The Perfect Woman - ThinnerTimes

Omaha Jim · 02-19-2008, 11:32 AM

A man is dining in a fancy restaurant and there is a gorgeous redhead
sitting at the next table. He has been checking her out since he sat
down, but lacks the nerve to talk with her.
Suddenly she sneezes, and her glass eye comes flying out of its socket
toward the man.
He reflexively reaches out, grabs it out of the air, and hands it back.
"Oh my, I am so sorry," the woman says as she pops her eye back in
place.
"I'm sure that must have embarrassed you so let me pay for your dinner
to make it up to you," she says.
They enjoy a wonderful dinner together, and afterwards they go to the
theatre followed by drinks They talk, they laugh, she shares her
deepest dreams and he listens, he shares his and she listens.
After paying for everything, she asks him if he would like to come to
her place for a nightcap and stay for breakfast.
They have a wonderful, wonderful time.
The next morning, she cooks a gourmet breakfast with all the trimmings.
The guy is amazed and totally impressed. Everything had been SO
incredible !
"You know," he said, "you are the perfect woman. Are you this nice to
every guy you meet? "
"No," she replies. . . . . .

"You just happened to catch my eye."

CeeCee · 02-19-2008, 11:57 AM

Thanks, Jim! It has been a rough day at work until i read this!

sdgrrl · 02-19-2008, 12:49 PM

ROFLMAO! I even read it to Michelle, who lol'd!

Thanks so much for your daily humor!

coptergirl · 02-19-2008, 04:38 PM

****Snort snort***

Duckie · 02-19-2008, 07:29 PM

CUTE!!
Whit... you have a cold? YOu've been snorting a lot lately.

Gwen · 02-20-2008, 05:51 AM

Thanks for the giggle!!!

Quote:

Originally Posted by Duckie

CUTE!!
Whit... you have a cold? YOu've been snorting a lot lately.

Duckie you crack me up! Whit has another problem too - I think you need to explain to her about BlondeBear......

XXX

sdgrrl · 02-26-2008, 10:14 PM

*lol* I read an article in the paper the other day. It seems as tho a woman puled into a Starbucks on her way to work and encountered the following scenario. There was a funeral march, with a hearse, followed by a flower car, followed by another hearse. A very solemn woman walks behind the two hearses, walking an absolutely huge mastiff looking dog on a leash. The woman with the dog is followed by hundreds and hundreds of serious, grief stricken women, walking in single file, spanning several blocks.

Unable to contain her curiosity one minute longer, she went up to the woman walking the dog. She said that she, her husband, and her mother in law were having a BBQ in the back yard, chatting about civilized things like all upper class people do, when the dog suddenly and without warning tore the very throat out of her critical husband, ensuring him a painful, horrid death. Overcome with grief, her mother in law started screaming and crying and clutching her heart. Wild eyed, the killer dog sank its teeth on the thin, soft skin on the older woman's body and began to toss her around her like a cat with a bird. So here was this woman walking with her only friend, her trusty protector. The woman from the coffee shop, her eyes wet with tears, asks if she can borrow the dogs for a bit'.

"Of course you may," the solemn woman says, as she points to the long line of women behind them...."just get to the back of the line..."

Janelle · 02-26-2008, 10:21 PM

hee hee hee (with evil undertones)

Duckie · 02-27-2008, 06:03 AM

LMAO Donna. Love it!

Omaha Jim · 02-27-2008, 07:58 AM

Donna - you are killing me!