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Posted: 05 May 2009 04:26 AM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 91 ]
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I hate to run over animals, and I really hate it on a motorcycle, but a
squirrel should pose no danger to me. I barely had time to brace for the
impact. Animal lovers, never fear. Squirrels, I discovered, can take
care of themselves!
thanks.
vichi..........
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Posted: 08 June 2009 04:56 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 92 ]
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{are these bits something from down-under, or up-over?!}
••••

I met this bloke with a didgeridoo and he was playing Dancing Queen on it.
I thought, ‘That’s Aboriginal.’

This lorry full of tortoises collided with a van full of terrapins.
It was a turtle disaster.

I told my girlfriend I had a job in a bowling alley. She said ‘Tenpin?’
I said, ‘No, permanent.’

I went in to a pet shop. I said, ‘Can I buy a goldfish?’
The guy said, ‘Do you want an aquarium?’
I said, ‘I don’t care what star sign it is.’

I bought some Armageddon cheese today, and it said on the packet.
‘Best before End’

I went to buy a watch, and the man in the shop said ‘Analogue.’ I said
‘No, just a watch.’

I went into a shop and I said, ‘Can someone sell me a kettle.’ The bloke
said ‘Kenwood’ I said, ‘Where is he then?’

My mate is in love with two schoolbags. He’s bi-satchel.

I went to the doctor. I said to him ‘I’m frightened of lapels.’ He said,
‘You’ve got cholera.’

I met the bloke who invented crosswords today. I can’t remember his
name, its P something T something R.

I was reading this book today, The History of Glue. I couldn’t put it down.

I phoned the local ramblers club today, but the bloke who answered just
went on and on.

The recruitment consultant asked me ‘What do you think of voluntary
work? I said ‘I wouldn’t do it if you paid me.’

I was in the jungle and there was this monkey with a tin opener. I said,
‘You don’t need a tin opener to peel a banana.’ He said, ‘No, this is for the custard.’

This policeman came up to me with a pencil and a piece of very thin
paper. He said, ‘I want you to trace someone for me..’

I told my mum that I’d opened a theatre. She said, ‘Are you having me on?’
I said, ‘Well I’ll give you an audition, but I’m not promising you anything.’

I phoned the local builders today, I said to them ‘Can I have a skip
outside my house?’ He said, ‘I’m not stopping you!’

This cowboy walks in to a German car showroom and he says ‘Audi!’

I fancied a game of darts with my mate. He said, ‘Nearest the bull goes
first’ He went ‘Baah’ and I went ‘Moo’ He said ‘You’re closest’

I was driving up the motorway and my boss phoned me and he told me
I’d been promoted. I was so shocked I swerved the car. He phoned me
again to say I’d been promoted even higher and I swerved again. He then
made me managing director and I went right off into a tree. The police
came and asked me what had happened. I said ‘I careered off the road’

I visited the offices of the RSPCA today.
It’s tiny: you couldn’t swing a cat in there.

I was stealing things in the supermarket today while balanced on the shoulders
of a couple of vampires. I was charged with shoplifting on two counts.

I bought a train ticket to France and the ticket seller said ‘Eurostar’ I said
‘Well I’ve been on telly but I’m no Dean Martin.

I phoned the local gym and I asked if they could teach me how to do the splits.
He said, ‘How flexible are you?’ I said, ‘I can’t make Tuesdays or Thursdays.’

I went to the local video shop and I said, ‘Can I borrow Batman Forever?’
He said, ‘No, you’ll have to bring it back tomorrow’

A waiter asks a man, ‘May I take your order, sir?’ ‘Yes,’ the man replies.
‘I’m just wondering, exactly how do you prepare your chickens?’ ‘Nothing
special, sir. We just tell them straight out that they’re going to die.’

••••

When you really can’t understand (or stand for) the jokes you hear…
Be sure you’re listening in the correct language to appreciate them! smile

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Posted: 24 June 2009 07:16 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 93 ]
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AMA Notice:

American Medical Association Researchers have found that patients
needing blood transfusions may benefit from receiving chicken blood
rather than human blood.

It tends to make the men cocky and the women lay better.
Just thought you’d like to know.

•••••

And reasons for crossing the road should easier to come by. smile

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Posted: 12 August 2009 12:20 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 94 ]
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{was forwarded to me in huge list of strangers...}
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •

> Drafting Guys over 60
>
>—-- this is obviously written by a Former Soldier—--
>
> New Direction for any war: Send Service Vets over 60!
>
> I am over 60 and the Armed Forces thinks I’m too old to
> track down
> terrorists. You can’t be older than 42 to join the
> military. They’ve got the
> whole thing ass-backwards. Instead of sending 18-year olds
> off to fight,
> they ought to take us old guys. You shouldn’t be able
> to join a military
> unit until you’re at least 35.
>
> For starters:
> Young guys haven’t lived long enough to be cranky, and
> a cranky soldier is a
> dangerous soldier. ‘My back hurts! I can’t sleep,
> I’m tired and hungry’ We
> are impatient and maybe letting us kill some asshole that
> desperately
> deserves it will make us feel better and shut us up for a
> while.
>
> An 18-year-old doesn’t even like to get up before 10
> a.m. Old guys always
> get up early to pee so what the hell. Besides, like I said,
> ‘I’m tired and
> can’t sleep and since I’m already up, I may as well
> be up killing some
> fanatical s-of-a-b....
>
> If captured we couldn’t spill the beans because
> we’d forget where we put
> them. In fact, name, rank, and serial number would be a
> real brainteaser.
>
> Boot camp would be easier for old guys. We’re used to
> getting screamed and
> yelled at and we’re used to soft food. We’ve also
> developed an appreciation
> for guns. We’ve been using them for years as an excuse
> to get out of the
> house, away from the screaming and yelling.
>
> They could lighten up on the obstacle course however.
> I’ve been in combat
> and didn’t see a single 20-foot wall with rope hanging
> over the side, nor
> did I ever do any pushups after completing basic training.
> Actually, the
> running part is kind of a waste of energy, too. I’ve
> never seen anyone
> outrun a bullet.
>
> An 18-year-old has the whole world ahead of him. He’s
> still learning to
> shave, to start up a conversation with a pretty girl. He
> still hasn’t
> figured out that a baseball cap has a brim to shade his
> eyes, not the back
> of his head.
>
> These are all great reasons to keep our kids at home to
> learn a little more
> about life before sending them off into harm’s way.
>
> Let us old guys track down those dirty rotten coward
> terrorists. The last
> thing an enemy would want to see is a couple of million
> pissed off old farts
> with attitudes and automatic weapons who know that their
> best years are
> already behind them.
>
> ***How about recruiting Women over 50 ...with PMS !!!
> You think Men have attitudes !!! Ohhhhhhhhh my God!!!
>
> If nothing else, put us on border patrol....we will have it
> secured the
> first night!

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
{so how’s life, in the daily trenches?—title of a newsletter in there, huh?!}

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Posted: 19 August 2009 02:19 AM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 95 ]
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“Demon Alcohol” by the Kinks’ (Muswell Hillbillies)

Here is a story about a sinner,
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position,
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements,
And his selfish wife’s fanatical ambition,
It turned him to the booze,
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision.
The floosie made him spend his dole
She left him lying on skid row
A drunken lag in some salvation army mission.
Its such a shame.

Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would say,
Damn it all and blow it all,
Oh demon alcohol,
Memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol.

Barley wine pink gin,
He’ll drink anything,
Port, pernod or tequila,
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks,
As long as all his troubles disappear.
But he messed up his life and he beat up his wife,
And the floosie’s gone and found another sucker

She’s gonna turn him on to drink
Shes gonna lead him to the brink
And when his money’s gone,
She’ll leave him in the gutter,
Its such a shame.

Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall,
A slave to demon alcohol.

•  •  •  •  •  •  •  •  •  •  •  •  •  •
{sounds like ‘that he’ was married to ms. alcohol smile}

ps: if these are lyrics, that’s news to me.
never heard of such a song; this, reposted
as found from another forum’s open pages.

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Posted: 23 August 2009 04:37 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 96 ]
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This has to be situated in a low-tech non-direct-deposit location

•  •  •  •  •  •  •  •

A guy walked into the local welfare office to pick up his check. He
marched straight up to the counter and said, “Hi. You know, I just
HATE drawing welfare. I’d really rather have a job.”

The social worker behind the counter said, “Your timing is excellent..
We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man who wants a
Chauffeur and bodyguard for his beautiful daughter. You’ll have to
drive around in his 2008 Mercedes-Benz CL, and he will supply all of
your clothes. Because of the long hours, meals will be provided.
You’ll also be expected to escort the daughter on her overseas holiday
trips. This is rather awkward to say but you will also have as part of
your job assignment to satisfy her sexual urges as the daughter is in
her mid-20’s and has a rather strong sex drive. A two-bedroom loft
type apartment with plasma TV, stereo, bar, etc.. located above the
garage will be designated for your sole use and the salary is $200,000
a year.”

The guy, just plain wide-eyed, said, “You’re bullshootin’ me!”

The social worker said, “Yeah, well . . You started it!”

•  •  •  •  •  •  •

{ one wonders, what if? and would he qualify for unemployment soon? }

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Posted: 23 August 2009 05:08 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 97 ]
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Classic joke about a lottery winner:

Interviewer: Congratulations to you on winning several million, that will really change your life.
As you didn’t try to hide your identity, what are you going to do about all the begging letters?

Winner: Oh, I’ll still keep sending those out.

{ ...now that’s the spirit...! }

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Posted: 31 August 2009 07:58 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 98 ]
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Doctors weigh in...

The Allergists voted to scratch it, but the Dermatologists
advised not to make any rash moves.

The Gastroenterologists had sort of a gut feeling about it, but
the Neurologists thought the Administration had a lot of nerve.

The Obstetricians felt they were all laboring under a misconception.
Ophthalmologists considered the idea shortsighted.

Pathologists yelled, “Over my dead body!”
while the Pediatricians said, “Oh, Grow up!”

The Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness,
while the Radiologists could see right through it.

Surgeons decided to wash their hands of the whole thing. The
Internists thought it was a bitter pill to swallow, and the Plastic
Surgeons said, “This puts a whole new face on the matter....”

The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but the Urologists
were pissed off at the whole idea.

The Anesthesiologists thought the whole idea was a gas, and the
Cardiologists didn’t have the heart to say no.

In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision
up to the assholes in Washington.

•  •  •  •  •

{goes to show you what can be accomplished by a bunch of professionals}

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Posted: 02 September 2009 02:16 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 99 ]
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{off-work adult-level medical-humor alert!}

Confusion at the Bank

A very tired nurse walks into a bank,
totally exhausted after an 18-hour shift.

Preparing to write a check,
she pulls a rectal thermometer out of her purse
and tries to write with it…

When she realizes her mistake,
she looks at the flabbergasted teller
and without missing a beat, she says:

“Well, that’s great....that’s just great....
Some askhole’s got my pen!!!”

•  •  •  •  •

and you never know what really goes on behind closed doors.

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Posted: 05 September 2009 08:44 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 100 ]
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Old Man and the Med Students

Two medical students were walking along the street when they
saw an old man walking with his legs spread apart.  He was
stiff-legged and walking slowly.

One student said to his friend: “I’m sure that poor old man
has Peltry Syndrome. Those people walk just like that.”

The other student says: “No, I don’t think so. The old man surely
has Zovitzki Syndrome.  He walks slowly and his legs are apart
just as we learned in class.”

Since they couldn’t agree they decided to ask the old man. They
approached him and one of the students said to him:

“We’re medical students and couldn’t help but notice the way
you walk, but we couldn’t agree on the syndrome you might have. 
Could you tell us what it is?”

The old man said, “I’ll tell you, but first you tell me what you
two fine medical students think.”

The first student said, “I think it’s Peltry Syndrome.”

The old man said, “You thought…
...But you are wrong.”

The other student said, “I think you have Zovitzki Syndrome.”

The old man said, “You thought…
...But you are wrong.”

So they asked him, “Well, old timer, what do you have?”

The old man said, “I thought it was GAS…
...But I was wrong, too!”

• •  •  •  •  •

{so many thoughts, yet few were right… sounds almost republican!}

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Posted: 17 September 2009 02:19 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 101 ]
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A Well Planned Retirement....

Outside England ‘s Bristol Zoo there is a parking lot for 150 cars and 8 buses.
For 25 years, its parking fees were managed by a very pleasant attendant.
The fees were less for cars (about $1.40), more for busses (about $7).

Then, one day, after 25 solid years of never missing a day of work, he just didn’t
show up; so the Zoo Management called the City Council and asked it to send them
another parking agent.

The Council did some research and replied that the parking lot was the Zoo’s own
responsibility. The Zoo advised the Council that the attendant was a City employee.
The City Council responded that the lot attendant had never been on the City payroll.

Meanwhile, sitting in his villa on the coast of Spain is a man who’d apparently had
a ticket machine installed completely on his own; and then had simply begun to
show up every day, commencing to collect and keep the parking fees, estimated at
about $560 per day—for 25 years. Assuming 7 days a week, this amounts to just
over $7 million dollars!

....And no one even knows his name. smile

•  •  •  •

{can anyone line me up one of those ticket machines for a vacant lot I’ve spied
near one of my state’s larger towns?—i think there’s a gold mine in this idea!}

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Posted: 05 October 2009 03:21 AM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 102 ]
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Perils of Golf…

Lars and Ole are out golfing one morning and the round is going pretty good
with one exception - the two women in front of them are going just too slowly.

After a half dozen holes of Lars and Ole waiting and waiting
and waiting for these gals, Lars finally tells Ole, “Hey, Ole,
go up der and tell dem vemmen to speed it up.”

So Ole approaches and when he gets a good look, he ducks his head and quickly
steals back - “I can’t talk to dose vemmen,” he tells Lars, “vun uh dem is my vife,
and de odder is my misteress!”

“Oh fer cripes sake!” says Lars, “I’ll just go tell dem myself”. Moments later,
he creeps back and says to Ole, “Boy! It’s a small vorld, isn’t it!”
•  •  •  •  •

{small and curiously just a little inbred?}

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Posted: 05 October 2009 03:29 AM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 103 ]
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Realistic circumstances make for superiour training

The FBI needed to recruit some top notch agents. After
several tests and a grueling selection process, it was
narrowed down to 2 males and 1 female.

FBI agent: “This is the final test, we need to make sure that you will follow instructions
no matter what the circumstances. I will give you each a gun, behind that door is your
husband/wife sitting on a chair, you must go in and kill him/her!”

1st male candidate: ‘Are you serious, I could never kill my wife!’
FBI agent: Then you are not what we are looking for!

2nd male candidate: Enters the room and comes back out, with
tears in his eyes. ‘I tried, but I just couldn’t kill my wife!’
FBI agent: Then you are not what we are looking for!

Female candidate: Enters the room, you could hear gunfire, things smashing against
the walls, furniture being broken and then after a few minutes, total silence! She walks
out, wipes the sweat from her forehead and says “some idiot put blanks in the gun so
I had to finish him off with the chair!”

•  •  •  •  •

{screening and training, toward perfection… the few, the proud.}

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Posted: 07 October 2009 11:48 PM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 104 ]
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ANNIVERSARIES and cherished memories

A woman awakes during the night to find that her husband was
not in their bed. She puts on her robe and goes downstairs to
look for him. She finds him sitting at the kitchen table with a hot
cup of coffee in front of him. He appears to be in deep thought,
just staring at the wall. She watches as he wipes a tear from his
eye and takes a sip of his coffee.

‘What’s the matter, dear?’ she whispers as she steps into the room,
‘Why are you down here at this time of night?’

The husband looks up from his coffee, ‘I am just remembering
when we first met 20 years ago and started dating. You were
only 16. ‘Do you remember back then?’ he asks solemnly.

The wife is almost reduced to tears herself, just thinking how
caring and sensitive her husband is. ‘Yes, I do’ she replies.

The husband pauses.

The words were not coming easily. ‘Do you remember when
your father caught us In the back seat of my car?’

Yes, I remember,’ said the wife, lowering herself into a chair
beside him. The husband continues. ‘Do you remember when
he shoved that shotgun in my face and said, ‘Either you marry
my daughter, or I will send you to jail for 20 years?’

‘I remember that, too’ she replies softly.
He wipes another tear from his cheek and says…

‘I would have gotten out today.’

•  •  •  •  •  •  •

{life is a prison—you can’t break free!}

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Posted: 12 October 2009 08:03 AM   [ Ignore ]   [ # 105 ]
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I love this thread. Some stories and articles posted here are really funny. I needed this. Thanks for sharing guys.

Regards,
Renee
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