When Bill and Hillary first got married, Bill said, "I am putting a box under the bed. You must promise never to look in it." In all their 25 years of marriage, Hillary never looked.
However, on the afternoon of their 25th anniversary, curiosity got the best of her and she lifted the lid and peeked inside. In the box were three empty beer cans and $81,874.25 in cash. She closed the box and put it back under the bed. Now that she knew what was in the box, she was curious as to why.
That evening they were out for a special dinner. After dinner, Hillary could no longer contain her curiosity and she confessed, saying, "I am so sorry. For all these years I kept my promise and never looked into the box under our bed. However, today the temptation was too much and I gave in. But now I need to know, why do you keep the cans in the box?"
Bill thought for a while and said, "I guess after all these years you deserve to know the truth. Whenever I was unfaithful to you I put an empty beer can in the box under the bed to remind myself not to do it again."
Hillary was shocked, but said, "Hmmm, Jennifer, Paula, and Monica. I am very disappointed and saddened but temptation does happen and I guess that three times is not that bad considering the years." So they hugged and made their peace.
Then Hillary asked Bill, "So why do you have all that money in the box?" Bill answered sheepishly, "Well, whenever the box filled up with empty cans, I took them to the recycling center and redeemed them for cash."
ROTFL!! Haven't heard that one before!
LOL!
LOL.
$81,874.25 in cash...
I heard that one before,only between a pastor and wife.
They're out on a business trip,and the husband had to go home early. Wife says, if I don't make it back, look in the closet and open the gray box. He goes home, gets curious, opens the box...there are three eggs and a stack of hundred dollar bills. Wife gets home, confesses, asks about the box. Wife says, well, honey, over the years, whenever you pitched a bad sermon (a la "laid an egg"), I came home and put an egg in the box. Husband says, "wow, 25 years of preaching, and only three bad sermons, cool! But what's with the stack of benjamins? She says, "When you get to a dozen eggs, you gotta sell."