Saturday, November 15, 2014

EXCELLENCE ~OR~ Rule 5 Woodsterman Style

A man met a beautiful blonde lady and he decided 
he wanted to marry her right away. She said, 'But we 
don't know anything about each other.' He
said, 'That's all right, we'll learn about each other 
as we go along. 'So, she consented, and they were 
married, and went on a honeymoon to a very
nice resort.

One morning they were lying by the pool, when he got 
up off of his towel, climbed up to the 10 Meter board 
and did a two and a half tuck gainer, this
was followed by a three rotations in a jackknife position, 
where he straightened out and cut the water like a knife. 
After a few more demonstrations, he came back and lay 
down on the towel.
She said,' That was incredible!'

He said, 'I used to be an Olympic diving champion. 
You see, I told you we'd
learn more about ourselves as we went along.'
 
So she got up, jumped in the pool, and started doing laps. 
After about fifty laps she climbed back out and lay 
down on her towel, hardly out of breath.
He said, 'That was incredible! 
Were you an Olympic endurance swimmer?'

'No.' she said, 'I was a hooker in Oregon  and I worked both
sides of the Columbia River.'




Thank You Mr. Trailbee !
 

18 comments:

  1. Ah, true love…


    But why would a competitive diver be interested in a woman? Have you watched the olympics lately. Not that there's anything wrong with that...

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  2. Race, we think alike. I was wondering the very same thing. But it's a good story anyway.

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  3. Love conquers all...

    Maybe he decided to switch-hit?

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  4. Bwahahahahahahahaha. Sometimes you just shouldn't brag or ask.

    Have a fabulous day Odie. :)

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  5. Can't ask, can't tell... what can you do?

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  6. Thank goodness the Columbia doesn't have a strong current. ;-)

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  7. And, yes - competitive divers are very twee, aren't they?

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  8. Well, she knows what makes him happy.

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  9. Brighid, Sometimes we have to go along to get . . . some.

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  10. For a long time I've been wondering why that Oregon blonde was so wet that nite we met.

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