of how you'd really feel.
Wish it were large, but it's quite small! I don't have a big one after all!
I hope you'll take my little thing...a five-karat diamond engagement ring!


WOULD YOU?

The time has come for me to say...what has been on my mind!
I tried to tell you the other day, but you were hard to find!
You don't know me too well, I know, but that, I hope will change.
If only you just won't say "NO", perhaps we could arrange
to meet just once and talk awhile. Would really mean a lot!
Sit next to you and watch you smile, and show you what I've got!
A card for you, with just two lines...states what I'd like to say!

Would you be my Valentine?

___Yes ___Maybe ___NO-WAY!



Hillbilly Love

Little Betty Lou just fell in love. She planned to marry Joe.
She was so happy about it all, she told her Pappy so.
Pappy told her, "My dear Betty Lou, you'll just have to find another."
"I'd just as soon your Maw don't know, but Joe is your half-brother!"
So, Betty forgot about her Joe and planned to marry Will.
But after telling Pappy this, he said, "There's trouble still!"
"You can't marry Will, my gal, and please don't tell your mother..."
"Cause Will and Joe and several more around I know is your half-brothers!"
But Maw found out and whispered to her girl, "Do whatever makes you happy."
"You can marry Will or marry Joe...for you ain't no kin to Pappy!"


My Aging Wife
It is important for men to remember that as women grow older, it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when they were younger. When you notice this, try not to yell at them.

Some are oversensitive and there's nothing worse than an oversensitive woman who may also be experiencing men-a-pause. My name is Bob. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Cathy. When I took 'early retirement' last year, it became necessary for Cathy to get a full-time job, both for the extra income and for the health benefits that we needed.

Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age. I usually get home from the golf course about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I don't yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table. I generally have lunch at the Men's Grill at the club, so 'eating-out' is not reasonable. I'm ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit the door.

She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it's not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner. I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they won't clean themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.

Another symptom of her aging is her complaining, I think. For example, she will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour. But, boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just smile and offer polite, constructive encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn't hurt her any...(if you know what I mean). I like to think tact is one of my strong points.

When doing simiple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest periods. She had to take a break just the other day when she was only half finished mowing the yard. I try not to make a scene...knowing her as I do. I'm a fair man! I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. And...as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me too.

I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Cathy. I'm not saying that showing this much consideration is easy. Many men would find it difficult. Some would find it impossible! Nobody knows better that I, how frustrating and unpredictable women get as they get older. However, guys, even If you were to use just a little more tact and less criticism with your aging wife because of this article, I will consider that writing it was well worthwhile! After all, we are put on this earth to help each other...Bob

EDITOR'S NOTE: Bob died suddenly yesterday. He was found with a Calloway extra-long 50-inch Big Bertha Driver rammed up his backside with only 2 inches of grip showing...His wife, Cathy, was arrested, but the all-woman Grand Jury accepted her defense that he accidentally sat down on it.

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