This morning we have a few goodies courtesy of my pal Cookie:
The doctor, after an examination, sighed and said, “I’ve got some bad news. You have cancer, and you’d best put your affairs in order.” The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting.
“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.”
After 3 or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber. 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. The woman told her friends they were drinking to her impending end. “I’ve been diagnosed with AIDS.” The friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.
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?”
“Because I don’t want any of those bitches sleeping with your father after I’m gone.”
And THAT, my friends, is what is called “Putting Your Affairs In Order.”
Thought for the Day
Women are like phones:
They like to be held, talked to, and touched often.
But push the wrong button and your ass is disconnected.
And this one is courtesy of one of my guildies:
This Belle Rocks
OMG…the “getting your affairs in order” sounds like something I’d (want to) do (but probably wouldn’t)!
I liked that phone analogy of women lol
It is good for every woman to think about what this funny story tells us. Thank you for this nice joke.