Guts or Balls

May 21 2009

There is a medical distinction. We’ve all heard about people having guts or balls, but do you really know the difference between them? In an effort to keep you informed, the definitions are listed below:

GUTS – Is arriving home late after a night out with the guys, being met by your wife with a broom, and having the guts to ask: “Are you still cleaning, or are you flying somewhere?”

BALLS – Is coming home late after a night out with the guys, smelling of perfume and beer, lipstick on your collar, slapping your wife on the butt and having the balls to say: “You’re next, Chubby.”

I hope this clears up any confusion on the definitions. Medically speaking there is no difference in the outcome. Both result in death.

Thanks Guy. Disclaimer: The above is a joke and is intended for amusement purposes only. The author of this blog neither practices nor condones behaviour which promotes chauvinist stereotypes or adulterous behaviour. Any similarity to persons or events is purely coincidental. Besides, I was stuck on my “G” post and this showed up in my inbox this morning.

 
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  1. cc

    May 21, 2009 at 11:37 pm

    “you’re next chubby” – heard this one before but it’s still funny. I guess the absurdity of saying such a thing in real life is part of the funny element too.

     
  2. Steve

    May 22, 2009 at 9:34 am

    Hey CC… I heard it before as well, but you’re right, it is absurdly funny, even in re-runs. icon_wink

     
  3. kevin

    May 22, 2009 at 4:43 pm

    This could read – Disclaimer: The above is a joke and is intended for amusement purposes only. If the ife doesn’t find it funny, someone else wrote it. The author of this blog neither practices nor condones behaviour which promotes chauvinist stereotypes or adulterous behaviour. The author does so at the risk of receiving a beating when wifey finds out and you can only use the “I fell excuse” so many times before the rest of the guys catch on. Any similarity to persons or events is purely coincidental, and I have the scars and hospital admittance forms to prove it. Besides, I was stuck on my ā€œGā€ post and this showed up in my inbox this morning. On another note, Christine and I just recently celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary. A buddy asked what I got her for the occassion and I replied that I was amazed that she put up with me for 20 years, what did I get her, why a Catscan, it’s the least I could do.