I came across this story and I normally don't even read this stuff, but I have to say this has a good ending. I think most of us men can absolutely relate to this: Read on and read through to the end-

Why I fired my Secretary

Two weeks ago when it was my 56th birthday and I wasn't feeling too good
that morning. I went down to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant
and say, 'Happy Birthday!", and probably have a present for me. As it
turned out, she didn't even say good morning, let alone any happy birthday.
I thought, well, that's wives for you, the children will remember. The
children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the
office, I was feeling pretty low and despondent.

As I walked into my office, my secretary Janet said, "Good morning, Boss.
Happy Birthday". And I felt a little better that someone had remembered. I
worked until noon, then Janet knocked on my door and said, you know, it's
such a beautiful day outside, and it's your birthday, let's go to Lunch,
just you and me." I said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard
all day. Let's go!"

We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; instead we went out to
a private little place. We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch tremendously.
On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such a beautiful
day. We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I said, "No, I guess
not.? She said, "Let's go to my apartment."

After arriving at her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I think
I'll go into the bedroom and slip into something more comfortable". "Sure!"
I excitedly replied. She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes,
she came out carrying a huge birthday cake -----followed by my wife,
children, and dozens of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday.

And I just sat there ----

On the couch ----

Naked.

I came across this story and I normally don't even read this stuff, but I have to say this has a good ending. I think most of us men can absolutely relate to this: Read on and read through to the end-

Why I fired my Secretary

Two weeks ago when it was my 56th birthday and I wasn't feeling too good
that morning. I went down to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant
and say, 'Happy Birthday!", and probably have a present for me. As it
turned out, she didn't even say good morning, let alone any happy birthday.
I thought, well, that's wives for you, the children will remember. The
children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the
office, I was feeling pretty low and despondent.

As I walked into my office, my secretary Janet said, "Good morning, Boss.
Happy Birthday". And I felt a little better that someone had remembered. I
worked until noon, then Janet knocked on my door and said, you know, it's
such a beautiful day outside, and it's your birthday, let's go to Lunch,
just you and me." I said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard
all day. Let's go!"

We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; instead we went out to
a private little place. We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch tremendously.
On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such a beautiful
day. We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I said, "No, I guess
not.? She said, "Let's go to my apartment."

After arriving at her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I think
I'll go into the bedroom and slip into something more comfortable". "Sure!"
I excitedly replied. She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes,
she came out carrying a huge birthday cake -----followed by my wife,
children, and dozens of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday.

And I just sat there ----

On the couch ----

Naked.

Oh, that hurts... BAD...

Funny... but did you just get that in an email? It's old... really old.

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by DRTYFN:
Funny... but did you just get that in an email? It's old... really old. </div></BLOCKQUOTE>No, I took her picture last week...

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by KenP:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by DRTYFN:
Funny... but did you just get that in an email? It's old... really old. </div></BLOCKQUOTE>No, I took her picture last week... </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

No no... the original post by JMV.

Ya Dirty I did. But can you even imagine sitting there on the couch.

Naked.

poor guy-

The story above as well as this one are supposedly true. I wouldn't want to be witnessing either one of them...

Latin pop's crossover coverboy sings of femmes fatales, but nothing in Ricky Martin's repertoire points to bestiality, corrupted minors or televoyeurism. In what's bound to become a case study in rumor psychology, the squeaky-clean ex-Menudo vocalist nonetheless fell prey to a twisted tale that tricked a nation.

The scandal "occurred" in February on Spain's live TV show Sorpresa, ¡sorpresa! (Surprise, surprise!) -- a primetime Fantasy Island sans midget, where a studio audience watches dreams come true. This time, a 15-year-old Martin fan was to get hers.

With parental consent and encouragement, show producers reportedly hired the Puerto Rican pop star to hide in the girl's bedroom closet. From the studio audience, mom and dad watched her return to a home mined with hidden cameras. Finishing her snack, she grabbed a jar of strawberry jam and headed for the bedroom. Surprise, surprise: Oblivious to the teen idol in her armoire, she quickly undressed from the waist down and began slathering the preserves on her privates. Faster than one can say "with a name like Smucker's, it's gotta be good," she beckoned her dog "Ricky" for his own after school snack -- all before a national television audience.

"Cut, cut!" the show's matronly emcee, Concha Velasco, reportedly screamed to the "Livin' La Vida Loca" singer. "Ricky, don't come out of the closet!"...

Kens picture brings something up that I find
very confussing,I see shorts that have words
printed across the (lack of a better word"back side"If you stop and try to read those words
the womens 20th sense kicks in.Instead of reading"ocean city"printed on them,... Lost contacts
and a bloody nose is a reward for reading on the run.
Nothing to do with nothing,

Like these?

I had to fire my secretary because she kept shoving the company's damn Sexual Harassment policy in my face.