On a hot summer day, A little boy and his mother were inside a lake house.

Little boy decided to go for a swim in lake behind his house.

Boy was really excited to go into lake and swim in cool lake so he just ran out.

Boy went into lake and swam far without realizing that he swan right into middle of that lake.

Boy’s mother looked out of window and saw an alligator approaching toward his son.

As she saw both of them getting closer to each other, she ran toward little boy and yelled as loud as she could.

She shouted about alligator approaching him and asked him to swim back toward house.

Hearing voice of his mother, boy got alarmed and made U-turn to swim towards his mother but it was too late.

Just as mother reached her little boy and grabbed his arm, at same moment alligator snatched on his legs.

That began a tug war between two. Alligator was too strong but mother was too passionate to let her son go.

At same time, a farmer happen to pass by and heard scream of little boy and his mother.

Farmer raced toward lake and took his aim at alligator and shot him.

Remarkable, after getting treated for weeks in hospital boy survived.

A newspaper reporter came to interview boy after incident and asked him about the incident.

Boy lifted his pants from legs which was extremely scarred by the vicious attack of animal.

But then, with pride he said to reporters, “Look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms too.”

Newspaper reporter, “Why these scars are great??”

Boy replied, “I have these scars on arm because my mom wouldn’t let go..”

Moral Of The Story:

Similarly in our Life we have Scars from painful past. Sometimes, we foolishly made into difficult situations and we forget that enemy is waiting.

That’s when Tug of war begin Between Life and you. That’s why Some wounds we have.

One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap.

Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out.

She rows out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book.

Along comes a game warden in his boat

He pulls up alongside the woman and says, “Good morning ma'am

What are you doing?”

“Reading a book,” she replies, (thinking, “Isn't that obvious?”)

“You're in a restricted fishing area,” he informs her.

“I'm sorry about that officer, but I'm not fishing, I'm reading.”

“Yes, but you have all the equipment

For all I know you could start at any moment

I'll have to take you in and write you up.”

“For reading a book?” asked the woman.

“Yes, this is a restricted fishing area.”

The woman throws up her hands, “But I'm not fishing, I'm just reading!”

“Yes, but you have all the equipment

You're gonna have to come with me.”

“If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual assault,” says the woman.

“But I haven't even touched you,” says the game warden.

“That's true, but you have all the equipment

For all I know you could start at any moment.”

The game warden says, “Have a nice day, ma'am,” and leaves.

Moral of the story:

Don't mess with a woman who's reading

It's very likely that she can outthink you at the same time.

 

Three old men were sitting on a bench when a reporter approached them.

“I wonder if you three would be willing to do an interview and tell me your secret to long life,” the reporter asked.

The three old men agreed and the reporter asked the first old man his secret to long life.

“I never drank alcohol, I never smoked tobacco and I have been married to the same woman for fifty years.”

“That's really remarkable!” said the reporter, “And how old are you?”

“I'm 93,” said the first old man.

The second man was asked the same question on his secret to long life.

“I drank on occasion, I smoked, but not often and I dated some.”

“And how old are you?” asked the reporter.

“I'm 91,” said the second old man.

Finally, the reporter approached the third old man and asked his secret to a long life.

“I dated every woman that would go out with me, I drank until I passed out and I smoked three packs of cigarettes a day.”

“Wow!” said the reporter, “And how old are you?”

“29,” replied the third man.

Sarah’s discovery of the peculiar names on her husband Mark’s phone stirred a cocktail of emotions within her – a blend of curiosity, confusion, and a tinge of anger. As she dialed the first number labeled “The tender one,” her impatience was palpable. On the other end, a warm, familiar voice greeted her. It was Mark’s mother, Eleanor, who was taken aback by the unexpected call.

“Hello?” Eleanor said, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and concern. Sarah, attempting to mask her irritation, asked about the origin of the nickname. Eleanor chuckled, explaining that it was a term Mark had affectionately used since childhood, a testament to the caring and nurturing role she played in his life. Relieved, Sarah thanked her and hung up, realizing she might have jumped to conclusions too quickly.

However, the mystery was far from solved. The next number, labeled “The amazing one,” was Mark’s younger sister, Emily. Sarah hesitated for a moment before pressing the call button, wondering what unexpected revelation awaited her. Emily picked up the phone with a cheerful “Hey!” that instantly put Sarah at ease. As she inquired about the peculiar nickname, Emily laughed and shared the story behind it.

Mark had bestowed the title upon Emily during a time when she was excelling in academics and sports, a phase in her life where she truly felt invincible. It was a term of endearment, a reflection of Mark’s pride in his sister’s accomplishments. Sarah, now understanding the innocent origins of the names, couldn’t help but smile at the heartfelt connections within Mark’s family.

With newfound clarity, Sarah decided to confront Mark directly about the third and most intriguing nickname, “Lady of my dreams.” It was a title she hadn’t anticipated and one that left her yearning for an explanation. Mark, surprised by Sarah’s inquiry, took a moment to collect his thoughts before confessing.

“Lady of my dreams” was Mark’s playful way of expressing his enduring love and admiration for Sarah. He revealed that it was a nickname he had bestowed upon her early in their relationship, long before they had tied the knot. Sarah’s anger transformed into a mix of emotions – surprise, joy, and a profound sense of love. The mysterious names, once a source of tension, now became tokens of affection that told the story of their shared history.

As they sat down to discuss the revelation, Sarah and Mark delved into a conversation about the importance of communication and understanding in their relationship. They acknowledged that assumptions could create unnecessary rifts and that being open with each other was key to maintaining trust and intimacy.

In the days that followed, Sarah and Mark found a renewed appreciation for the unique language of their love. The incident became a turning point in their marriage, prompting them to celebrate the quirks and endearing nicknames that made their relationship special. With a deeper understanding of each other’s perspectives, they embraced the opportunity to grow together, creating a foundation based on trust, communication, and a shared history of love.

Two men are in a doctor’s office.

Each of them are to get a vasectomy…the nurse comes into the room and tells both men, “Strip and put on these gowns before going in to see the doctor to have your procedures done.”

A few minutes later she returns and reaches into one man’s gown and proceeds to fondle and ultimately begins to masturbate him.

Shocked as he was, he asks “Why are you doing that?”

To which she replies, “We have to vacate the sperm from your system to have a clean procedure.”

The man not wanting to be a problem and enjoying it, allows her to complete her task.

After she is through, she proceeds to the next man..

She starts to fondle the man as she had the previous man, but then drops to her knees and proceeds to give him make love.

The first man seeing this quickly responds, “Hey! Why is it that I get masturbated and he gets a b*** job?”

The nurse simply replies, “Sir, there is a difference between HMO and Complete Coverage.”

A blonde girl was going on her first date and her grandmother gave her some advice:

“The boy may try to kiss you -it will feel good, but don’t do it. He may try to go up your skirt – but dont let him. He may try to take your clothes off – but don’t do it. He may try to get on top of you – but don’t do it. If you do any of these things, you’ll disgrace your family.”

The girl said she understood and went on her date.

The girl came home at about 11pm and her grandmother was waiting for her and said, “Well, did you disgrace the family?”

“No”, said the girl, “Instead of letting him do those things to me, I did them to him and now it’s his family that’s disgraced!”

 

A very shy guy goes into a bar and sees a beautiful woman sitting at the bar.

After an hour of gathering up his courage he finally goes over to her and asks, tentatively,

“Um, would you mind if I chatted with you for a while?”

She responds by yelling, at the top of her lungs,

“No, I won’t sleep with you tonight!”

Everyone in the bar is now staring at them.

Naturally, the guy is hopelessly and completely embarrassed and he slinks back to his table.

After a few minutes, the woman walks over to him and apologizes.

She smiles at him and says,

“I’m sorry if I embarrassed you. You see, I’m a graduate student in psychology and I’m studying how people respond to embarrassing situations.”

To which he responds, at the top of his lungs, “What do you mean $300?”

One night, after the couple had retired for the night, the woman became aware that her husband was touching her in a most unusual manner.

He started by running his hand across her shoulders and the small of her back. He ran his hand over her breasts, touching them very lightly. Then, he proceeded to run his hand gently down her side, sliding his hand over her stomach, and then down the other side to a point below her waist.

He continued on, gently feeling her hips, first one side and the other. His hand ran further down the outside of her thighs. His gentle probing then started up the inside of her left thigh, stopped and the returned to do the same to her right thigh.

By this time the woman was becoming aroused and she squirmed a little to better position herself.

The man stopped abruptly and rolled over to his side of the bed.

“Why are you stopping darling?” she whispered.

He whispered back, ” I found the remote!”