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The Prime Minister was awakened one night by an urgent
call from the RCMP.
"Mr. Harper," said the officer, barely
to contain himself, "there's good news & bad news."
"Oh, no," muttered the Prime Minister, "Well, let me
have the bad news first."
"The bad news, sir, is that we've been invaded by
creatures from another planet."
"Gosh, and the good news?"
"The good news, sir, is that they eat treehuggers, ....
and sweat  gasoline."
"Issue them citizenship, passports and tax numbers!"



Sneaky-Stealth-Bike

Our church welcomes all denominations,
but mainly they prefer tens and twenties.
 

Two fathers-to-be met in the maternity waiting room.
"Can you believe this? The first day of our vacation, and she goes
into labor!"

The second one looks at the first and says, "What do you have to
complain about? This is our honeymoon!"


A little girl was asked what she wanted most for her birthday and she
declared: "A baby brother." "Daddy and I would like to give you a baby
brother," said her mom, "but there isn't time before your birthday."
"Why don't you do like they do down at Daddy's factory when they want
something in a hurry -- put more men on the job."


A man returns from the doctor and tells his wife that the
doctor has told him he has only 24 hours to live.

Given this prognosis, the man asks his wife for sex.
Naturally, she agrees and they make love. About six hours
later, the husband goes to his wife & says, "Honey, you
know I now have only 18 hours to live. Could we please do
it one more time?" Of course, the wife agrees and they do it
again. Later, as the man gets into bed, he looks at his
watch and realizes that he now has only 8 hours left.

He touches his wife's shoulder and asks, "Honey, please...
just one more time before I die." She says, "Of course,
Dear," and they make love for the third time.

After this session, the wife rolls over and falls asleep.
The man, however, worried about his impending death,
tosses and turns, until he's down to 4 more hours. He taps
his wife, who rouses. "Honey, I have only 4 more hours. Do
you think we could...."

At this point the wife sits up and says, "Listen, I have to
get up in the morning. You don't!"



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So up goes an Irishman to the pearly gates, and he
 patiently waits for St. Peter to look up from his work.
 Finally, he gives the Irishman his attention. "And you
 are?" St. Peter asks.

 "I'm Kevin O'Conlan," replies the Irishman.

 "Hmm, O'Conlan...O'Conlan..." the gatekeeper mused,
 poring over his compendious list of people and events.
 "Ah, here we are. Kevin O'Conlan, you're a member of
 the Irish Republican Army."

 "Yeh, that'd be me," replies Kevin.

 "You blew up that pub in London!"

 "Yeh."

 "You also blew up a bus in Belfast and a munitions
 transport in Northumberland."

 "Yeh, that's all me work," comes the nonplussed reply.

 St. Peter is just amazed at this guy, and when he finally
 finds words, he blurts, "Well, good God, man, we just
 can't let you in heaven !"

 "Let me in? No way Pete!" says Kevin. "I come to tell you
  you've all got twelve minutes to get out!"





An English anthropologist was doing research in an isolated African
village, and the tribal chief asked if he would like to attend a trial
his people were conducting that afternoon. "You'll be surprised,"
said the chief, "at how well we've copied your country's legal procedures. You
see, we have read accounts of many English trials in your newspapers, and
incorporated them into our judicial system."

When the Brit arrived at the wooden constructed courthouse, he was
truly amazed to see how closely the African court officials resembled those
of England. The counsels were suitably attired in long black robes and
the traditional white powdered wigs worn by all British jurists. Each
argued his case with eloquence and in proper judicial language. But he
couldn't help being puzzled by the occasional appearance of a 
bare-breasted native girl running through the crowd waving her arms 
frantically.

After the trial, the anthropologist congratulated his host on what he
had seen and then asked, "What was the purpose of having a seminude 
woman run through the courtroom during the trial?"

"I really don't know," confessed the Chief, "but in all the accounts
we read in your papers about British trials, there was invariably
mentioned something about 'an excited titter' running through the 
gallery."
 

Two young medical students were standing on a street corner observing
people as they passed and discussing any abnormalities with each
other that they may have seen in passers-by.

They saw this old fellow sort of duck waddling down the street at a
slow pace.

The two students introduced themselves to the gentleman and told him
that they didn't agree with each others diagnosis of the old mans
problem.

One says, "my friend thinks you have a bad case of hemorrhoids, and I
think you have a hernia."

The old man said, "I thought it was a fart, but it looks like we were
all wrong."


There was a young priest who was having trouble both writing and
delivering his sermons. So he asked his Bishop for help. The wise old
Bishop said, "Well you might start with something to attract and hold
their attention, such as, 'Last night I was in the warm embrace of a
good woman,' that will get their attention then you go on to talk
about
how warm and accepting she was and at the end reveal she was your
mother; that is great for sermons about family love."

The young priest decided to take the advice. The
following Sunday he got into the pulpit and said, "Last night I was in
the arms a hot woman," he paused. 

The congregation was totally transfixed; no lack of attention now. 
But he had forgotten what comes next, so he stumbled on about how 
great she was and how good she made him feel. 

Then he thought of a way to get out of his problem. He said
in conclusion, "Well I may not remember who she was, 
but she was recommended by the Bishop!"


A little girl accidentally walks in on her father going to the
bathroom.
Shocked, she runs to her mother and cries, "Mommy! Mommy! Daddy
has a big fat ugly worm hanging out of his wee-wee!"


"That's not a worm, sweetie," comforts the mother, "that's a very
important part of Daddy's body. If Daddy didn't have one of those, 
you wouldn't be here. 
And now that I think about it, ... neither would I."



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An insurance salesman was getting nowhere in his efforts to
sell a policy to a farmer. "Look at it this way." he said
finally. "How would your wife carry on if you should die?"

"Well..." drawled the weather-beaten man, "I don't think
that'd be any concern of mine, how she carries on and with whom,
 -- long as she behaves herself while I'm alive."



Full Moons of Summer.
Not here yet. It snowed again :(


At my last party Randy went up to one girl and said, 
"Gentlemen prefer blondes."

She said, "I'm not really a blonde."

He said, "Good.  I'm not really a gentleman."
 

A guy walks into a drugstore operated by a prudish woman.
He asks, "Can I have a dozen condoms, Miss?"

"Don't Miss me, mister."

"Well then, you better make it 13."


A city boy was visiting the country and wanted to go hunting. The
farmer lent the boy his gun, telling him not to kill any farm animals.
The city boy headed off and soon after saw a goat. He managed 
to creep into range and finally shot it.

Not knowing anything about animals, the boy didn't know what he'd
killed so he ran to the farmhouse and described his kill to the farmer.

"It had saggy tits, a some scraggly hairs on the chin, a hard head 
and it stunk!" said the boy.

"Oh, shit!" said the farmer. "You've shot the neighbor's wife!"


One day, two girls from Georgia were sitting on their front
porch swing. One of them had just gotten back from the big
city of New York and was telling her friend all about it.

She starts , "You know," with a heavy southern drawl, "they
have women up there who have sex with other women."

Her friend gasps, and replies, "Oh, do tell! What do they
call them?"

"They call them lesbians," the first girl tells her.

"And they have men who have sex with other men."

Her friend gasps once again, and says, "Oh, do tell! What do
they call them?"

The first girl says, "They call them queers."

The first girl looks around to make sure no one is looking
and whispers to her friend, "And you know... They have
these men... Who'll put their face in a woman's private
parts... And kinda lick around and stuff..."

The friend gasps once again and whispers back, "Oh, do tell...
What do they call them??"

After looking around once again to make sure no one is
listening, she whispers back, "I don't know... I just patted
him on the head and called him 'Precious'."



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Little Johnny says to his mother, "Mom, is the lady next door
bionic?"
"Of course not, why do you ask Little Johnny?" said his mother. "
Oh, it's just that I heard Dad telling Uncle Bob that he had 
screwed her eyes off!"





Q: Why don't men have a mid-life crisis?
A: They go straight from adolescence to childhood.
 

A nervous groom is giving his speech at the wedding reception. The
couple had been given a very nice percolator coffee set by her 
parents.

"I'd like to thank you all for coming here to celebrate our wedding.
I'd like to thank the beautiful brides maids and finally I'd like to
thank my new parents-in-law for the gift of a perky copulater."


Q: What's the worst thing a woman can get on her
     25th wedding anniversary?
A: Morning sickness.


 Seeing a picture of his wife in the nude hanging at the art show, he
demanded of her: "Did you really pose for that?"
"Don't be ridiculous," she replied, "of course not. He painted it from
memory."



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Dave had tried to be particularly careful about his language as he
played golf with his preacher. But on the twelfth hole, when he 
twice failed to hit out of a sand trap, he lost his resolve and let fly 
with a string of expletives.

The preacher felt obliged to respond. "I have observed," said he in a
calm voice, "that the best golfers do not use foul language."

"I guess not," said Dave, "what the hell do they have to cuss
about....?"





Most women prefer sex with the lights off because they
can't bear to see a man enjoying himself.
Men like the lights on - so they can get the woman's
name right.

That explains why bisexuals prefer sex under strobe
lights.
 

A girl of about 12 years old handed a check to a
bank teller.

"You'll have to endorse it," said the teller as he
handed it back.

"What does endorse mean?" asked the little girl.

"Just sign your name like you do in a letter,"
explained the teller.

Smiling shyly the girl wrote, "Love, Linda."


Things you don't want to hear at a Tattoo Parlor
~ "Eagle? I thought you said BEAGLE."
~ "We're all out of red, so I used pink."
~ "There are 2 O's in Bob, right?"
~ "That call was for you. Hope you meet someone else named Tahiti Sweetie."
~ "Gosh, I hate it when I get the hiccups."
~ "Anything else you want to say? You've got plenty of room back here."
~ "I'll bet you can't tell I've never done this before."
~ "The flag's all done and, you know, the folds of fat make a nice waving
effect."
~ "Oops ... "


A woman is talkin to a friend at a supermarket. She tells her, "My
husband bought me a mood ring the other day. When I'm in a good mood,
it turns green. When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a big red mark on
his forehead.



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