A crusty old Army Major found himself at a gala event hosted by a local liberal arts college.

There was no shortage of extremely young idealistic ladies in attendance, one of whom approached the Major for conversation. “Excuse me, Major, but you seem to be a very serious man. Is something bothering you?”

“Negative, ma’am. Just serious by nature.”

The young lady looked at his awards and decorations and said, “It looks like you have seen a lot of action.”

“Yes, ma’am, a lot of action.”

The young lady, tiring of trying to start up a conversation, said, “You know, you should lighten up. Relax and enjoy yourself.”

The Major just stared at her in his serious manner.

Finally the young lady said, “You know, I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but when is the last time you had sex?”

“1955, ma’am.”

“Well, there you are. No wonder you’re so serious. You really need to chill out! I mean, no sex since 1955!

She took his hand and led him to a private room where she proceeded to “relax” him several times.

Afterwords, panting for breath, she leaned against his bare chest and said, “Wow, you sure didn’t forget much since 1955.”

The Major said, after glancing at his watch,

“Not a big deal; it’s only 2130 now.”

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A married couple is lying in bed one night.

The wife is curled up, ready to go to sleep, and the husband turns his bed lamp on to read a book. As he’s reading, he periodically reaches over to his wife and fondles her special bits. He does this a few times, but only for a very short interval before returning to read his book.The wife gradually becomes more and more aroused and, assuming that her husband is seeking some encouragement before going further, she gets up and starts stripping in front of him.

The husband is confused and asks, “Why are you taking off your clothes”?

His wife replies, “You were rubbing me downtown. I thought it was foreplay”.

The husband says, “No, not at all”.

His wife asks angrily, “Well, what the hell were you doing then”?

I was just wetting my fingers so I could turn the pages in my book.

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Sherlock Holmes arrives back at Baker Street as Watson is heading out of the door.

“Where are you off to Watson?”

“Oh, I’ve got a date with Ella from down the road. She left me a note for where to meet.” Says Watson, “see you in a few hours!” and he leaves, shutting the door behind him.

30 minutes later, Watson returns.

Sherlock is sitting in his chair, smoking his pipe. As Watson enters, he says, “I expected you back 10 minutes ago, but close enough. I’ve left some dinner on the table for you, it should still be warm”.

“But… but… how did you know I’d be back so soon?” Replies Watson.

“When you left, I pondered for a moment at why Ella, someone so youthful and attractive, would want to date an older man of your prestige”, explains Sherlock, “I assessed the note that Ella posted earlier this evening. It was in fact addressed to 212b, not 221b Baker Street”.

“That’s Terry Farnell’s address”. Say’s Watson.

“I’m afraid so”, replies Sherlock, “Ella meant Terry, my dear Watson”.

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A journalist goes to a poor remote village for a documentary.

He saw an old man and asked him to narrate a typical happy story of his village.

The old man smiled and began: “One day, a long time ago, my goat got lost in the mountains. As is our tradition, all the men of the village gathered to drink vodka first and then looked for the goat. When we finally found her, as is our tradition, we all drank some more vodka and all the men in the village each got their turn to mate with the goat. We had so much fun that day!”

The journalist realized that he couldn’t publish such a story so he asked the old man if he had another happy story.

The old man smiled again and started all over again: “Once, my neighbor’s wife got lost in the mountains. As per our tradition, all of the village’s men gathered to drink vodka and then went to look for her. As is our tradition, when we finally found her, all the men in the village got their turn to mate with the neighbor’s wife. We had great fun that day!”

The journalist couldn’t publish that story either and therefore asked: “Don’t you have a story that is less happy; something… umm … sadder?”

The old man’s smile faded. His eyes welled up….. In a sad, soft voice he began:

“One day I got lost in the mountains…..”

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