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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Sunday, March 29, 2009 Right now it is snowing like crazy. Real blizzard going on. The orange street lights help a little bit, but even under the lights, visibility is only about 15 feet. Two more days until they announce Global Cooling! Then we'll surely get a heat wave.
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A local preacher was dissatisfied with the small amount in the collection plates each Sunday. Someone suggested to him that perhaps he might be able to hypnotize the congregation into giving more. "And just how would I go about doing that?" he asked. "It is very simple. First you turn up the air conditioner so that the auditorium is warmer than usual. Then you preach in a monotone. Meanwhile, you dangle a watch on a chain and swing it in a slow arc above the lectern and suggest they put 20 dollars in the collection plate." The very next Sunday, the reverend did as suggested, and lo and behold, the plates were full of 20 dollar bills. Now, the preacher did not want to take advantage of this technique each and every Sunday. So therefore, he waited for a couple of weeks and then tried his mass hypnosis again. Just as the last of the congregation was becoming mesmerized, the chain on the watch broke and the watch hit the lectern with a loud thud and springs and parts flew everywhere. "Crap!" exclaimed the pastor. It took them three weeks to clean up the church.
A senior citizen visits his doctor for a routine check-up and everything seems fine. The doctor asks him about his sex life. "Well..." the man drawled, "not bad at all to be honest. The wife ain't all that interested anymore, so I just cruise around. In the past week I was able to pick-up and bed three girls, none of whom were over fifty years old." "My goodness Frank, and at your age too! You are well over 90 !." the doctor said. "I hope you took at least some precautions." "Yep. You might hear from them! I may be old, but I ain't senile yet doc. I gave 'em all a phony name, yours ." On a crowded airliner five-year-old Little Johnny is throwing a wild temper tantrum. No matter what his frustrated, embarrassed mother does to try to calm him down, Little Johnny continues to scream furiously and kick the seats around him. Suddenly, from the rear of the plane, an elderly minister slowly walks forward up the aisle. Stopping the flustered mother with an upraised hand, the minister leans down and whispers something into Little Johnny's ear. Instantly, he calms down, gently takes his mother's hand, and quietly fastens his seat belt. All the other passengers burst into spontaneous applause. As the minister slowly makes his way back to his seat, one of the stewardesses takes him by the sleeve. "Excuse me, Reverend," she says quietly, "what holy words did you use on that stupid brat?" The old man smiles serenely and gently says, "I told him if he didn't cut that crap out, I'd kick his ass to the moon." Hey, Mom," asked Johnny "can you give me twenty dollars?" "Certainly not." "If you do," he went on, "I'll tell you what dad said to the maid about you, when you were at the beauty shop." His mother's ears perked up and, grabbing her purse, she handed over the money. "Well? What did he say?" "He said, 'Hey, Marie, don't park so close to my wife's parking spot. She will dent your car for sure!' "
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Saturday, March 28, 2009 Three more days until they announce Global Cooling!
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Two daughters had been given parts in a pageant play at their Church. At dinner that night, they got into an argument as to who had the most important role. Finally the 10 year old said to her younger sister, "Well you just ask Mom. She'll tell you it's much harder to be a virgin than it is to be an angel."
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A young engaged couple were getting some prenuptial counseling from their minister. The guy asked, "Is it okay to have sex before the wedding?" The minister replied, "No. It might delay the ceremony." An honest seven-year-old admitted calmly to her parents that Billy Brown had kissed her after class. "How did that happen?" gasped her mother. "It wasn't easy," admitted the young lady, "but Cindy tripped him and Susie and me jumped on him." A bill collector came knocking at the door of a lady who had fallen behind on her bills. "All right, lady," said the bill collector, "how about the next installment on that couch?" The lady shrugged. "I guess that's better than having to give you money."
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Friday, March 27, 2009 Four more days until they announce Global Cooling!
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Here's a woman with no luck for names. Born Jennifer Crabb, and enduring teasing throughout school, her nearest neighbors had the last names Beaver, Butt, and Blow. Finally she attended Denison College where she slept in Beaver Dorm. Denison College, by the way, is in Licking County, Ohio.
The medics rushed Mr. Steinberg to the hospital in the middle of the night, apparently with a massive heart attack. The doctors work on him all night and morning and finally discharge him to ICU, where therapy continues. After a couple of days, Mr. Steinberg's physician comes into his room and says, "Sol, I'm happy to tell you that you are completely well. You have the heart function that you did when you were a fifteen-year-old lad. We're going to send you home tomorrow. You don't have to worry about your heart; do any physical exercise that you like." Mr. Steinberg goes home and that evening is talking with his wife. "Doris, you'll never believe it! I'm completely well. I have no worries with my heart. Tonight, Darling, you and I are going to make love like you've never had before - wild, passionate sex! You'll love it!" Doris thinks for a minute and says, "I don't know, Sol. I've heard about active sex and heart conditions. I don't want it to be on my conscience if you die while we are making love. Maybe, just maybe, if your doctor wrote a note to me saying that everything was okay, maybe I would have such sex with you." Mr. Steinberg was dejected, but the next day he was in his doctor's office. His doctor tells him, "Sure, sure, Sol, no problem, I'll write the note. Let's see, here's my prescription pad: 'Mr. Sol Steinberg, a patient of mine, has the heart function of a fifteen-year-old lad, and can have mad, passionate, adventurous sex any time that he so desires, signed, Dr. Aaron Katz.' Now, I'll just address this. By the way, Sol, what's your wife's first name?" "Uh, Doctor, could you just write, 'To Whom It May Concern'?" Joanna calls the police station and says, "My hubby is missing." The officer asks, "How long has she been gone?" "A month." Why did you wait so long to report it?" "Well, until yesterday I thought it was just a dream." A congregation honors a rabbi for twenty-five years of service by sending him to Hawaii for a week, all-expenses paid. When he walks into his room, there's a nude girl lying on the bed. He picks up the phone, calls his temple, and says, "Where is your respect? As your rabbi, I am very, very angry with you." The girl gets up and start to get dressed. He says, "Where are you going? I'm not angry at you."
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Thursday, March 26, 2009 Cresting a hill a tad fster than the speed limit and hitting a snow drift, is one of the few times when a girl appreciates not being an anorexic Victoria's Secret model, and when a big ol Chrysler keeps going straight. Without scaring anybody!
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Swampy Marsh, the young Australian father-to-be, is waiting anxiously outside the maternity ward where his wife is having their first baby. He is pacing the floor when the nurse comes out and says, "You have a little boy, Mr. Marsh, but you had better go out and have a cup of coffee, because there may be another one." Swampy turns a little pale and leaves.Some time later he phones the hospital and is told that he the father of twins, but the nurse cautions, "There is another on the way, so call back later." At that Swampy decides that coffee is not strong enough, so he goes to a bar and has some beer. When he phones the hospital again he is told that the third baby has arrived and a fourth is on the way. White-faced, he stumbles to the bar and orders a double scotch. Twenty minutes later, he tries to phone again, but he is so drunk that he dials the wrong number and gets the recorded cricket game score. When they pick him up off the floor the recording is still going strong: "The score is ninety-six all out," says the voice, "and the last one was a duck."
Ed was shopping the other day and wound up face to face with this drop dead gorgeous woman. He couldn't help but just stare at her, so much so that his mouth dropped open. The woman caught him staring and suspected he wasn't just admiring her outfit. She said, "Are you often troubled by indecent thoughts?" Ed replied, "No, ma'am, not troubled at all. Actually, to be honest, I rather enjoy them." A married couple in New York's "Little Italy" went to their Priest to discuss birth control, since they already had five children. The husband inquired if perhaps oral sex would be an acceptable substitute in the eyes of the Church. The Priest explained that it was still considered a sin and frowned upon by the church. The wife jumped up, fuming: "Look Father, you no play-a da game, you no make-a da rules." TWO GUYS IN A BAR One says "Did your hear the news - Mike is dead!" "Wooo, what happened to him?" "Well he was on his way over to my house the other day and when he arrived outside the house he didn't brake properly and boom - He hit the pavement and the car flips up and he crashed through the sunroof - Went flying through the air and smashed through my upstairs bedroom window." "What a horrible way to die!" "No no, he survived that, that didn't kill him at all. So, he's landed in my upstairs bedroom and he's all covered in broken glass on the floor. Then, he spots the big old antique wardrobe we have in the room and reaches up for the handle to try to pull himself up. He's just dragging himself up when bang, this massive wardrobe comes crashing down on top of him, crushing him and breaking most of his bones." "What a way to go, that's terrible!" "No no, that didn't kill him he survived that. He managed to get the wardrobe off him and crawls out onto the landing, he tries to pull himself up on the banister but under his weight, the banister breaks and he goes falling down on to the first floor. In mid air, all the broken banister poles spin and fall on him, pinning him to the floor, sticking right through him." "Now that is the most unfortunate way to go!" "No no, that didn't kill him, he even survived that. So he's on the downstairs landing, just beside the kitchen. He crawls in to the kitchen, tries to pull himself up on the cooker, but reached for a big pot of boiling hot water, whoosh, the whole thing came down on him and burned most of his skin off him." "Man, what a way to go!" "No no, he survived that, he survived that ! He's lying on the ground, covered in boiling water and he spots the phone and tries to pull himself up, to call for help, but instead he grabs the light switch and pulls the whole thing off the wall and the water and electricity didn't mix and so he got electrocuted, wallop, 10,000 volts shot through him." "Now that is one awful way to go!" "No no, he survived that, he ..." "Hold on now, just how the hell did he die?" "I shot him!" "You shot him? What did you shoot him for?" "He was wrecking my house."
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Large Font Version Good Morning It's Wednesday, March 25, 2009 The main roads are clear, but I am not looking forward to the mess in the parking lots. Wonder who will invite me first that I come along for traction? It's funny how diplomatic they can get about that.
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The census taker rang the doorbell and was quite surprised when the door was opened by a nude woman. "Don't be alarmed," she said, "I'm a nudist." Although somewhat embarrassed, the man proceeded to ask the routine questions.... "How many children do you have?" he asked. "Eighteen." The lady replied. "Lady," he gasped, "you're not a nudist--you just don't have time to get dressed!"
An American tourist in Moscow found himself needing to take a leak something terrible. After a long search he just couldn't find anyplace to relieve himself. So he just went down one of the side streets to take care of business. Before he could even get unzipped a Moscow police office asked, "Hey you -- what are you doing?" "I gotta piss, man." "You can't piss here. Look, follow me." The police officer led him to a beautiful garden with lots of grass, pretty flowers, and manicured hedges. "Here," said the cop, whiz away." The American shrugs, turns, unzips, and starts right on the flowers. "Ahhh. Whew. Thanks. This is very nice of you. Is this Russian courtesy?" "No. This is the American Embassy." A woman is in bed with her lover who also happens to be her husband's best friend. They had been fucking for hours, and afterwards, while they're just laying there, the phone rings. Since it is the woman's house, she picks up the receiver. Her lover looks over at her and listens, only hearing her side of the conversation. She is speaking in a cheery voice, "Hello? Oh, hi. I'm so glad that you called. Really? That's wonderful. I am so happy for you. That sounds terrific. Great! Thanks. Okay. Bye bye." She hangs up the telephone and her lover asks, "Who was that?" "Oh," she replies, "that was my husband telling me all about the wonderful time he's having on his fishing trip with you." A man was telling a friend about a nudist party he'd been invited to. "I rang the bell, and the maid opened the door." he started. His friend interrupted, "How did you know he was the maid?" "Well," he answered smoothly, "It was quite obvious that she wasn't the butler." A marriage broker offered Morty a beautiful young girl, a real prize, to be his wife. But Morty was stubborn. "I'm a businessman," Morty argued. "Before I buy material from a mill, I look at swatches. So before I get married, I gotta have a sample also." The broker had no choice but to relay the message to the girl. "He says he is a good businessman and he has to know exactly what he's buying. He insists on a sample." "Listen," the girl replied. "I'm also good at business. A sample I don't give. But, I will give him references.
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