A man finds out he has an inoperable brain tumor. It’s so large, they have to do a brain transplant. His doctor gives him a choice of available brains. There’s rocket scientist brains for $15 an ounce, regular scientist brains for $10 an ounce, and sexaholic brains for the sum of $800 an ounce. The man asks, “How come the sexaholic brains are so expensive?” The doctor replies, “Because they’ve never been used.”

A long-time SA member, Joe R., has lived to a very old age. One morning while lying in bed, an angel of God appears to Joe.

Joe asks, “What have you come for, Angel? Is it my time?” The angel responds, “Joe, God has sent me to deliver two pieces of news to you.” Joe says, in anticipation, “Please go ahead.”

The angel says, “I have come to tell you that we have SA meetings in heaven.” Joe exclaims, “Thanks be to God — that’s great news! What’s the other news you have?” “Well, you’re chairing tonight’s meeting.”
 

If a sexaholic says something while in the forest and there’s no S-Anon there to hear him, is he still wrong?
 

Directions to SA: Just go straight to hell and make a U-turn.