Saving A Shirt

MAN: Have you finished ironing my silk shirt? BUTLER: Yes, sir. MAN: Then please bring it here.

I have to get dressed! BUTLER: Sir, I was ironing and someone knocked on the door. I went to open it and when I came back I could smell something burning…

MAN: Don’t tell me you’ve burnt my shirt!

BUTLER: I… yes, I did. MAN: Oh, no! Fortunately, I have another silk shirt in the cupboard.

.. . BUTLER: I know that, sir.

That’s why I cut it up and patched up the one I burnt! LoLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. Love this joke?=====

One man shared this advice on how he was able to make through 50 years of marriage:

At Saint Mary’s Catholic Church they have a weekly husband’s marriage seminar.

At the session last week, the Priest asked Luigi, who was approaching his 50th wedding anniversary, to take a few minutes and share some insight into how he had managed to stay married to the same woman all these years. Luigi replied to the assembled husbands, “Well, I’ve tried to treat her nizza, spend money on her, but best of all is that I took her to Italy for the 20th anniversary!”

The Priest responded, “Luigi, you are an amazing inspiration to all the husbands here! Please tell us what you are planning for your wife for your 50th anniversary.”

Luigi proudly replied, “I’m gonna go get her.”

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On their way to get married, a young Catholic couple is involved in a fatal car accident.

The couple found themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven. While waiting, they began to wonder: Could they possibly get married in Heaven?

When St. Peter showed up, they asked him. St.

Peter said, “I don’t know. This is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out,’“ and he left.

The couple sat and waited, and waited. Two months passed and the couple were still waiting. While waiting, they began to wonder what would happen if it didn’t work out; could you get a divorce in heaven?

After yet another month, St. Peter finally returned, looking somewhat bedraggled. “Yes,” he informed the couple, “You can get married in Heaven.”

“Great!” said the couple, “But we were just wondering, what if things don’t work out?

Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?”

St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slammed his clipboard onto the ground. “What’s wrong?” asked the frightened couple.

“Oh, come on!,” St. Peter shouted, “It took me three months to find a priest up here! Do you have any idea how long it’ll take me to find a lawyer?”

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