My Luck

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Stevie Wonder and Tiger Woods are in a bar talking about golf and singing.

Woods turns to Wonder and says, “How is the singing career going?”

Stevie Wonder replies, “Not too bad! How’s the golf?”

Woods replies: “Not too bad, I’ve had some problems with my swing, but I think I’ve got that right now.”

Stevie says, “I always find that when my swing goes wrong, I need to stop playing for a while and not think about it. Then, the next time I play, it seems to be all right.”

Tiger asks, “You play golf?”

Wonder replies, “Oh yeah, I’ve been playing for years.”

And Woods says, “But you’re blind. How can you play golf if you’re blind?”

Wonder replies, “I get my caddy to stand in the middle of the fairway and call to me. I listen for the sound of his voice and play the ball towards him. Then, when I get to where the ball lands, the caddy moves to the green or farther down the fairway and again I play the ball towards his voice.”

“But how do you putt?” asks Woods.

“Well,” Stevie says, “I get my caddy to lean down in front of the hole and call to me with his head on the ground and I just play the ball towards his voice.”

Woods asks, “What’s your handicap?”

Stevie says, “Well, I’m a scratch golfer.”

Woods, incredulous, says to Stevie: “We’ve got to play a round sometime.”

Wonder replies, “Well, people don’t take me seriously, so I only play for money, and never play for less than $10,000 a hole.”

Woods thinks about it and says, “OK, I’m game for that, when would you like to play?”

Stevie says, “Pick a night!”
 
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A large woman, wearing a sleeveless sun dress, walked into a bar in London. She raised her right arm, revealing a huge, hairy armpit as she pointed to all the people sitting at the bar and asked, "What man here will buy a lady a drink?"

The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her. But down at the end of the bar, an owly-eyed drunk slammed his hand down on the counter and bellowed, "Give the Ballerina a drink!"

The bartender poured the drink and the woman chugged it down in one. She turned to the patrons and again pointed around at all of them, revealing the same hairy armpit, and asked, "What man here will buy a lady a drink?" Once again, the same little drunk slapped his money down on the bar and boomed, "Give the Ballerina another drink!"

The bartender approached the little drunk and said, "I say, old chap, it's your business if you want to buy the lady a drink, but why do you keep calling her the Ballerina?'"

"As far as I'm concerned," the drunk replied, "Any woman who can lift her leg that high has got to be a Ballerina!"
 
A blonde, a brunette, and a redhead walk into a restaurant.

They’re having a great time, so they leave their waitress a massive tip. Overjoyed, the waitress leans in and whispers, “I have a secret. In the women’s restroom, there’s a magical mirror. If you tell it something true, you’ll be rewarded. But if you lie… poof—you disappear.”

Intrigued, the three women rush to the restroom.

The brunette steps up first, smirking. “I think I’m the most beautiful person in this restaurant.” Poof! A million dollars appears in her hands.

The redhead, not to be outdone, confidently declares, “I think I’m the smartest person in this restaurant.” Instantly, a Lamborghini key materializes in her purse.

Finally, the blonde, practically bouncing with excitement, steps up. “I think—” Poof!

She’s never seen again.
 


At one point during a game, the coach called one of his 9-year-old baseball players aside.

And asked, "Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?

"Yes, coach", replied the little boy. "

Do you understand that what matters is whether we win or lose together as a team?"

The little boy nodded in the affirmative.

"So," the coach continued, "I'm sure you know, when an out is called, you shouldn't argue,

curse the umpire, or call him an ******. Do you understand all that?"

Again, the little boy nodded in the affirmative.

The coach continued, "And when I take you out of the game so that another boy gets a chance to play,

it's not a dumb-a** decision or that the coach is a ******** is it?"

"No, coach."

"Good", said the coach. "Now go over there and explain all that to your grandmother.”
 

A family is driving along on holiday when a frog suddenly hops onto the road. The husband, who’s behind the wheel, slams on the brakes just in time.

Feeling compassionate, he gets out, carefully picks up the frog, and carries it to safety on the side of the road.

Grateful, the frog looks up at him and says, “Thank you! As a reward, I’ll grant you one wish.”

The man thinks for a moment and says, “Please make my dog win the next big race.”

The frog nods. “Sure, let me take a look at him.”

The car door opens, and out limps the dog—on three legs, waddling under its own weight, barely managing to move.

The frog stares. Blinks. Takes a deep breath. Then says, “Listen… this might be a bit beyond my skill set. Maybe you’d like to wish for something else?”

The man shrugs. “Alright, then make my wife win the next beauty contest in town.”

The frog nods. “Fair enough. Let’s see her.”

The wife steps out of the car and walks over.

The frog stares again. Blinks harder. Rubs its tiny green temples. Then, with a sigh, it turns back to the man and says,

“Uh… you mind if I take another look at that dog?
 
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