A Little Monday Humor!
Bolt, Yorkie-Poo guest blogger: This is a favorite joke that my human’s still-living 107-year-old grandma has loved to share over the years. Every time she told it, she could barely contain her laughter! For the record, let’s just say I am glad my name is Bolt!
Everybody I know who has had a dog usually calls him “Rover” or “Spot.” Typical dog names. Well, I call mine Sex. For the record, Sex has been very embarrassing to me over the years. When I went to City Hall to renew his license, I told the clerk I would like to get a license for Sex.
The clerk cautiously peered up at my over the rim of his glasses and said, “I’d like one, too.”
Then I said, “But you don’t understand. She is a dog.”
He said he didn’t care what she looked like.
I replied, “Sir, I have had Sex since I was nine years old.”
He replied, “You must have been quite a strong boy.”
When I decided to get married, I told the minister I would like to have Sex in the wedding. He told me to wait until the ceremony was over.
I said, “But Sex has played a big part in my life and my whole world revolves around Sex.”
He said he didn’t want to hear about my personal life and would not marry us in his church. I told him everyone would enjoy having Sex at the wedding.
The next day we were married at the Justice of the Peace. My family has not been allowed back in the church ever since.