Posted on August 23, 2013. Filed under: Humor..., Political Humor..., QueenBeeWorld's Friday Funnies... | Tags: , |


I just got home from my latest surgery—that would be surgery #5 (I’ll post details next week about this and surgery #4 from a couple of months ago).

I needed a good laugh when I got home so I’m posting here today’s “QueenBeeWorld’s Friday Funnies”.

Enjoy your weekend, and don’t forget to laugh…





One day, a man came home and was greeted by his wife dressed in a very sexy nightie.

‘Tie me up,’ she purred, ‘and you can do anything you want.’

So he tied her up and went golfing. 


A woman came home, screeching her car into the driveway, and ran into the house.  She slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, ‘Honey, pack your bags.  I won the lottery!’

The husband said, ‘Oh my God!  What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?’

‘Doesn’t matter,’ she said. ‘Just get out.’


Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right, and the other is a husband.



A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband.

Suddenly, her husband burst into the kitchen.

‘Careful,’ he said, ‘CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my gosh! You’re cooking too many at once.  TOO MANY!  Turn them!  TURN THEM NOW!  We need more butter.  Oh my gosh!  WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER?  They’re going to STICK!  Careful. CAREFUL!  I said be CAREFUL!  You NEVER listen
to me when you’re cooking!  Never!  Turn them!  Hurry up!  Are you CRAZY?  Have you LOST your mind?  Don’t forget to salt them.  You know you always forget to salt them.  Use the salt.  USE THE SALT!  THE SALT!’

The wife stared at him.  ‘What in the world is wrong with you?  You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs?’

The husband calmly replied, ‘I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I’m driving.’



Fifty-one years ago, Herman James, a North Carolina mountain man, was drafted by the Army.

On his first day in basic training, the Army issued him a comb.  That afternoon the Army barber sheared off all his hair.  

On his second day, the Army issued Herman a toothbrush.  That afternoon the Army dentist yanked seven of his teeth.  

On the third day, the Army issued him a jock strap. The Army has been looking for Herman for 51 years.




I’m 50% Polish, 50% Italian and 100% Catholic so the last three really tickled my funny bone…


A Polish immigrant went to the DMV to apply for a driver’s license. First, of course, he had to take an eye sight test.  The optician showed him a card with the letters, ‘C Z W I X N O S T A C Z.’

‘Can you read this?’ the optician asked.

‘Read it?’, the Polish guy replied, ‘I know the guy.’




Mother Superior called all the nuns together and said to them, ‘I must tell you all something.  We have a case of gonorrhea in the convent.’

‘Thank God,’ said an elderly nun at the back.  ‘I’m so tired of chardonnay.




And last, but certainly not least, my personal favorite…


Italian Businessman

An Italian businessman on his deathbed called his good friend and said, “Luigi, I want you to promise me that when I die you will have my remains cremated.”

“And what,” his friend asked, “do you want me to do with your ashes?”

The businessman said, “Just put them in an envelope and mail them to the IRS—and write on the envelope, ‘Now you have everything.'”


Badap Bap!!!

I’ll close now so I can concentrate on the healing process after my surgery with my wonderful husband.  Have a great weekend, everyone, and thank you so much for stopping by…





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