Life After Death

A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform
the other if there is sex after death. Their biggest fear was that there was
no after life at all.
After a long life together, the husband was the first to die. True to his
word, he made the first contact: “Marion, Marion.”
“Is that you, Bob?”
“Yes, I’ve come back like we agreed.”
“That’s wonderful! What’s it like?”
“Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it’s
off to the golf course. I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then
have sex a couple of more times.. Then I have lunch (you’d be proud — lots
of greens). Another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex
the rest of the afternoon. After supper, it’s back to golf course again.
Then it’s more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and
then the next day it starts all over again”.
“Oh, Bob! Are you in Heaven?”
“No… I’m a rabbit somewhere in Arizona.”



About J. D. Groover

I truely believe that what should matter most in life is how you see yourself, not how someone else tries to convince you to see yourself. *****Life is not about "finding yourself"*****its about creating yourself.!!!!! I write and post things here because I like to think I am contributing some things of value to my world. Some times a little humor, some times things with a more serious tone, but hopefully always in good taste. If what I post occasionally bites a politician in the ass, all the better :>)
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One Response to Life After Death

  1. Mark Luhman says:

    Bob I just wish you would leave my thornless cactus alone.


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