
In this issue:
My Wife's Headlines:
My wife is a fine choir singer
No, she doesn't know why
she was kicked out of the choir
It was not because she has
a poor singing voice
Her voice is fine. I never
once said that in bed she sometimes sounds like
I'm raping a cat.
Not that I've ever raped
my cat.
Certainly not last week.
Son Jay's Headlines:
Jay is not gay
I have not found pictures
of him performing anal sex on his friends.
Those friends were not camp
counselors
At least they weren't pictures
of his camp students.
At least I don't think they
were
Daughter Martha's Headlines:
My daughter is not selling
her eggs on eBay.
That's all I'm not saying
about that particular situation
My headlines:
Everything is fine
Nothing at all new to report
Things are good around here
I don't know why everyone
always seems so over-concerned about me
I don't need to see a doctor
I am not working too hard
I don't need to tell my boss
to lighten my hours or stop being so hard on me
I happen to think it's a
fine job
My blood pressure is fine
Yes, so is my cholesterol
No, I don't need to have
my colon examined again
I certainly did not enjoy
it the last time
I've only had three done
in the last year because my doctor -- who just
happens to be the U.S. Surgeon General -- recommended
I get that many
I am not a repressed, closeted
homosexual
I am not paying the U.S.
Surgeon General to examine my colon with his tongue
Or my prostate
A good "rim job"
would not calm me down
Neither would a "blumpkin."
Neither would both at the
same time
This Newsletter is Over