A woman sought
the advice of a sex therapist, confiding that she found it increasingly difficult
to find a man who could satisfy her, and that it was very wearisome getting in
and out of all these short term relationships.
"Isn't there some way to judge the size of a man's equipment from the outside?"
she asked earnestly.
"The only foolproof way, is by the size of his feet," counselled the therapist.
So the woman went downtown and proceeded to cruise the streets, until she came
across a young fellow standing in an unemployment line with the biggest feet she
had ever laid her eyes on.
She took him out to dinner, wined and dined him, and then took him back to her
apartment for an evening of abandon.
When the man woke up the next morning, the woman had already gone but, by the
bedside table was a $20 bill and a note that read, "With my compliments, take
this money and go out and buy a pair of shoes that fit you."

There was a Blonde,
a Brunette, and a Redhead standing on the beach. They had decided the previous
evening whilst in the pub to try and swim the English channel. After some dicussion,
they decided the quickest way would be to do the breast stroke, so off they set.
One day later the Redhead reached the French coast. Having lost sight of the other
two swimmers just off the English coast she decided that they couldn't be far
behind so sat on the beach looking out to sea waiting for the other two.
After a cold night of waiting, the Brunette finally came into sight. "What took
you so long?" inquired the Redhead.
"There were some strong currents out there! But I'm here now! Am I the last?"
replied the Brunette.
"No. Blondie is still out there somewhere." They decided to wait.
Day after day the two swimmers sat on the beach until on the 5th day Blondie came
into view. Once on dry land the Brunette asked the blonde "What took you so long?"
"What do you expect? You guy's cheated, replied the idignant blonde, "You
used your hands!"