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Heard Any Good Ones: Part 2
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<blockquote data-quote="moreluck" data-source="post: 496003" data-attributes="member: 1246"><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: blue"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'">B*tches till the End......</span></span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">Man, I'll tell ya, women can be cold until the end!</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">The doctor, after an examination, sighed and said, 'I've got some bad news. You have cancer and you have 3 months to live and you'd best put your affairs in order.'</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">'Well, daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don't go so well. In this case, things aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have a martini.'</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">After 3 or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: blue"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'">There were some laughs and more martinis. They were eventually approached by some of the woman's old friends, who were curious as to what the two were celebrating.</span></span></span></span><span style="color: blue"></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">The woman told her friends they were drinking to her impending end, 'I've been diagnosed with AIDS.'</span></span></span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">The friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.</span></span></span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">After the friends left, the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered, 'Momma, I thought you said you were dying of cancer, and you just told your friends you were dying of AIDS! Why did you do that??'</span></span></span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">'Because I don't want any of those b*tches sleeping with your father after I'm gone.'</span></span></span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'"><span style="color: blue">And THAT, my friends, is what is called, 'Putting Your Affairs In order".</span></span></span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="moreluck, post: 496003, member: 1246"] [SIZE=3][COLOR=blue][COLOR=blue][FONT=Bookman Old Style]B*tches till the End......[/FONT][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]Man, I'll tell ya, women can be cold until the end![/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]The doctor, after an examination, sighed and said, 'I've got some bad news. You have cancer and you have 3 months to live and you'd best put your affairs in order.'[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting.[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]'Well, daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don't go so well. In this case, things aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have a martini.'[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]After 3 or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber.[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Bookman Old Style][SIZE=3][COLOR=blue][COLOR=blue][FONT=Bookman Old Style]There were some laughs and more martinis. They were eventually approached by some of the woman's old friends, who were curious as to what the two were celebrating.[/FONT][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][COLOR=blue] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]The woman told her friends they were drinking to her impending end, 'I've been diagnosed with AIDS.'[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]The friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]After the friends left, the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered, 'Momma, I thought you said you were dying of cancer, and you just told your friends you were dying of AIDS! Why did you do that??'[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]'Because I don't want any of those b*tches sleeping with your father after I'm gone.'[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Bookman Old Style][COLOR=blue]And THAT, my friends, is what is called, 'Putting Your Affairs In order".[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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