Jokes are the best way to realize that the world isn't ALWAY'S a wreck. So I am making a page to show off a few that I have heard and actually remember...
 

                          A few oneliners to warm up the page...
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When I was in high school, I gave serious thought to becoming a pharmacist, but I couldn't figure out how to get that little bottle in the typewriter.

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On a tombstone a statement was written by a hypochondriac.......  "See, I told you I was sick!'

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A doctor calls his patient to his office and says: "I have some good and some bad news for you.  Which one you vant to hear first?" The patient says: "Good one, of course."  "Okay, you have exactly one month left to live, the doctor says"." T...That is good news!?", the startled patient asks, "What is the bad one, then!?" The doctor's answer was: "Well, I forgot to tell you that last month..."

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St. Peter is at the gate of heaven, when 3 people approach.  He asks the first person, "what have you done to get in to heaven?"  The person replies: "I am a heart doctor and I have saved hundreds of lives."  St. Peter says "You can go in."  He asks the second person "What have you done to get into heaven?"  The person replies "I have delivered many healthy babies."  St. Peter says "Go in."  The last person approaches and St. Peter asks "And what have you done."  The doctor replies "I worked for a managed health care company and saved them millions of dollars."  St. Peter states "Come in, you get three days."

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If you worry, you die, if you don't worry you still die.  So why worry?!

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A man has all teeth pulled out for a med. exam for draft. The man in front of him is checked for hemooroids with a finger. The doctor says, "Yep you have hemroids. Your out.", then asks toothless "Whats wrong with you?" and he replies nnnnothing doc I'm fine.

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WHY IS MY PLASTIC SURGEON CALLED BY THAT NAME??
"HE ACCEPTS CREDIT CARDS"

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One night my daughter was eating grits & eggs. My other daughter said, "Tracy, why are you eating breakfast at night?" To which Tracy replied, "Well, they say breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and I didn't have time to eat it this morning."

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A man went to psychiartrist.  He said "I feel that I am invisible."  The doctor said, "Well, I can't see you today!"
 

      Now for the longer ones if you have the time, some of them are pretty good. So, hang around for a few and catch a laugh or two....also... if your not used to harsh language you should be aware some of these are worth reading.. but there are some words involved that you might not like.. so be your own guide ...

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87 WAYS FOR YOU TO KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ONLINE TOO LONG

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       1. Tech Support calls "YOU" for help.
       2. Someone at work tells you a joke and you say "LOL" out loud.
       3. You find yourself trying to cock your head 90 degrees when you smile.
       4. You have called out someone's screen name while making love to your significant other.
       5. You keep begging your friends to get an account so "we can hang out".
       6. Three words: Carpal Tunnel Syndrome.
       7. If you are male and see a female in the "Real" world that you wish to meet, your first thought is to IM her.
       8. If you are female and you see a male in the "Real" world that you wish to meet, your first thought is that you wish he'd IM you.
       9. You don't understand the humor in the above mentioned #7 and #8 since the "real" world is at your fingertips.
      10. You have to get a 2nd phone line just so you can call Pizza Hut.
      11. When you have sex, you no longer are concerned about sexually transmitted diseases.
      12. You walk into a room, and, finding that it has more than 50 people, you inform management that there is an error.
      13. When looking at signs, you wonder why they are always "yelling" at you.
      14. You go up to people you are attracted to "in real life" and ask them for their JPG.
      15. Although you don't know what they look like, you become insanely jealous of people hitting on your cyber-love.
      16. You don't even know what your cyber-love looks like.
      17. When at work, your boss constantly reminds you that the word i should be capitalized.
      18. You watch TV with the closed captioning turned on.
      19. Your spouse now complains of you moving your fingers in your sleep instead of talking.
      20. Your kids are eating cereal morning, noon, and night.
      21. When someone says, "What did you say?" you reply, "Scroll up!"
      22. You find yourself sneaking away to the computer in the middle of the night when your spouse is asleep.
     23. You turn down the lights & close the blinds so people won't know you're on-line again.
     24. You know more about your Prodigy friends' daily routines than you do your own spouse's.
     25. You find yourself lying to others about your time on-line & when they complain that your phone was busy you claim it was off the hook.
      26. You have an identity crisis if someone is using a screen name close to your own.
      27. You would rather tell people that your bloodshot eyes are from partying too much than the truth (online all night).
      28. You change your screen names so much that you have to look at your own MI to see who you are.
      29. You go into labor and you stop to type a special E-mail to let everyone know you're going to be away and how you're feeling.
      30. You marry your cyberboyfriend/girlfriend and you both sit at your own computers & chat to each other every night from across the room.
      31. You type messages to people while you are on the phone with them at the same time.
      32. You understand the humor in all of these jokes because you have committed then yourself!
      33. Your dog leaves you.
      34. You are doing things more and more that you swore you would never do when you first got online.
      35. You sign on & immediately get 10 IMs from people who you met you the night before..
      36. You have a map on the wall w/ LOTS of red thumbtacks to mark where people are you have met.
      37. You look at an annoying person off-line & wish you had your exclude button handy.
      38. You bring a bag lunch & a cooler to the computer.
      39. Your significant other kisses your neck while you're chatting and you think, "Uh oh, cyber sex perv".
      40. You go thru "withdrawal" if you are away from the computer for more than a few hours.
      41. Your buddy list has over 100 people on it. (if you have AOL)
      42. You understand what BIF ISO BIM means. (I wonder how many will get this one...If so, you've been hanging out in *strange* places).
      43. You wake up in the morning and the first thing you do is get online before you have your first cup of coffee.
      44. You have to inject no-doze into your butt to keep it awake.
      45. You have your computer set so it goes directly into Prodigy's welcome screen.
      46. You wait 6 hours online for a certain "special" person to come home from work.
      47. You don't know where the time has gone.
      48. You end sentences with 3 (or more) periods while writing letters by hand.
      49. Your relationship online has gone farther than any real one you have had.
      50. You get up at 2 am to go to the bathroom but turn on the computer instead.
      51. You don't even notice anymore when someone has a typo.
      52. You enter a room & 23 people greet you w/ {{hugs}} or **kisses**.
      53. You stop typing whole words and use things like ppl, dunno and lemme.
      54. Your voicemail/answering machine message is "BRB, leave your s/n & I will TTYL".
      55. You type faster than you think.
      56. You got your psychiatrist addicted to Prodigy too & are now undergoing therapy in private rooms instead of at his office.
      57. You want to be buried with your computer when it dies or vice versa.
      58. You actually enjoy the fact that you are addicted.
      59. You can actually read & follow all the names of the cast that scrolls up your TV screen at the end of a movie
      60. People say, "If it weren't for your super reflexes in your eyes and fingers, you would have been classified as a vegetable!"
      61. You dream in "text".
      62. Being called a Newbie is a "MAJOR" insult.
      63. There is absolutely no interesting chat in any room & you're really bored.
      64. You don't want to leave in case you miss something.
      65. You double click your TV remote.
      66. You can now type over 70 wpm.
      67. You think about starting a 12-step recovery group for Prodigy junkies.
      68. You are on the phone a minute & need to do something else & say "BRB" or "BBL".
      69. You check your E-mail and forget you have real mail (a.k.a. snail mail).
      70. You go into withdrawals during dinner.
      71. You spend at least 30 minutes making sure you say goodbye to everyone in a room.
      72. You stop speaking in full sentences.
      73. You have gone into an unstaffed Tech Support room & ended up "giving" tech support to other Prodigy users.
      74. You have to be pried from your computer by the "Jaws of Life".
      75. Your last sexual experience was really just a "textual" experience.
      76. You know what a "snert" is.
      77. You set your kitchen on fire while cooking dinner because you wanted to "check your mail" & while there you "just wanted to see who was online".
      78. You meet people from Prodigy in public & you have no idea what their real name is, so you call them by their screen name.
      79. You've even gotten on an airplane just to meet some folks face-to- face.
      80. When seeing someone you wish to meet, your second thought is wishing they'd be on Prodigy so you don't have to meet them in person.
      81. You have a vanity car tag with your screen name on it.
      82. You no longer type with proper capitalization,  puctuation , or complete sentences.
      83. You have met over 100 Prodigy people..
      84. When meeting a stranger, you ask for their profile. If they have a profile you ask them for an age/sex/location check.
      85. You understand the humor in all of this.
      86. You keep telling yourself to Get a Life.
      87. When someone online says BRB, gotta go pee, you ask them to go for you, and think they can.

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 HeH...Now...how many of these did u Answer Yes to?? I know i have a few on there..Now..does this mean i have been online too long?? Yes it does..But I'm not changing it..hehehehehe..

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                        A bad day in Heaven

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    It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the admittance policy. The new law was that, in order to get into Heaven, you had to have a really bummer day on the day that you died.  The policy would go into effect at noon the next day.
      So, the next day at 12:01, the first person came to the gates of Heaven. The Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly asked the man, "Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was going when you died."
      "No problem," the man said. I came home to my 25th floor apartment on my lunch hour and caught my wife having an affair. But her lover was nowhere in sight.  I immediately began searching for him.  My  wife was half naked and yelling at me as I searched the entire  apartment.  Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out onto the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy!  Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground.  But wouldn't you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die. This ticked me off even more.
     In a rage, I went back inside to get the first thing I could get my hands on to throw at him.  Oddly enough, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged  it, pushed it out onto the balcony, and tipped it over the side.  It  plummeted 25 stories and crushed him!  The excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and died almost instantly."
     The Angel sat back and thought a moment. Technically, the guy did have a bad day.  It was a crime of passion.   So, the Angel announces, "OK sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and let him in.   A few seconds later the next guy came up.  To the Angel's surprise, it was Vernon Jordan. "Mr. Jordan, before I can let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when you died."
      Jordan said, "No problem. But your not going to believe this.  I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress.
      I guess I got a little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the finger tips on the balcony below mine. But all of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps on my fingers.  Well of course I fell.  I hit some trees and bushes at the bottom which broke my fall so I didn't die right away.
    As I'm laying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I see this guy push his refrigerator of all things off the balcony.  It falls the 25 floors and lands on top of me killing me instantly. "
     The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as Jordan finishes his story.  "I could get use to this new policy", he thinks to himself. "Very well," the Angel announces. "Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and he lets Vernon enter.
      A few seconds later, President Clinton comes up to the gate. The Angel is almost too shocked to speak.  Thoughts of assassination and war pour through the Angel's head. Finally he says "Mr. President, please tell me what it was like the day you died."
     Clinton says, "OK, picture this.  I'm naked inside a refrigerator..."

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             -= 15 Things you NEVER  say to a cop! =-

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1. Sorry, Officer, I didn't realize my radar detector wasn't plugged in.
2. That hooker I met at the AIDS clinic said you were a nice guy.
3. Hey, you must've been doin' about 125mph to keep up with me!  Good job!
4. I was going to be cop, but I decided to finish high school instead.
5. Bad Cop! No Donut!
6. Your not gonna check the trunk, are you?
7. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a Police Officer.
8. Lets do it different this time... I will give you the breathalyzer test, now stick this in your mouth and blow!
9. I can't reach my license unless you hold my beer.
10. I bet I could grab that gun before you finish writing my ticket
11. Is it true that people become cops because they are too dumb to work at McDonalds?
12. I pay your salary!
13. Those sirens hurt my ears, Apologize to me or I am not speaking to you.
14. Hey, man, you want a hit?
15. Hey is that a 9 mm?
 That's nothing compared to this .44 magnum.

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                  The Rescuer...

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      A hurricane came up unexpectedly. The ship went down and was lost. The man found himself swept up on a shore on an island with no other people, no supplies, nothing. Only, banana's and coconuts. Used to 5 star hotels, this guy had no idea what to do. So, for the next four months he ate banana's, drank coconut juice. He longed for his old life and fixed his gaze on the sea, hoping, for some sign of a ship or a plane to rescue him. One day, as he was lying on the beach, he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. It was a rowboat.
  Rowing it was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. As she rowed up to him, he stared in disbelief, and asked her, “Where did you come from?, How did you get here?”
   “I rowed over from the other side of the island.” she responded. “I landed here when my cruise ship sank.”
    “Amazing!!” he responded. “I didn’t know anyone else had survived.?!”, “How many of you are there?”. “ You were lucky to have a rowboat wash up with you..”
    “ It’s only me.”, she responded “And the rowboat didn’t wash up, nothing did..”
     This confused the man greatly, so he asked.” The how did you get the rowboat?”
     “Oh simple,” she responded” I made the rowboat out  of materials here on the island. The oars were whittled from Gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm tree branches. And the stern and sides came from a Eucalyptus tree.”
     “B-B-B-But, that’s impossible!!” he stuttered, “You had no tools or hardware. How did you manage”
     “Oh, that was no problem,” she replied. “On the other side of the island there is an unusual stratum of alluvial rock exposed. I found that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln it melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools, and used tools to make the hardware. But, enough of that,” she said. “Where do you live?”
     Sheepishly, he confessed that he had been sleeping on the beach the whole time.
     “Well, let’s row over to my place then.” she said.  After about an hour of rowing she docked the boat at a small wharf. As the man looked to the shore he nearly fell out of the boat. Before him was a stone walk to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white. While the woman tied up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the man could only stare ahead, dumbstruck. As they walked into the house she said casually,” It’s not much, but I call it home. Please, sit down, would you like a drink?”
       “No, no thank you,” he responded, still dazed. “I just can’t take anymore coconut juice.”
       “No,  It’s not coconut juice.”  she replied. “ I have a still. How about a Pina’ Colada?”
       Trying to hide his amazement, he accepted, and they sat down on her couch to talk. After they exchanged their stories, the woman announced,” I’m going to slip into something comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in the cabinet in the bathroom.”
      No longer questioning anything, the man went into the bathroom. Sure enough, there, in the cabinet, was a razor made with a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge were fastened onto it’s end inside a swivel mechanism. “This is amazing,” he mused. “What next?”
      When he returned, she greeted him wearing nothing but vines, strategically positioned, and smelling faintly of Gardenias. She beckoned for him to come sit close to her. “Tell me,” she began suggestively, slithering closer to him, “we’ve been out here for a very long time. You’ve been lonely. There’s something  I’m sure you really feel like doing right now, something you’ve been longing for all these month’s. You know....” she stared deeply into his eyes.
       He couldn’t believe what he was hearing...” You mean....??” he questioned, “I can check my E-mail from here..??!!!!”
        A hurricane came up unexpectedly. The ship went down and was lost. The man found himself swept up on a shore on an island with no other people, no supplies, nothing. Only, banana's and coconuts. Used to 5 star hotels, this guy had no idea what to do. So, for the next four months he ate banana's, drank coconut juice. He longed for his old life and fixed his gaze on the sea, hoping, for some sign of a ship or a plane to rescue him. One day, as he was lying on the beach, he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. It was a rowboat.
  Rowing it was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. As she rowed up to him, he stared in disbelief, and asked her, “Where did you come from?, How did you get here?”
   “I rowed over from the other side of the island.” she responded. “I landed here when my cruise ship sank.”
    “Amazing!!” he responded. “I didn’t know anyone else had survived.?!”, “How many of you are there?”. “ You were lucky to have a rowboat wash up with you..”
    “ It’s only me.”, she responded “And the rowboat didn’t wash up, nothing did..”
     This confused the man greatly, so he asked.” The how did you get the rowboat?”
     “Oh simple,” she responded” I made the rowboat out  of materials here on the island. The oars were whittled from Gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm tree branches. And the stern and sides came from a Eucalyptus tree.”
     “B-B-B-But, that’s impossible!!” he stuttered, “You had no tools or hardware. How did you manage”
     “Oh, that was no problem,” she replied. “On the other side of the island there is an unusual stratum of alluvial rock exposed. I found that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln it melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools, and used tools to make the hardware. But, enough of that,” she said. “Where do you live?”
     Sheepishly, he confessed that he had been sleeping on the beach the whole time.
     “Well, let’s row over to my place then.” she said.  After about an hour of rowing she docked the boat at a small wharf. As the man looked to the shore he nearly fell out of the boat. Before him was a stone walk to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white. While the woman tied up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the man could only stare ahead, dumbstruck. As they walked into the house she said casually,” It’s not much, but I call it home. Please, sit down, would you like a drink?”
       “No, no thank you,” he responded, still dazed. “I just can’t take anymore coconut juice.”
       “No,  It’s not coconut juice.”  she replied. “ I have a still. How about a Pina’ Colada?”
       Trying to hide his amazement, he accepted, and they sat down on her couch to talk. After they exchanged their stories, the woman announced,” I’m going to slip into something comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in the cabinet in the bathroom.”
       No longer questioning anything, the man went into the bathroom. Sure enough, there, in the cabinet, was a razor made with a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge were fastened onto it’s end inside a swivel mechanism. “This is amazing,” he mused. “What next?”
      When he returned, she greeted him wearing nothing but vines, strategically positioned, and smelling faintly of Gardenias. She beckoned for him to come sit close to her. “Tell me,” she began suggestively, slithering closer to him, “we’ve been out here for a very long time. You’ve been lonely. There’s something  I’m sure you really feel like doing right now, something you’ve been longing for all these month’s. You know....” she stared deeply into his eyes.
       He couldn’t believe what he was hearing...” You mean....??” he questioned, “I can check my E-mail from here..??!!!!”

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    Life .....

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   Let's say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Donna.  He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time.  A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves.  They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.
    And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Donna, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: ''Do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?''
   And then there is silence in the car.  To Donna, it seems like a very loud silence.  She thinks to herself: Geez, I wonder if it bothers him that I said that.  Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.
   And Roger is thinking: Gosh.  Six months. And Donna is thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of relationship, either.  Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily toward . . . I mean, where are we going?  Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy?
      Are we heading toward marriage?  Toward children?  Toward a lifetime together?  Am I ready for that level of commitment?  Do I really even know this person? And Roger is thinking: . . . so that means it was . . . let's see . . . February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means . . . lemme check the odometer . . .  Whoa!  I am way overdue for an oil change here.
   And Donna is thinking: He's upset.  I can see it on his face.
Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong.  Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed -- even before I sensed it -- that I was feeling some reservations.  Yes, I bet that's it.  That's why he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings.  He's afraid of being rejected.

   And Roger is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission again.  I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right.  And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time.  What cold weather?  It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a goddamn garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves ? $600.
  And Donna is thinking: He's angry.  And I don't blame him.
I'd be angry, too.  God, I feel so guilty, putting him through
this, but I can't help the way I feel.  I'm just not sure.
    And Roger is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-
day warranty.  That's exactly what they're gonna say, the scumballs.
   And Donna is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting
for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm
sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy
being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to truly care about me.  A person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.
    And Roger is thinking: Warranty?  They want a warranty?
I'll give them a goddamn warranty.  I'll take their warranty and stick it right up their . . . .
   ''Roger,'' Donna says aloud.
   ''What?'' says Roger, startled.
   ''Please don't torture yourself like this,'' she says, her eyes
beginning to brim with tears. ''Maybe I should never have . . .
Oh God, I feel so . . . . ''   (She breaks down, sobbing.)
   ''What?'' says Roger.
   ''I'm such a fool,'' Donna sobs. ''I mean, I know there's no knight.  I really know that.  It's silly.  There's no knight, and
there's no horse.''
   ''There's no horse?'' says Roger.
   ''You think I'm a fool, don't you?'' Donna says.
   ''No!'' says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer.
   ''It's just that . . . It's that I . . . I need some time,'' Donna says.
   (There is a 15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work.)
    ''Yes,'' he says.
    (Donna, deeply moved, touches his hand.)   ''Oh, Roger, do you really feel that way?'' she says.
   ''What way?'' says Roger.
   ''That way about time,'' says Donna.
    ''Oh,'' says Roger. ''Yes.''
   (Donna turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.)
   ''Thank you, Roger,'' she says.
   ''Thank you,'' says Roger.
   Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Roger gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never heard of.  A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's better if he doesn't think about it.  (This is also Roger's policy regarding world hunger.)
   The next day Donna will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours.  In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification.  They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it, either.
     Meanwhile, Roger, while playing pool one day with a mutual friend of his and Donna's, will pause just before potting the black, frown, and say:  ''Norm, did Donna ever own a horse?''

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                  Grandpa's Chocolate Chip Cookie
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            O.K. here goes...:)
     One evening a grandfather and his grandson were at the walgreen's.  While the little boy looked around at the toy's.
the grandfather wandered over by the adult books. After a short time had passed, the boy wandered over from the toys to where his grandfather was.
       Seeing the intent look on his grandfather's face he became  curious so he asked his grandfather," Grandpa, can i see what you're looking at? "
       The grandfather (who hadn't really seen the boy arrive) looked up from his centerfold. Obviously in deep thought replied ," Well, I don't know. Tell me, can you touch your pecker to your asshole?? "
       "No," says the little boy, " No, Grandpa that I can't do."
       "Well then, I guess you're to young still"
        The boy accepted this without a thought. He knew that his grandpa was only going by the " adult " rules he was still learning so much about.
           Later the same evening the boy's grandma called the boy into the house. When he came in he found she had just gotten done cooking some cookie's for him. As he was sitting at the table enjoying the cookies and a glass of milk, the grandfather comes into the room.
          Smelling the warm cookie's he asked the boy," Can I get one of the cookie's from you??"
           The boy sat for a few seconds, obviously in VERY deep thought.
  Finally he looks up at the grandfather and said," I'm not sure grandpa. Can you touch your penis to your butt?"
            "Why, yes I can." replied the grandfather proudly
             " Well then grandpa.." the boy replied " You can go fuck yourself, grandma made these cookie's for me..."

         Well that's about all my limited memory can remember for now so check in once in a while...
        If you have a good one that I can include E me and I'll put it on if I like it.. and yes I will give you credit for it... these I just don't rem who I got them from...