An 85-year-old man was requested by his doctor for a sperm count as part of
his physical exam. The doctor gave the man a jar and said, "Take this jar
home and bring back a semen sample tomorrow."

The next day the 85-year-old man reappeared at the doctor's office and gave
him the jar, which was as clean and empty as it was on the previous day.

The doctor asked what happened and the man explained, "Well, doc, it's like
this - first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my
left hand, but still nothing. Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with
her right hand, then with her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, still nothing.

We even called up Arlene, the lady next door and she tried too, first with
both hands, then an armpit, and she even tried squeezing' it between her
knees, but still nothing.

The doctor was shocked! "You asked your neighbor?"



The old man replied, "Yep, none of us could get the jar open."

 

lmao... how's the world treatin' ya mag

 

The wolds treating me pretty good, it's my own damn bad luck that drives me to drinkin'.

How bout yourself?

 

drinkin alsways solved a lot of problems for me hell if it wasn't for bad luck i'd have no wife i mean luck at all

 

 

Good one Matt!

 

Sweeeeet.

Sent that bad boy off in an email.