Shipwrecked on an Island

[Robalo]

A Lonely Man on a Beach...


A man washed up on a beach after a shipwreck. Only a sheep and
a sheepdog were washed-up with him. After looking around, he
realized that they were stranded on a deserted island.


After being there awhile, he got into the habit
of taking his two animal companions to the
beach every evening to watch the sunset.


One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red
with beautiful cirrus clouds, the breeze was
warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.


As they sat there, the sheep started looking better
and better to the lonely man. Soon, he leaned over
to the sheep and put his arm around it.


The sheepdog, ever-protective of the sheep,
growled fiercely until the man took his
arm from around the sheep.


After that, the three of them continued
to enjoy the sunsets together, but
there was no more cuddling.


A few weeks passed-by and, lo and behold,
there was another shipwreck. The only
survivor was Hillary Clinton.


That evening, the man brought Hillary to the
evening beach ritual. It was another beautiful
evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and
gentle breeze - perfect for a night of romance.


Pretty soon, the man started to get those feelings
again. He fought the urges as long as he could but
he finally gave-in and leaned over to Hillary and
told her he hadn't had sex for months.


Hillary batted her eyelashes and asked if
there was anything she could do for him.


He said, 'You could take the dog for a walk.'


BTW, the shipwrecked man was Bill Clinton.

[Puddle pirate]

Bwaaaaahahahahahahaha that is awesome

[boom]

Lol

[JT]

I cant blame him. Id become a monk or just crawl in a deep, dark cave and hide before Id consider that.

[Robalo]

I cant blame him. Id become a monk or just crawl in a deep, dark cave and hide before Id consider that.

Lemme see, a sheep or Hellary-come her sheepy, daddy's got something for ya.

[Termo]

A Lonely Man on a Beach...


A man washed up on a beach after a shipwreck. Only a sheep and
a sheepdog were washed-up with him. After looking around, he
realized that they were stranded on a deserted island.


After being there awhile, he got into the habit
of taking his two animal companions to the
beach every evening to watch the sunset.


One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red
with beautiful cirrus clouds, the breeze was
warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.


As they sat there, the sheep started looking better
and better to the lonely man. Soon, he leaned over
to the sheep and put his arm around it.


The sheepdog, ever-protective of the sheep,
growled fiercely until the man took his
arm from around the sheep.


After that, the three of them continued
to enjoy the sunsets together, but
there was no more cuddling.


A few weeks passed-by and, lo and behold,
there was another shipwreck. The only
survivor was Hillary Clinton.


That evening, the man brought Hillary to the
evening beach ritual. It was another beautiful
evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and
gentle breeze - perfect for a night of romance.


Pretty soon, the man started to get those feelings
again. He fought the urges as long as he could but
he finally gave-in and leaned over to Hillary and
told her he hadn't had sex for months.


Hillary batted her eyelashes and asked if
there was anything she could do for him.


He said, 'You could take the dog for a walk.'


BTW, the shipwrecked man was Bill Clinton.

OK Jerry....gotta give ya that one. Good one!!

here's one for you...

Ex-Governor Bush Called Former President Clinton one afternoon.

"Hello, Bill? It's Dubya. Say, I've been meanin' ta ask ya sumthin'. How did you do so well with the ladies when you were president?"

"I'll tell ya, George. The trick is to dazzle them with charm and intelligent conversation."

"Yeah, but what can I do?" asked Bush.

Clinton paused. "Well, George, if all else fails, try puttin' a potato down your pants. That works every time."

The next week, Bush called Clinton again.

"Bill? Dubya. Laura was in Crawford over the weekend and I got to go stag to the embassy ball. I tried the potato trick, but all the ladies kept their distance."

"I know, I saw the ball on C-SPAN," laughed Clinton. "Next time, try puttin' the potato down the front of your pants."

[Robalo]

OK Jerry....gotta give ya that one. Good one!!

here's one for you...

Ex-Governor Bush Called Former President Clinton one afternoon.

"Hello, Bill? It's Dubya. Say, I've been meanin' ta ask ya sumthin'. How did you do so well with the ladies when you were president?"

"I'll tell ya, George. The trick is to dazzle them with charm and intelligent conversation."

"Yeah, but what can I do?" asked Bush.

Clinton paused. "Well, George, if all else fails, try puttin' a potato down your pants. That works every time."

The next week, Bush called Clinton again.

"Bill? Dubya. Laura was in Crawford over the weekend and I got to go stag to the embassy ball. I tried the potato trick, but all the ladies kept their distance."

"I know, I saw the ball on C-SPAN," laughed Clinton. "Next time, try puttin' the potato down the front of your pants."

Yeppir-that's an Aggie Joke also-the way I heard it was an aggie on spring break at S. Padre. Good one Termo!!!