Brenda Jokes

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    Brenda and Steve took their six-year-old son to the doctor.
    With some hesitation, they explained that although their little angel appeared to be in good health, they were concerned about his rather small penis.
    After examining the child, the doctor confidently declared, 'Just feed him pancakes. That should solve the problem.'
    The next morning when the boy arrived at breakfast, there was a large stack of warm pancakes in the middle of the table.
    'Gee, Mom,' he exclaimed. 'For me?'
    'Just take two,' Brenda replied. 'The rest are for your father.'

    Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her door.
    "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "I've some thin' to tell ya."
    "Of course you can come in. You're always welcome, Tim. But where's me husband?"
    "That's what I'm here to be telling ya, Brenda. There was an accident at the Guinness brewery."
    " Oh, God, no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me."
    "I must, Brenda. Your husband Seamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry."
    Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen, Tim?"
    "It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout and drowned."
    "Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did he at least go quickly?"
    "Well, Brenda, no. In fact, he got out three times to pee."

    Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her door.
    "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell ya."
    "Of course you can come in. You're always welcome, Tim.
    But where's my husband?"
    "That's what I'm here to be tellin' ya, Brenda. There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery."
    "Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me..."
    "I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry."
    Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen, Tim?"
    "It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout and drowned."
    Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did he at least go quickly?"
    "Well, no Brenda, no."
    "No?"
    "Fact is, he got out three times to pee."

    Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her door. "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell ya.""Of course you can come in. You're always welcome, Tim.But where's my husband?""That's what I'm here to be tellin' ya, Brenda. There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery.""Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me...""I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry."Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen, Tim?""It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout and drowned."Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did he at least go quickly?""Well, no Brenda, no.""No?""Fact is, he got out three times to pee."

    Brenda, pregnant with her first child, was paying a visit to herobstetrician's office. When the exam was over, she shyly began, "Myhusband wants me to ask you...""I know, I know." the doctor said, placing a reassuring hand on hershoulder, "I get asked that all the time. Sex is fine until late Inthe pregnancy." "No, that's not it at all," Brenda confessed. "He wants to know ifI can still mow the lawn."

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