The Six Affairs

The 1st Affair

A married man was having an affair
With his secretary..

One day they went to her place
And made love all afternoon.

Exhausted, they fell asleep
And woke up at 8 PM.

The man hurriedly dressed
And told his lover to take his shoes
Outside and rub them in the grass and dirt.

He put on his shoes and drove home.

‘Where have you been?’ his wife demanded.

‘I can’t lie to you,’ he replied,

‘I’m having an affair with my secretary.
We had sex all afternoon.’

She looked down at his shoes and said:

‘You lying bastard!
You’ve been playing golf!’

The 2nd Affair

A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters
But always talked about having a son.

They decided to try one last time
For the son they always wanted

The wife got pregnant
And delivered a healthy baby boy.

The joyful father rushed to the nursery
To see his new son.

He was horrified at the ugliest child
He had ever seen.

He told his wife: ‘There’s no way I can
Be the father of this baby.
Look at the two beautiful daughters I fathered!
Have you been fooling around behind my back?’

The wife smiled sweetly and replied:
‘No, not this time!’

The 3rd Affair

A mortician was working late one night.

He examined the body of Mr. Schwartz,
About to be cremated,
And made a startling discovery.
Schwartz had the largest private part
He had ever seen!

‘I’m sorry Mr. Schwartz,’ the mortician
Commented, ‘I can’t allow you to be cremated
With such an impressive private part.
It must be saved for posterity..’

So, he removed it,
Stuffed it into his briefcase,
And took it home.

‘I have something to show
You won’t believe,’ he said to his wife,
Opening his briefcase.

‘My God!’ the wife exclaimed,
‘Schwartz is dead!’

The 4th Affair

A woman was in bed with her lover
When she heard her husband
Opening the front door.

‘Hurry,’ she said, ‘stand in the corner.’

She rubbed baby oil all over him,
Then dusted him with talcum powder.

‘Don’t move until I tell you,’
She said. ‘Pretend you’re a statue.’

‘What’s this?’ the husband inquired
As he entered the room..

‘Oh it’s a statue,’ she replied.
‘The Smiths bought one and I liked it
So I got one for us, too.’

No more was said,
Not even when they went to bed.

Around 2 AM the husband got up,
Went to the kitchen and returned
With a sandwich and a beer.

‘Here,’ he said to the statue, ‘have this.
I stood like that for two days at the Smiths
And nobody offered me a damned thing.’

The 5th Affair

A man walked into a cafe,
Went to the bar and ordered a beer.

‘Certainly, Sir, that’ll be one cent.’

‘One Cent?’ the man exclaimed.

He glanced at the menu and asked:
‘How much for a nice juicy steak
And a bottle of wine?’

‘A nickel,’ the barman replied.

‘A nickel?’ exclaimed the man.
‘Where’s the guy who owns this place?’

The bartender replied:
‘Upstairs, with my wife.’

The man asked: ‘What’s he doing upstairs
With your wife?’

The bartender replied:
‘The same thing I’m doing
To his business down here.’

The 6th & Best Affair

Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside.

He looked up and said weakly:
‘I have something I must confess.’

‘There’s no need to, ‘his wife replied.

‘No,’ he insisted,
‘I want to die in peace.
I slept with your sister, your best friend,
Her best friend, and your mother!’

‘I know,’ she replied.
‘Now just rest and let the poison work.’

Det tager kun 5 minutter

Manden kom krybende over i konens side af sengen…..”skal vi lege Fakta?…..det tager kun 5 min……..”

Fakta har lukket, men prøv Silvan, ” de gør det selv” …..

Forklaring tak!

De havde været gift i tyve år. Manden ville kun elske i mørke, og konen ville have ham fra den fjollede vane, så under en romantisk og højlydt omgang tændte hun lyset og så manden med en dildo i hånden!

‘Din impotente skid! I alle de år har du løjet for mig! Du har noget at forklare!’

Han så hende lige i øjnene og sagde roligt: ‘Okay. Jeg forklarer legetøjet – du forklarer børnene…’

Hvem vil være millionær

En aften hjemme hos Jes Dorff Petersen fra “Hvem vil være millionær”:

Kone: Ih, jeg troede vi skulle dyrke sex i aften?
Jes: Nej, jeg er alt for træt.

Kone: Og det er dit svar?
Jes: Ja, det er mit svar.

Kone: Er du sikker?
Jes: Ja, jeg er sikker.

Kone: Er du helt sikker?
Jes: Ja, jeg er helt sikker.

Kone: Og det er dit endelige svar?
Jes: Ja, det er mit endelige svar.

Kone: Godt, så vil jeg gerne ringe til en ven

The 6 affairs

THE 1ST AFFAIR

A married man was having an affair with his secretary.

One day they went to her place and made love all afternoon.

Exhausted, they fell asleep and woke up at 8 PM.

The man hurriedly dressed and told his lover to take his shoes outside and rub them in the grass and dirt.

He put on his shoes and drove home.

‘Where have you been?’ his wife demanded.

‘I can’t lie to you,’ he replied, ‘I’m having an affair with my secretary. We had sex all afternoon.’

She looked down at his shoes and said:

‘You lying bastard! You’ve been playing golf!’

THE 2ND AFFAIR

A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters but always talked about having a son.

They decided to try one last time for the son they always wanted.

The wife got pregnant and delivered a healthy baby boy.

The joyful father rushed to the nursery to see his new son.

He was horrified at the ugliest child he had ever seen.

He told his wife: ‘There’s no way I can be the father of this baby. Look at the two beautiful daughters I fathered! Have you been fooling around behind my back?’

The wife smiled sweetly and replied: ‘No, not this time!’

THE 3RD AFFAIR

A mortician was working late one night.

He examined the body of Mr. Schwartz, about to be cremated, and made a startling discovery. Schwartz had the largest private part he had ever seen!

‘I’m sorry Mr. Schwartz,’ the mortician commented, ‘I can’t allow you to be cremated with such an impressive private part. It must be saved for posterity.’

So, he removed it, stuffed it into his briefcase, and took it home.

‘I have something to show you won’t believe,’ he said to his wife, opening his briefcase.

‘My God!’ the wife exclaimed, ‘Schwartz is dead!’

THE 4TH AFFAIR

A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband opening the front door.

‘Hurry,’ she said, ‘stand in the corner.’

She rubbed baby oil all over him, and then dusted him with talcum powder.

‘Don’t move until I tell you,’ she said. ‘Pretend you’re a statue.’

‘What’s this?’ The husband inquired as he entered the room. ‘Oh it’s a statue,’ she replied. ‘The Smith’s bought one and I liked it so I got one for us, too.’

No more was said, not even when they went to bed.

Around 2 AM the husband got up, went to the kitchen and returned with a sandwich and a beer.

‘Here,’ he said to the statue. ‘Have this. I stood like that for two days at the Smith’s and nobody offered me a damned thing.’

THE 5TH AFFAIR

A man walked into a cafe, went to the bar and ordered a beer.

‘Certainly, Sir, that’ll be one cent.’

‘One cent?’ the man exclaimed…

He glanced at the menu and asked: ‘How much for a nice juicy steak and a bottle of wine?’

‘A nickel,’ the barman replied.

‘A nickel?’ exclaimed the man. ‘Where’s the guy who owns this place?’

The bartender replied: ‘Upstairs, with my wife.’

The man asked: ‘What’s he doing upstairs with your wife?’

The bartender replied: ‘The same thing I’m doing to his business down here.’

THE 6TH & BEST AFFAIR

Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside.

He looked up and said weakly: ‘I have something I must confess.’

‘There’s no need to, ‘his wife replied.

‘No,’ he insisted, ‘I want to die in peace.
I slept with your sister, your best friend, her best friend and your mother!’
‘I know,’ she replied. ‘Now just rest and let the poison work.

Forstående kone

En ven af mig – lidt oppe i årene – fortalte mig forleden denne historie:

Efter at have været gift i 44 år, tog jeg en dag et kritisk blik på konen og sagde derfor til hende:

“Elskede, for 44 år siden havde vi en billig lejlighed, en billig bil, vi sov på sofaen i stuen, og så på et 10-tommers sort/hvid TV, men jeg gik hver aften i seng med en hed kvinde på 25 år!”

“Nu har jeg et hus til 4 millioner, en bil til 750.000, en kæmpestor dobbeltseng og et 50-tommers fladskærms-TV, men jeg må hver aften gå i seng med en træt kvinde på 65! Så vidt jeg kan se, er du ikke fulgt med her!”

Min kone er egentligt en ganske fornuftig kvinde. Hun sagde blot: “Gå du bare ud og find dig en hed tøs på 25 år, så skal jeg straks sørge for, at du igen får: En billig lejlighed, en billig bil, en sofaseng og et billigt sort/hvid TV!”

Den utro ægtemand

En kvinde kommer hjem og finder sin ægtemand i sengen med en smuk ung pige.
Hun konfronterer ham selvfølgelig omgående med anklagen. “Hvor kunne du, din respektløse gris, være mig, moderen til dine børn, utro og så her i vores eget hjem……..?? Jeg vil skilles og flytter med det samme!!!”

Manden: “Vent lige lidt, jeg kan sagtens forklare det…”
Kvinden: “Ok så, men så vil det også være det sidste jeg hører fra dig….”

Manden begynder at forklare: “Ser du, på vej hjem tog jeg en blaffer op.
Hun virkede så forsvarsløs at jeg holdt ind og tog hende med. Jeg kunne se, at hun var meget tynd og ikke særlig varmt påklædt. Desuden var hun meget snavset og nævnte, at hun ikke havde spist i 3 dage.

Af lutter medlidenhed tog jeg hende med hjem og varmede den mad jeg lavede til dig i aftes, men som du ikke spiste, fordi du var bange for at tage på.
Den stakkels pige kastede sig nærmest over maden.

Eftersom hun var så snavset spurgte jeg hende om hun ville have et bad.
Mens hun var i bad lagde jeg mærke til at hendes tøj også var snavset og fyldt med huller. Så jeg gav hende et par bukser, som du ikke har haft på et par år fordi de er for stramme. Jeg gav hende også den bluse som du havde fået af mig på din fødselsdag, men som du aldrig har på fordi jeg har dårlig smag.

Hun fik også den trøje min søster gav dig til jul, som du aldrig tager på
– fordi du ikke kan lide min søster. Desuden fik hun det par støvler du købte for nyligt i en dyr butik, som du aldrig har på fordi en kollega har et par mage til.”

Manden fortsætter fortællingen:

“Pigen var meget taknemmelig og jeg fulgte hende ud. Ved døren vendte hun sig om med tårer i øjnene og spurgte om jeg har andet min kone ikke bruger…..”

Lost Wife

A geezer walks up to a beautiful woman in a shopping mall.

“Excuse me” he says “But I’ve lost my wife here somewhere and I can’t find her. Could you please help me?”

“What do you need me to do?” asks the woman.

“Just stand here and talk to me” the man replies.

“How’s that going to help?” she asks.

“No idea really…but every time I talk to a woman with hooters like yours, my wife appears out of nowhere!!”

Til min elskede kone

TIL MIN ELSKEDE KONE.

I løbet af det sidste år har jeg prøvet at forføre dig 365 gange.
Jeg har haft succes 36 gange.
Dette er et gennemsnit på én gang hver 10. dag.
Det følgende er en liste over, hvorfor det ikke lykkedes:

Vi vækker børnene – 8 gange
Det er for varmt – 6 gange
Det er for koldt – 6 gange
Jeg er for træt – 42 gange
Det er for tidligt – 7 gange
Det er for sent – 23 gange
Foregive at sove – 49 gange
Vinduerne er åbne – 9 gange
Rygsmerter – 16 gange
Det månedlige – 70 gange
Tandpine – 4 gange
For fuld – 9 gange
Ikke i humør – 44 gange
Du ødelægger min frisure – 9 gange
Jeg skal se fjernsyn – 11 gange
Selskab ved siden af – 8 gange
Børnene er oppe – 8 gange
Total – 329 gange

Tror du, at det er mugligt for dig at forbedre din rekord ????
Din for altid

P. S.
Ud af de 36 gange jeg fik lov:

9 gange tyggede du tyggegummi.
11 gange fortalte du mig, at jeg skulle skynde mig at blive færdig.
6 gange så du fjernsyn hele tiden.
9 gange måtte jeg vække dig og fortælle dig, at vi var færdige.
1 gang troede jeg, at jeg havde gjort dig fortræd, fordi jeg syntes, jeg mærkede, at du bevægede dig.

Natkjolen

En mand går ind i et stormagasin for at købe den tyndeste natkjole til sin kone, som han kan finde . Ekspedienten finder en tynd natkjole frem, og siger at den koster 800 kr.

“Har I ikke en lidt tyndere?” spørger manden.

Ekspedienten finder nu en frem til 1.500 kr.

“Der må være en, der er tyndere”, siger manden til ekspedienten.

Hun finder nu en særdeles tynd natkjole frem til 2.450 kr.

“Den tager jeg.”, siger manden.

Manden tager nu hjem til sin kone, som han giver pakken, og beder hende om
at tage den på, og komme og vise den for ham.

Konen går ind i soveværelset for at tage den på, men da hun åbner pakken og
ser natkjolen, tænker hun: “Den natkjole er så tynd, at han ikke vil opdage om jeg har den på eller ej. Jeg kan aflevere natkjolen, og få pengene udbetalt, og han vil aldrig finde ud af det.”

Konen kommer nu splitternøgen ind i stuen og poserer for manden, og
spørger, hvad han synes om den.
Mandens eneste kommentar er imidlertid:
“Til den pris kunne de i det mindste have strøget den.”