Thanks to Michelle in South Africa for this one.
John was on his deathbed and gasped pitifully. “Give me one last request, dear,” he said.
“Of course, John,” his wife said softly.
“Six months after I die,” he said, “I want you to marry Bob.”
“But I thought you hated Bob?” she said.
With his last breath John said, “I do.”
Woman in bed with her husband, slides her hand slowly across his back & shoulders, just brushing his legs, runs her hand everywhere; then moves back & stops. Husband gasps: “Why did u stop? Wife: “Found my Blackberry, Go back to sleep”.
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Wicked girl! Too funny! And too rude to use in this family-friendly blog. Pity 🙂
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Haha, and here she thought he was being loving. 🙂
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Oh, my! Shame on him. Shame. 🙂
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very very funny!!!
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Ooooh! Nasty.
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That’s better Tilly B , I can understanf and enjoy that one..more please!
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Doing my best, Miss W. 🙂
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Evil. 🙂
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well done Tillyy luve it 🙂
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That is SO funny…LMHO
I LOVE them both. xx 🙂
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Oh I know just the person to send this to…ha…thanks!
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That’s what I like: sharing the humour. Or, as I assume your person is also American, sharing the humor.
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Why six months? Why not marry Bob right after the husband dies? 😛
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The poor woman needs time to think of something mean for his headstone 🙂
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A good friend died today . . . I wish he’d been a blogger so I could go read his last words.
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I’m so sorry, Nancy.
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