Humor is good medicine

Driving from Florida back to Jersey in a moving truck with my buddy was interesting. We stopped at some rest stop and we both hit the bathroom. I entered a stall and sat down for the old #2. This poor guy next to me had really bad 'traveling stomach issue'. After he released what seemed like a bomb, i had to ask the guy if he was alright. Mixed in with his and my laughter, i could hear my buddy cracking up a few stalls away lol. After washing my hands and face from the long drive, i headed towards a water fountain to get a drink...until i saw it was full of blood. Nope. No thanks. I got to the giant spider decal moving truck (ironic as my buddy hates spiders lol) and i said to him, it's all fine and good till there's blood in the fountain. I don't think he knew what i meant but i did get an interesting brow raise lol.
 
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I remember my step dad who was a real hypochondriac came home with a large hairy blood blister or wart on his arm. He said he was in really bad pain so went and had a shower with the sore arm poking out, not to get wet. He whined all night so mum made him go to the doctors the next day, he was happy as he practically lived there anyway. The Doc thought it was some kind of wart then got a scalpel and poked at the sore. The "sore" fell to the ground and it turn out to be a Tarzan jube lolly that had stuck to his arm and gathered fluff on it. ;bg2
 
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A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totalling $95,000.
He asked her about the contents.
'When we were to be married,' she said, ' my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll.'
The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two Precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two Times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with Happiness.
'Honey,' he said, 'that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?'
'Oh,' she said, 'that's the money I made from selling the dolls.'
;) :D :p
 
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