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with me, please read
my disclaimer, just so you know that I've left you no openings to sue
me. Heh. (Tis the funniest thing on this page so far, thinks I.)
Food for Thought:
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Life is sexually transmitted.
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Kids in the back seat cause accidents; accidents
in the back seat cause kids.
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Two wrongs don't make a right, but two Wrights made
an airplane.
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It's not the pace of life that concerns me, it's
the sudden stop at the end.
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The problem with the gene pool is that there is no
lifeguard.
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It's hard to make a comeback when you haven't been
anywhere.
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Living on Earth is expensive, but it does include
a free trip around the sun.
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The only time the world beats a path to your door
is if you're in the bathroom.
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If God wanted me to touch my toes, he would have
put them on my knees.
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Never knock on Death's door; ring the doorbell and
run (he hates that).
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Lead me not into temptation (I can find the way myself).
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When you're finally holding all the cards, why does
everyone else decide to play chess?
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If you're living on the edge, make sure you're wearing
your seat belt.
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The mind is like a parachute; it works much better
when it's open.
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Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out
alive, anyway.
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There are two kinds of pedestrians...the quick and
the dead.
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An unbreakable toy is useful for breaking other toys.
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A closed mouth gathers no feet.
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Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at
which one can die.
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It's not hard to meet expenses...they're everywhere.
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Jury: Twelve people who determine which client has
the better attorney.
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The only difference between a rut and a grave is
the depth.
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If we could just get everyone to close their eyes
and visualize world peace for an hour, imagine how serene and quiet it
would be until the looting started.
The Dog
A butcher is working, and really busy. He notices a dog in his shop and
shoos him away. Later, he notices the dog is back again. He walks over
to the dog, and notices the dog has a note in his mouth. The butcher takes
the note, and it reads:
Can I have 12 sausages and a leg of lamb, please.
The butcher looks, and lo and behold, in the dog's mouth, there is a ten
dollar bill. So the butcher takes the money, puts the sausages and lamb
in a bag, and places it in the dog's mouth. The butcher is very impressed,
and since it's closing time, he decides to close up shop and follow the
dog. So, off he goes. The dog is walking down the street and comes to a
crossing. The dog puts down the bag, jumps up and presses the crossing
button. Then he waits patiently, bag in mouth, for the lights to change.
They do, and he walks across the road, with the butcher following. The
dog then comes to a bus stop, and starts looking at the timetable. The
butcher is in awe at this stage. The dog checks out the times, and sits
on one of the seats to wait for the bus. Along comes a bus. The dog
walks to the front of the bus, looks at the number, and goes back to his
seat. Another bus comes. Again the dog goes and looks at the number, notices
it's the right bus, and climbs on. The butcher, by now open-mouthed, follows
him onto the bus.
The bus travels thru town and out to the suburbs. Eventually the dog
gets up, moves to the front of the bus, and standing on his hind legs,
pushes the button to stop the bus. The dog gets off, groceries still in
his mouth, and the butcher still following.
They walk down the road, and the dog approaches a house. He walks up
the path, and drops the groceries on the step. Then he walks back down
the path, takes a big run, and throws himself -whap!-
against the door. He goes back down the path, takes another run, and throws
himself -whap!- against the door again!
There's no answer at the door, so the dog goes back down the path, jumps
up on a narrow wall, and walks along the perimeter of the garden. He gets
to a window, and bangs his head against it several times. He walks back,
jumps off the wall, and waits at the door.
The butcher watches as a big guy opens the door, and starts laying into
the dog, really yelling at him.
The butcher runs up and stops the guy. "What the heck are you doing?
This dog is a genius. He could be on TV, for God's sake!" To which the
guy responds, "Genius, my eye. This is the second time this week he's forgotten
his key!"
Blonde Jokes
Why do Blondes have "TGIF" written on their shoes?
To remind them Toes Go In First.
Three Blondes were driving to Disneyland. After being in the car
for 4 hours they finally saw a sign that said "Disneyland left" so they
turned around and went home.
What did the Blonde say when she opened the box of Cheerios?
Oh look, daddy ... doughnut seeds.
Why did the Blonde stare at a can of frozen orange juice?
Because it said concentrate.
Why do Blondes always smile during lightning storms?
They think their picture is being taken.
How can you tell when a Blonde sends you a fax?
It has a stamp on it.
Why can't Blondes dial 911?
They can't find the eleven on the phone!
What do you do if a Blonde throws a pin at you?
Run, she's got a grenade in her mouth!
How can you tell if a Blonde has been using your computer?
There is whiteout all over the monitor.
Why shouldn't Blondes have coffee breaks?
It takes too long to retrain them.
A brunette goes to the doctor and as she touches each part of her body
with her finger she says, "Doctor it hurts everywhere. My leg hurts,
my arm hurts, my neck hurts, and even my head hurts!" The doctor asks,
"Were you ever a Blonde?" "Yes, I was." she replies. "Why do you ask?"
The doctor answers, "Because your it's your finger that's is broken!"
A Blonde and a brunette were walking outside when the brunette said,
"Oh, look at the dead bird." The Blonde looked skyward and said "Where,
where?"
A brunette is standing on some train tracks,jumping from rail to rail,
saying "21" "21" "21". A Blonde walks up, sees her and decides to join
her. She also starts jumping from rail to rail, saying "21" "21" "21".
Suddenly, the brunette hears a train whistle, and she jumps off the tracks
just as the Blonde is splattered all over the place. The brunette goes
back to jumping from rail to rail, counting, "22" "22" "22".
How do you drown a Blonde?
Put a scratch & sniff sticker at the bottom of the pool.
Why does it take longer to build a Blonde snowman as opposed to a regular
one?
You have to hollow out the head.
How do you get a twinkle in a Blonde's eye?
Shine a flashlight in her ear.
Why don't Blondes like making KOOL-AID?
Because they can't fit 8 cups of water in the little packet.
Did you hear about the two Blondes that were found frozen to death in
their car at a drive-in movie theater? They went to see "Closed for the
Winter".
Why won't they hire Blondes as pharmacists?
They keep breaking the prescription bottles in the typewriters.
A blonde decides she's tired of all the jokes and disrespect and dyes
her hair brown. Sure enough, she finds people take her more seriously.
One day she goes out in the country and sees a shepherd with his flock.
She is taken by how cute the sheep are, and so she stops and goes up
to the shepherd and says: "If I can tell you how many sheep are in your
flock, can I have one for a pet?"
The shepherd agrees, thinking that there is no way he's going to lose
a sheep, but with a wild guess she hits the right number, so he lets her
go out into the flock and pick out her pet. As she comes back to
the fence, the shepherd says: "If I can tell you what color your
hair was before you died it brown, can I have my dog back?"
Scam?!?
A North Carolina man, having bought several expensive cigars, insured them
against... get this... fire. After he had smoked them, he then decided
that he had a claim against the insurance company and filed. The insurance
company refused to pay, citing the obvious reason that the man had consumed
the cigar normally. The man sued. The judge stated that since the company
had insured the cigars against fire, they were obligated to pay. After
the man accepted payment for his claim, the company then had him arrested
..... for arson.
Good, Bad, Worse...
Note: Contains adult
content.
Bad: You can't find your vibrator.
Worse: Your daughter "borrowed" it.
Bad: You find a porn movie in your son's room.
Worse: You're in it.
Bad: Your children are sexually active.
Worse: With each other.
Bad: Your husband's a crossdresser.
Worse: He looks better than you.
Bad: Your son's involved in Satanism.
Worse: As a sacrifice.
Bad: Your wife wants a divorce.
Worse: She's a lawyer.
Bad: Your wife's leaving you.
Worse: For another woman.
Bad: Your wife's arrested for soliciting.
Worse: She implicates you.
Good: Hot outdoor sex.
Bad: You're arrested.
Worse: By your husband.
Good: You came home for a quickie.
Bad: So did the postman.
Good: You came home for a quickie.
Bad: Your wife walks in.
Good: You go to see a strip show.
Bad: Your daughter's the headliner.
Good: Your boyfriend's exercising.
Bad: So he'll fit in your clothes.
Good: Your car conveniently "runs out of gas."
Bad: For real.
Good: Your child's "waiting for Mr. Right".
Bad: Your son, that is.
Good: Your daughter's on the Pill.
Bad: She's eleven.
Good: Your neighbor exercises in the nude.
Bad: He weighs 350 pounds.
Good: Your uncle leaves you a fortune.
Bad: It's counterfeit.
Good: Your wife meets you at the door nude.
Bad: She's coming home.
Good: Your wife's kinky.
Bad: With the neighbors.
Worse: All of them.
"Battlefield" Conversion?
An atheist was spending a quiet day fishing when suddenly his boat was
attacked by the Loch Ness monster. In one easy flip, the beast tossed him
and his boat high into the air. Then it opened its mouth to swallow both.
As the man sailed head over heels, he cried out, "Oh, my God! Please
help me!"
At once, the ferocious attack scene froze in place, and as the atheist
hung in mid-air, a booming voice came down from the clouds, "I thought
you didn't believe in Me!"
"Come on God, give me a break!!" the man pleaded. "Two minutes
ago I didn't believe in the Loch Ness monster either!"
An Ohioan's Winter Diary Entries
Note: Contains swearing.
Lots. The poor Ohioans hadn't gotten much snow before this.
December 8th-6:00pm
It started snowing; the first of the season and the wife and I prepared
some wonderful cocktails and sat by the window watching the beautiful soft
flakes float placidly down all over the scene before us. What a lovely
sight to behold!
December 9th
We awoke to a big beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering
the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Every tree and shrub was covered
by a beautiful mantle. I shovelled snow for the first time in years and
loved it. So exhilarating! I shovelled both the driveway and the sidewalks.
Later a snow plow came by and covered our sidewalks and part of the drive,
so I shovelled it once again.
December 11th
The sun has melted all of our lovely snow. Oh well, I am sure we will
get some more before this lovely winter is through.
December 12th
It snowed 10 inches last night and the temperature dropped to 20 below
zero. I went outside and shovelled the driveway and sidewalks. The snow
plow came through and did it's trick again.
December 13th
It snowed another 8 inches last night. I went out once again to shovel.
The plow came by again and you guessed it! So I shovelled again. Pondering
the thought of selling the station wagon and getting a 4x4.
December 14th
Well it's still snowing. It snowed another 6 inches last night. I sold
the station wagon today and bought a 4x4 blazer so I now can drive in the
snow. Bought snow tires for the wife's car.
December 16th
It stopped snowing, now we have freezing rain. Went outside and
fell on my ass on the driveway. Luckily, all I hurt were my feelings.
December 17th
Stopped raining, the temperature is 28 below zero, and it is starting
to snow again.
December 18th
Still colder than a well digger's ass (22 below in the a.m.) and the
icy roads make for very white-knuckled driving.
December 20th
We had another 14 inches of the white shit last night. More shovelling
in store for me today. The God damn snow plow came by twice today.
December 22nd
We will be assured of a white Christmas because 13 more inches of that
crap fell today and with the freezing weather it probably won't melt until
August. I got all dressed up to go out and shovel (boots, long johns, snowmobile
suit, scarf, earmuffs, hat, goggles, and gloves), then I got a wicked urge
to piss.
December 23rd
I was going to go ice-fishing today but the worms froze and I didn't
want the fish to break their teeth on my fuckin' bait.
December 24th
If I ever catch the son-of-a-bitch that drives the damn snow plow,
I'll drag him bare-assed through the snow by his balls. I think the bastard
hides around the corner and waits until I'm finished shovelling and then
comes down the street at 100 miles per hour, just to see how far he can
throw that white shit back on to my lawn and driveway.
December 25th
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Ho Ho fuckin' Ho! The weather man predicts 20 more
inches of this white bullshit. I wonder if they know just how many shovels
full of this white shit 20 inches really is?
ASSHOLES!!! Fuck Santa, He doesn't have to bust his balls shovelling
this shit. He has his elves do it for him. The snow plow driver came by
today and asked for a donation for toys for tots. I wrapped him so fuckin'
hard upside his head with my snow shovel... it'll be Christmas in July
before the son-of-a-bitch remembers his name.
December 26th
Guess who in hell got 28 inches of snow last night? I think that I'm
going blind or getting severe cabin fever because the wife is starting
to look really fine to me!
December 27th
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It silly ass toilet froze last night. If you go outside don't eat the yellow
or brown snow...
December 28th
It was so cold last night all the water pipes froze. I should probably
sell tickets so my neighbors can ice skate in my living room. Damn
it! This sucks.
December 29th
I set fire to the house today; now let's see that white shit cling
to my roof!!!
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