Which is better, testicles or brains?

I'm clearing up a minor financial issue I created by mis-speaking with my doctor's office. The manager kept asking why I said 'yada yada' when it was really 'yoda foda'. I finally gave up and said,"Look, if you want accurate information, ask my wife. She got the brains and I got the testicles. Seemed like a good idea at the time."

impish grin

but it doesn't tell me anything.

:dunce:

:rofl:

nothing beats a nicely dangling uvula

(the hangy thing in the back of your throat)

In my younger days, I enjoyed playing "uvula hockey." :evilgrin:

:dunce:

cuz of my uvula
:blush:

some of us are just born lucky

oh and you get this this too
:spank:

my gut almost never steers me wrong. But then again.........


Who is the boss


When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be the boss.

The brain said, "since I control everything and do all the thinking, I should be the boss."

The feet said, "since I carry man where he wants to go and get him in position to do what the brain wants, then I should be the boss."

The hands said, "since I must do all the work and earn all the money to keep the rest of you going, I should be the boss."

And so it went with the eyes, the heart, the lungs, and all the other parts of the body, each giving the reason why they should be the boss.

Finally, the asshole spoke up and said it was going to be the boss.

All the other parts laughed and laughed at the idea of the asshole being the boss. The asshole got so angry that he blocked himself off and refused to function.

Soon the brain was feverish and could barely think, the feet felt like lead weights and was almost too weak to drag the body anywhere, the eyes grew bleary, and the hands hung useless at the sides. All pleaded with the brain to let the asshole be declared the boss.

And so it happened; all the other parts did all the work and the asshole just bossed and passed out a lot of crap.

THE MORAL: You don't have to be a brain to be a boss, just an old asshole.

Alternate moral: No matter how well things are going, it can all be shut down by a single asshole.

If you're trying to breed, then brains aren't much help. In fact, they encourage one to be overly picky in the choice of a mate, delaying the whole process if not derailing it completely.

However, if you're trying to do math, I suggest you don't just decorate the paper with semen and call it a day. That process takes brains.

Now if I was taking a test, I'd say brains. If I was wooing my lady friend, I'd say "honey,do you know how smart I am"?
When we first met, she said she was a "crossword queen". well, as a crossword fan myself, I challenged her to a duel. I won. Now she lives with me.

:puke:

but alas hard to find these days due to mad cow fears. Of course, the first time I had them was in a Michelin 2-star restaurant in Belgium, which locals claim was only 2 stars because it wasn't in France, and they could probably make anything taste good. I thought the Prairie Oysters I once had were rather bland and nothing special.

But for organ meats I'd go with tripe over either.

Also, I'm clicking my mouse with my really large cock.

Comes in handy during a pissing match.

:)

;)

They are both equally horrible microwaved.

I couldn't resist.

Balls can be troublesome things. You can quote me on that.

The answer depends entirely on the situation in which the question is being posed! :evilgrin:

Testes are always the correct answer.

:rofl:

At least it did a lot of thinking for me that got me into a lot of trouble.

"Brains PLUS guts/a spine/ovaries/testicles = a dangerous combination."

Let's hear it for everyone who has both brains and the guts, or a spine, or ovaries, or the balls to get the job done.

:evilgrin:
BHN

pretty much sums it up

unless you reproduce asexually.

having only brains and no means to reproduce is a genetic dead-end. all that power for such a brief time, like a candle blowing out in the dark...

But then again, why would you want to live?

:shrug: