Subject:The Buffalo Theory A herd of buffalo can move only as fast as the slowest buffalo.
When the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first.
This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members.
In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells.
Excessive intake of alcohol, we all know, kills brain cells, but naturally it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first.
In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers.


ONE FROGGY EVENING An old man was walking in the forest when he heard by his feet a very weak voice. He bent down to look and saw that the voice came from a little frog: "I'm a beautiful, erotic and sensual princess, skilled in all the carnal pleasures of love. An evil queen, envious of my charms, turned me into a frog, but if you kiss me I will once again be a fair maiden, and I will provide you with all the joys and delights of my voluptuous temperament and my ardent lust. The old man picked up the little frog and put her into his pocket. Bewildered, the frog looked out and asked: "What, you're not going to kiss me?" "Nope," replied the old man. "At my age it's more fun to have a talking frog than a sex maniac."


The newlyweds were suffering from exhaustion and after an examination,
their doctor advised, "It's not unusual for young people to overdo things during the first weeks of marriage. What you both need is rest. For the next month I want you to limit your sex life to those days of the week with an "R" in them. That is, Thursday, Friday and Saturday."

Since the end of the week was approaching the newlyweds had no immediate
difficulty following the doctor's orders. But on the first night of scheduled rest the young bride found herself eager as a beaver.

Hubby fell asleep, but she tossed and turned and finally nudged her spouse into partial wakefulness.

Expecting daylight, and confused with the darkness, he asked, "What day is it honey?"

She looks at him with a gleam in her eyes and says, "Mondray."