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2 February 2007
Hi Everyone!
Tough week this week
these really helped put a smile or two back
into me! Thanks!!
:-)> Dr Bernie
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Contents -
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(from Barbara Rosenberg) Best Blonde Joke Ive Seen
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Truly self-explanatory!

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(from Barbara Rosenberg) Super Husband
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A man had 50 yard line
tickets at the Super Bowl. As he sits down, another
man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him.
"No," he says, "The seat is empty."
"This is incredible!" said the man. "Who in their right mind
would have a seat like this for the Super Bowl and not use it?"
The first man says, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away.
This is the first Super Bowl we haven't been to
together since we got married in 1987."
"Oh . . . I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find someone
else - - a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to take the
seat?"
The man shakes his head. "No, they're all at the funeral."
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(from Irving4) How to Tell if You Have
Smelly Feet
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(from Tom Sokolowski) Redneck Mama
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A woman walks into the welfare office, trailed by 15 kids.
"WOW," the social worker exclaims, "are they ALL YOURS?"
"Yep they are all mine," the flustered momma sighs,
having heard that question a thousand times before. She says,
"Sit down Leroy." All the children rush to find
seats.
"Well," says the social worker, "then you must be
here to sign up. I'll need all your children's names." "This one's my
oldest, he is Leroy."
"OK, and who's next?"
"Well, this one, he is Leroy also." The
social worker raises an eyebrow but continues. One by one, through
the oldest four, all boys, all named Leroy. Then she is introduced to the
eldest girl, named Leighroy! "All
right," says the caseworker. "I'm seeing a pattern here. Are they ALL
named Leroy?"
Their Momma replied, "Well, yes; it makes it easier. When it
is time to get them out of bed and ready for school, I yell, 'Leroy!' An' when
it's time for dinner, I just yell 'Leroy!' an' they all comes arunnin.' An' if I need to stop the kid who's running
into the street, I just yell 'Leroy' and all of them stop. It's the smartest
idea I ever had, namin' them all Leroy." The social
worker thinks this over for a bit, then wrinkles her forehead and says
tentatively,
"But what if you just want ONE kid to come, and not
the whole bunch?"
"I call them by their last names.
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(from Lori Winick) Tech Support: Installing Husband 1.0
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Subject: Tech Support
INSTALLING HUSBAND 1.0
Dear Tech Support,
Last year I upgraded from
Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system
performance -- particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which
operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.
In addition, Husband 1.0
uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal
Attention 6.5 and then installed undesirable programs such as NFL 5.0, NBA 3.0,
and Golf Clubs 4.1. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6
simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these
problems, but to no avail.
What can I do?
Signed, Desperate
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Dear Desperate:
First keep in mind, Boyfriend
5.0 is an Entertainment Package, While usband 1.0 is an Operating System.
Please enter the command:
"http: I Thought You Loved Me.HTML" and try to download Tears 6.2 and
don't forget to install the Guilt 3.0 update. If that application works as
designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewelry
2.0 and Flowers 3.5.
But remember, overuse of the
above application can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy
Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1. Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will download the
Snoring Loudly Beta.
Whatever you do, DO NOT
install Mother-in-law 1.0 (it runs a virus in the background that will
eventually seize control of all your system resources). Also, do not attempt to
reinstall the Boyfriend 5.0 program. These are unsupported applications and
will crash Husband 1.0.
In summary, Husband 1.0 is a
great program, but it does have limited emory and cannot learn new applications
quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and
performance: we recommend Food 3.0 and
Hot Lingerie 7.7.
Good Luck!
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(from Scott Dismukes) The Balloonist
and the Fisherman
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A woman in a hot air
balloon realized she was lost. She lowered her altitude and spotted a man in a
boat below.
She shouted to him,
"Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour
ago, but I don't know where I am."
The man consulted his
portable GPS and replied, Youre in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet
above a ground elevation of 2346 feet above sea level. You are at 31 degrees,
14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west
longitude.
She rolled her eyes and
said, "You must be a Republican." "I am replied the man.
"How did you know?" "Well," answered the balloonist,
"everything you told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to
do with your information, and I'm still lost. Frankly, you've not been much
help to me."
The man smiled and
responded, "You must be a Democrat." "I am," replied the
balloonist. "How did you know?" "Well," said the man,
"you don't know where you are or where you're going. You've risen to where
you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise that you have
no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. You're in exactly
the same position you were in before we met, but, somehow, now it's my fault."
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(from Bricana) Don't eat chicken
sandwiches, no matter what.....
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A little boy and a little girl attended the same school and
became friends.
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>Every
day they would sit together to eat their lunch. They discovered that
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>they
both brought chicken sandwiches every day!
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>This
went on all through the fourth and fifth grades, until one day he
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>noticed
that her sandwich wasn't a chicken sandwich.
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>He
said, "Hey, how come you're not eating chicken, don't you like it anymore?"
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>She
said "I love it but I have to stop eating it."/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>
/bigger>/fontfamily> "Why?"
he asked.
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>She
pointed to her lap and said
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>"Cause I'm starting to grow little feathers down there!"
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>"Let
me see" he said.
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>okay"
and she pulled up her skirt.
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>He
looked and said, "That's right. You are! /x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>
/bigger>/fontfamily>Better not
eat any more chicken."
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>He
kept eating his chicken sandwiches until one day he brought peanut butter.
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>He
said to the little girl, "I have to stop eating chicken sandwiches,
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>I'm
starting to get feathers down there too!"
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>She
asked if she could look, so he pulled down his pants for her./x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>
/bigger>/fontfamily>
She said /x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>"Oh,
my God,/bigger>/bigger>/bigger>/bigger>/bigger>/fontfamily>
it's too late for you!
/x-tad-smaller>/fontfamily>You've
already got the neck and the /x-tad-smaller> GIBLETS
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(from Dick Sziede) - Two Computer Nerds In A Bar...
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Two
IT guys were talking in a bar after work. "Guess what,"
says the first IT guy, "I met this gorgeous blonde in a bar."
"What
did you do?" says the other IT guy.
"Well,
I invited her over to my place, we had a couple of drinks, we got into the mood
and then she suddenly asked me to take all her clothes off!"
"You're
kidding me!" says the second IT guy.
"Nope."
says IT guy one. "I took her miniskirt off, and then I lifted her up and
put her on my desk, next to my new laptop."
"Really?"
asked the second IT guy. "You got a new laptop?"
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(from Jackieten) Anisette Cookies
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This is for all the Italians out
there, and those who are lucky enough to be married to an Italian, and even to
all the friends of Italians.
An
elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of
impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite Italian anisette
cookies wafting up the stairs.
Gathering
his remaining strength, he lifted himself from the bed.
Leaning
against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even
greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands he crawled downstairs.
With
labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were
if not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven. For
there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were literally hundreds
of his favorite anisette sprinkled cookies. Was it heaven?
Or was
it one final act of heroic love from his devoted Italian wife of sixty years,
seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?
Mustering
one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, landing on his
knees in a crumpled posture, lips parted, the wondrous
taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to
life.
The
aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge of the
table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.
"Get
outta here! " she
shouted, "They're for the funeral!"
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(from Jackster) A Winter Poem
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I received this beautiful winter poem and thought it might be a
comfort to you on these cold winter days ahead. It was to me, and it's very
well written. I hope you enjoy it because it's the best piece of English
literature I've seen in quite a while....
" WINTER " a
poem by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre
SHIT, It's Cold!
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