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Permission to Spend Money

There are several men sitting around in the locker room of a private club after exercising. Suddenly, a cell phone on one of the benches rings. One of the men picks it up, and the following conversation ensues: “Hello?” “Honey, it’s me. Are you at the club?” “Yes.” “Great! I am at the mall two blocks from where you are. I just saw a beautiful mink coat. It’s absolutely gorgeous!! Can I buy it?” “What’s the price?” “Only $1,500.” “Well,…

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With Grandma’s Help

Little Jimmy was struggling with a homework assignment his 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Adams, had given her English class. Jimmy’s grandmother realized that the boy was having difficulty when she saw all the scrunched up papers around the kitchen table where he was working. “Having a problem with your homework, dear?” asked the sweet old lady. “I am, Grandma”, said Jimmy, dropping his pencil dejectedly on the table. “We’re supposed to make up a limerick and read it to the…

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Murphy’s Laws Of Combat

1. If the enemy is in range, so are you. 2. Incoming fire has the right of way. 3. Don’t look conspicuous, it draws fire. ( For this reason aircraft carriers have been called “Bomb Magnets.”) 4. There is always a way. 5. The easy way is always mined. 6. Try to look unimportant, they may be low on ammo. (Trivia devotees will recall the sudden disappearance of rank and distinctive caps on the uniforms worn by Soviet officers in…

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What Would You Do?

While making rounds, a doctor points out an X-ray to a group of interns. “As you can see,” she says, “the patient limps because his left fibula and tibia are radically arched. “Michael, what would you do in a case like this?” “Well,” ponders the intern, “I suppose I’d limp, too.”

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Unexpected Checkup

So I went in for my regular checkup. I’m 34 years old now and my doctor thought it would be a good idea to check me out down below. I was not prepared for us to get that intimate, but I agreed to a rectal exam. My doctor proceeded to probe around and the whole time I could not stop thinking, “Maybe it’s time I found a new dentist.”

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Beware of Gays!!!

This one guy was walking on the dock of a NUDE beach one day. About 50 yards down the dock he saw a sign and it said BEWARE OF GAYS! and he didn’t think anything of it. Another 50 yards down the dock he saw another sign. It said BEWARE OF GAYS! And he started to make caution of it but soon for got about it. Toward the end of the dock he saw a sign that had been kicked…

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Tips for Writers

1. Verbs HAS to agree with their subjects. 2. Prepositions are not words to end sentences with. 3. And don’t start a sentence with a conjunction. 4. It is wrong to ever split an infinitive. 5. Avoid cliches like the plague. (They’re old hat) 6. Also, always avoid annoying alliteration. 7. Be more or less specific. 8. Parenthetical remarks (however relevant) are (usually) unnecessary. 9. Also too, never, ever use repetitive redundancies. 10. No sentence fragments. 11. Contractions aren’t necessary…

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human emotion party

A man decides that he is going to have a party and invite everyone he knows and tells them to bring friends. On the invitation he puts “theme party — come as a human emotion”. On the night of the party the first guest arrives and he opens the door to see a guy covered in green paint with the letters n and v on his chest. He says, “That’s a great costume, what emotion have you come as?” The…

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Signs of Our Time

Sign on an electrician’s truck: “Let us remove your shorts.” Sign in a nonsmoking area: “If we see you smoking, we will assume you are on fire and will take appropriate action.” Sign on a fence: “All salesmen welcome. Dog food is expensive.”

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