THE DAILY GROANER - Monday, October 21st 2013

Good Morning Groanies,

Stacy and I decided to make the house look a little more festive for Halloween. So I had to venture into the creepy crawlspace and drag out our big box of Halloween decorations.

We didn't put anything up last year so we couldn't remember what was in the box, but I noticed the top of the box was labeled with big, bold letters - SCARY STUFF. So your guess is as good as mine.

After removing a model haunted house, a ghostly picture frame, and several Halloween themed bear figurines I discovered an old pair of my tighty whities. Confused, as usual, I asked Stacy what these were doing in there she responded, "I don't know. What did the top of the box say?"

Groaningly yours,
Steve

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*-- How Was the Party? --*
A couple was invited to a Halloween party. That evening the wife came down with a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He didn't want to, but she argued that it would upset the hosts if at least one of them didn't show up. Unhappy, he took his costume and away he went.

The wife, after napping for an hour, awakened feeling much better. In better spirits, she decided to go ahead and go to the masquerade party.

Since her husband didn't know what her costume was, she thought she'd have a little fun by watching him to see how he acted when she was not with him. But when she got to the party, she was astounded to see her husband cavorting around on the dance floor with every hot chick he could find.

When the current dance ended and her husband had escorted his dance partner back to her table, she sidled up to him. Being a rather seductive babe herself, he immediately devoted himself to the new stuff that had just presented itself.

Naturally, since he was her husband, she let him go as far as he wished. Sure enough, he eventually whispered a little proposition in her ear. They left dance floor and repaired to one of the upstairs bedrooms, where he gave her his full attention. Later, they snuck back down to the party.

Just before the midnight, she slipped away, went home, put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he was going to come up with.

She was sitting up reading when he came home. She put down the book and asked him what kind of a time he had.

"Oh, the same old thing," he shrugged. "You know I never have a good time when you're not with me."

Quietly, she asked, "Did you dance much?"

"I'll tell you," he said, "I never danced at all. Right after I got there, I met up with Pete, Don, Bill and a couple of the other guys, so we went in to the den and played poker all evening. But I'll tell you, the guy I loaned my costume to said he got lucky and nailed a real hot babe!"

(Joke Courtesy of BFBOA1)


*-- Q and A Quickies --*
Q: What brand of truck do ghost truck drivers prefer?

A: Frightliner!

(Joke Courtesy of Kevin)


Q: How do ghosts begin letters?

A: Tomb it may concern.

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