I have a large stash of these from the beloved Mel Lett. I will publish them slowly over time.

A week after their marriage, the redneck went to the doctor’s office.

“You ain’t gonna believe this, Doc,” said the husband. “My whacker’s turnin’ blue.”

“That’s pretty unusual,” said the doctor. “Let me examine you.”

The doctor takes a look. Sure enough, the redneck’s really is blue.

The doctor turns to the wife, “Are you using the diaphragm that I prescribed for you?”

“Yep, sure am,” she replied brightly.

“And what kind of jelly are you using with it?”

“Grape.”