Jokes & Funny Stuff Submitted By Round Tablers
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The Toast of the Night
John O'Reilly hoisted his beer and said,
'Here's to spending the rest of me life between the legs of me
wife!' That won him the top prize at the pub for the best toast of
the night!
He went home and told his wife, Mary, 'I won the prize for the Best
toast of the night' She said, 'Aye, did ye now? And what was your
toast?'
John said, 'Here's to spending the rest of me life, sitting in
church beside me wife.'
'Oh, that is very nice indeed, John!' Mary said.
The next day, Mary ran into one of John's drinking buddies on the
street corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, 'John won the
prize the other night at the pub with a toast about you, Mary.'
She said, 'Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself. You
know, he's only been there twice in the last four years. Once he
fell asleep, and the other time I had to pull him by the ears to
make him come.'
Submitted By T. Goodridge 16/09/08
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Limeric
The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck
Eating red hot scollops
One fell down his trouser leg
And burnt him on the .....ankle
Completely missing his b@ll@#ks!
Submitted By D. Myers
18/09/08
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Circler's Revenge
'Cash, check or charge?' I asked, after
folding items the woman wished to purchase.
As she fumbled for her wallet , I noticed a remote control for a
television set in her purse.
'So, do you always carry your TV remote?' I asked.
'No,' she replied, 'but my husband refused to come shopping with me,
and I figured this was the most evil thing I could do to him
legally.'
Understanding Circlers
(A Tablers perspective)
I know I'm not going to understand Circlers.
I'll never understand how they can take
boiling hot wax,
pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root,
and still be afraid of a spider...
A Circlers Perfect Breakfast
She's sitting at the table with her gourmet coffee. Her son is
on the cover of the Wheaties box. Her daughter is on the cover of
Business Week. Her boyfriend is on the cover of Playgirl. And her
husband is on the back of the milk carton.
Cigarettes & Tampons
A Tabler walks into a pharmacy and wanders up & down the aisles. The
sales girl notices him and asks him if she can help him. He answers
that he is looking for a box of tampons for his wife. She directs
him down the correct aisle.
A few minutes later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and a
ball of string on the counter. She says, confused, 'Sir, I thought
you were looking for some tampons for your wife?
He answers, 'You see, it's like this,
yesterday, I sent my wife to the store to get me a carton of
cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco and some rolling
papers; cause it's sooo-ooo--oo-ooo much cheaper.
So, I figure if I have to roll my own . so does she.
Words
A husband read an article to his wife about
how many words women use a day...
30,000 to a man's 15,000.
The wife replied, 'The reason has to be because we have to repeat
everything to men...
The husband then turned to his wife and asked, 'What?'
Submitted By Lyn Ikin (Jeff's
Sister)
15/09/08
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Noah's New Boat
In the year 2008
the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in England and said:
'Once again, the earth has become wicked and overpopulated, and I
see the end of all flesh before me. Build another Ark and save two
of every living thing along with a few good humans.'
He gave Noah the CAD drawings, saying: 'You have 6 months to build
the
Ark before I will start the unending rain for 40 days and 40
nights.'
Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his
yard, but no Ark.
'Noah!'
he roared, 'I'm about to start the rain! where is the Ark?'
'Forgive me, Lord,' begged Noah, 'but things have changed. I needed
Building
Regulations Approval and I've been arguing with the Fire
Brigade about the need for a sprinkler system.
'My neighbours claim that I should have obtained planning permission
for
building the Ark in
my garden because it is a development of the site,
even though in my view, it is a temporary structure.
'We had to then go to appeal to the Secretary of State for a
decision.
Then the Department
of Transport demanded a bond be posted for the
future costs of
moving power lines and other overhead obstructions to
clear the passage
for the Ark's move to the sea. I told them that the
sea would be coming to us, but they would hear nothing of it.
Getting the wood was yet another problem. All the decent trees have
Tree Preservation
Orders on them and we live in a Site of Special
Scientific
Interest set up in
order to protect the spotted owl. I tried to
convince the
environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls - but no
go!
When I started gathering the all the animals, the RSPCA sued me.
They
insisted that I was
confining wild animals against their will. They
argued the
accommodation was too restrictive, and it was cruel and
inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space.
Then the County Council, the Environment Agency and the Rivers
Authority
ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an
environmental impact study on your proposed flood.
I'm still attempting to resolve a complaint from the Equal
Opportunities
Commission on how
many disabled carpenters I'm supposed to hire for my
building team.
The Trades unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to
hire
only accredited workers with Ark-building experience.
To make matters worse, Customs and Excise seized all my assets,
claiming I'm trying
to leave the country illegally with endangered species.
So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 10 years for me to
finish this Ark.
Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow
stretched across the sky.
Noah looked up in wonder and asked, 'You mean you're not going to
destroy the world?'
'No,' said the Lord. 'The British Government beat me to it.'
Submitted By I. Borthwick 6/08/08
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Anti-Spank Method
Most of America's populace think it is
improper to spank children, so I have tried other methods to control
my kids when they have one of "those moments".
One that I found effective is for me to just
take the child for a car ride & talk.
Some say it's the vibration from the car,
others say it's the time away from any distractions such as TV,
Video games, computer & IPods etc.
Either way my kids usually calm down & stop
misbehaving after our car ride together.
I've included a photo of one of my sessions
with my son, in case you would like to use this technique.
Please Click Here
to see the photo.
Submitted By I. Borthwick 6/08/08
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Singles Advert
This has to be one of the best singles ads ever printed. It is
reported to have been listed in the Atlanta Journal.
SINGLE BLACK FEMALE seeks male companionship, ethnicity unimportant.
I'm a very
good girl who LOVES to play.
I love long
walks in the woods, riding in your pickup truck, hunting, camping
and fishing trips, cosy winter nights lying by the fire. Candlelight
dinners will have me eating out of your hand.
I'll be at the
front door when you get home from work, wearing only what nature
gave me.
Call (404) 875-6420 and ask for Daisy, I'll be waiting....
Please Click Here to See a Picture of Daisy
....
Submitted By C. Bull 14/08/08
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Tea-time Love Bite

Hippo's Lunch

Genitals

Submitted By C. Bull 14/08/08
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Typical Tabler
A typical tabler, having split from his latest
girlfriend, decided to take a holiday. He booked himself on a cruise
and proceeded to have the time of his life, that is, until the ship
sank.
He found himself on an island with no other people, no supplies,
nothing, only bananas and coconuts. After about four months, he is
lying on the beach one day when the most gorgeous woman he has ever
seen rows up to the shore.
In disbelief, he asks, 'Where did you come from? How did you get
here?' She replies, 'I rowed from the other side of the island. I
landed here when my cruise ship sank.'
'Amazing,' he notes. 'You were really lucky to have a row boat wash
up with you.' 'Oh, this thing?' explains the woman. 'I made the boat
out of raw material I found on the island. The oars were whittled
from gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm branches, and
the sides and stern came from a Eucalyptus tree.'
'But, where did you get the tools?'
'Oh, that was no problem,' replied the woman. 'On the south side of
the island, a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock is exposed. I
found if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted
into ductile iron. I used that for tools and used the tools to make
the hardware.'
The guy is stunned.
'Let's row over to my place,' she says. After a few minutes of
rowing, she docks the boat at a small wharf. As the man looks to
shore, he nearly falls off the boat.. Before him is stone walk
leading to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white.
While the woman ties up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp
rope, the man can only stare ahead, dumb struck. As they walk into
the house, she says casually, 'It's not much but I call it home. Sit
down, please. Would you like a drink?'
'No! No thank you,' he blurts out, still dazed.
'I can't take another drop of coconut juice.' 'It's not coconut
juice,'
winks the woman. 'I have a still. How would you like a Pina Colada?'
Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepts, and they
sit down on her couch to talk. After they have exchanged their
stories, the woman announces, 'I'm going to slip into something more
comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a
razor upstairs in the bathroom cabinet.'
No longer questioning anything, the man goes into the bathroom.
There, in the cabinet, a razor made from a piece of tortoise bone.
Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge are fastened on to its end
inside a swivel mechanism.
'This woman is amazing,' he muses. 'What next?'
When he returns, she greets him wearing nothing but vines,
strategically positioned, and smelling faintly of gardenias. She
beckons for him to sit down next to her.
'Tell me,' she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him, 'We've
been out here for many months. You've been lonely. There's something
I'm sure you really feel like doing right now, something you've been
longing for?' She stares into his eyes ...
He swallows excitedly and tears start to form in his eyes.....
'F*****g hell, don't tell me you've got Sky Sports?'
Submitted By I. Borthwick 23/08/08
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The sharing of marriage...
The old man placed order for one hamburger, French
fries and a drink.
He unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it
in half, placing one half in front of his wife.
He then carefully counted out the French fries,
dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one
pile in front of his wife.
He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and
then set the cup down between them . As he began to
eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them
were looking over and whispering.
Obviously they were thinking, 'That poor old couple -
all they can afford is one meal for the two of them.'
As the man began to eat his fries a young man came to
the table and politely offered to buy another meal for
the old couple. The old man said, they were just fine
- they were used to sharing everything.
People closer to the table noticed the little old lady
hadn't eaten a bite. She sat there
watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns
sipping the drink.
Again, the young man came over and begged them to let
him buy another meal for them. This time the old woman
said 'No, thank
you, we are used to sharing everything.'
Finally, as the old man finished and was wiping his
face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came
over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a
single bite of food and asked 'What is it you are
waiting for?'
She
answered
(Continue below - This is great)
'THE TEETH.'
Submitted By I. Borthwick 23/08/08
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Subject: Computer Problem
was having trouble
with my computer. So I called Sam ,
the 11 year old next door, whose bedroom looks like Mission Control
and asked him to come over. Sam clicked
a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him, 'So, what was wrong? He
replied, "It was an ID ten T error."
I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, "An ID ten
T error?
What's that? In case I need to fix it again."
Sam
grinned.... "Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?"
"No," I replied. "Write it down," he said, "and I think you'll
figure
it out."
So I wrote down: I D 1 0 T
I used to like Sam
(He'll probably end up working on a help desk for a computer firm).
Submitted By J. Ikin 7/08/08
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Warning To All The Women in Your Life
Please forward
to as many women as possible
THIS COULD HAPPEN TO YOUR WIFE OR GIRLFRIEND.....
IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOUR FRIEND... OR TO YOUR SISTER
I was sitting at a local outdoor cafe having lunch by myself & two
men came & sat down at my table..... I gave them the death look, but
they just casually stayed at my table & wouldn't leave me alone.
I shined up my ring on my married finger, then placed my hand on the
table & I hinted to them that I was married & that I was not
interested in them.
Luckily for me they got the hint & left, but thankfully the whole
thing was captured on the Cafe's camera.
I'm sending you this picture as a warning. just in case they try
and pick you up too.
Honestly,
some men think they are God's gift.

Submitted By Lyn Ikin (Jeff's
Sister)
7/08/08
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Inheritance Money
When Bob found
out he was going to inherit a fortune when his sickly father died,
he decided he needed a woman to enjoy it with.
So, one evening he went to a singles bar where he spotted the most
beautiful
woman he had ever seen.
Her natural beauty took his breath away. 'I may look like just an
ordinary man,' he said as he walked up to her, 'but in just a week
or two, my father will die, and I'll inherit 20 million dollars.'
Impressed, the woman went home with him that evening and, three
days later, she became his stepmother.
Women are so much smarter than men.
Submitted By T.Goodridge 07/08/08
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The 3 Survivors
A cruise on the Pacific goes all wrong, the
ship sinks, and there
are only 3 Survivors; Damian, Darren and Deirdre.
They manage to swim to a small island and they lived there for a
couple of years doing what's natural for men and women to do.
After several years of casual sex, all the time, Deirdre felt
absolutely horrible about what she was doing. She felt having sex
with both Damian and Darren was so bad that she killed herself.
It was tragic but Damian and Darren managed to get through it and,
after while, nature once more took its inevitable course.
Well, a couple more years went by and Damian and Darren
began to feel absolutely horrible about what they were doing.
.
.
.
.
.
.
So they buried Deirdre.
Submitted By T.Goodridge 07/08/08
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Eggs for his Wife
Dave came
home from the pub late one Friday evening stinking
drunk, as he often did, and crept into bed beside his wife who was
already asleep. He gave her a peck on the cheek and fell asleep.
When he awoke, he found a strange man standing at the end of his
bed. 'Who the hell are you?', demanded Dave, 'and what are you doing
in my bedroom ?' The mysterious man answered, 'This isn't your
bedroom and I'm St Peter.'
Dave was stunned. 'You mean I'm dead !!! That can't be, I have so
much to live for - and I haven't said goodbye to my family. . .
You've got to send me back straight away.'
St Peter replied, 'Yes, you can be reincarnated but there is a
catch.
We can only send you back as a dog or a hen.'
Dave was devastated, but knowing there was a farm not far from his
house, he asked to be sent back as a hen. A flash of light later, he
was covered in feathers and clucking around, pecking the ground.
'This ain't so bad', he thought until he felt this strange feeling
welling up inside him. The farmyard rooster strolled over and said,
'So you're the new hen, How are you enjoying your first day here ?'
'It's not so bad', replies Dave, 'but I have this strange feeling
inside like I'm about to explode.'
'You're ovulating', explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've
never laid an egg before.' 'Never', replies Dave. 'Well just relax
and let it happen'.
And so he did and after a few uncomfortable seconds later, an egg
pops out from under his tail. An immense feeling of relief swept
over him and his emotions got the better of him as he experienced
motherhood for the first time.
When he laid his second egg, the feeling of happiness was
overwhelming and he knew that being reincarnated as a hen was the
best thing that ever happened to him . . . Ever!!!
The joy kept coming and as he was just about to lay his third egg,
he felt an enormous smack on the back of his head and heard his wife
shouting...
'Dave, wake up, you drunken fool.
You've soiled the
bed !!'
Submitted By T.Goodridge 07/08/08
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Moments before it happened...

Submitted By T.Goodridge 07/08/08
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Important things for men to remember for a
Healthy Marriage
It is important for men to remember that, as
women grow older, it becomes harder for them to maintain the same
quality of housekeeping as when they were younger. When you notice
this, try not to shout at them. Some are over-sensitive and there's
nothing worse than an over-sensitive woman.
My name is Ron. Let me relate how I handled
the situation with my wife, Julie. When I took early retirement last
year, it became necessary for Julie to get a full-time job for the
extra income that we need.
Shortly after she started working, I noticed
she was beginning to show her age. I now usually get home from the
pub about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows
how hungry I am, she nearly always says she has to rest for half an
hour or so before she starts dinner. I don't shout at her, instead I
tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on
the table. I generally have lunch at the pub so eating out again is
out of the question; I'm ready for some home cooked food when I get
home.
She used to do the dishes as soon as we
finished eating. But now it's usual for them to sit on the table for
several hours after dinner. I do what I can by diplomatically
reminding her several times each evening that they won't clean
themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to
motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.
Another symptom of ageing is complaining. For
example, she will say that it is difficult for her to do the
shopping during her lunch hour. But we take them for better or
worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to
stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she won't have
to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now
and then won't hurt her. I like to think tact is one of my strong
points.
When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she
needs more rest periods. She has to take a rest when she has only
half finished mowing the lawn and several extra breaks when she's
vacuuming through the house. It does annoy me, vacuuming when I'm
trying to watch 'Match of the Day', but I try not to make a scene.
I'm a fair man. I tell her to make herself a nice cup of tea and
just sit for a while, and as long as she is making one for herself,
she may as well make one for me too.
I know that I probably look like a saint in
the way I support Julie. I'm not saying that showing this much
consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will
find it impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating
women get as they get older. However, even if you just use a little
more tact and less criticism of your ageing wife because of this
article, I will consider that writing it was well worthwhile. After
all, we are put on this earth to help each other, eh?
EDITOR'S NOTE:
Ron died suddenly last week. He was found with
a 24-inch Stanley screwdriver rammed up his backside with only 2
inches showing.
His wife Julie was arrested, but the all-woman
jury accepted her defence that he accidentally sat on it.
Submitted By T.Goodridge 27/07/08
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INNER PEACE
I am passing this on to you because
it worked for me and we all could use more
calm in our lives.
By following the
simple advice I heard on a Medical TV show, I have finally found
inner peace.
A Doctor proclaimed
the way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have
started.
So I looked around
my house to see things I'd started and hadn't finished
and before leaving the house this morning:
I finished off a bottle of Merlot, a
bottle of shhardonay, a bodle of Baileys, a butle of vocka, a
pockage of Prunglies, tha mainder of bot Prozic and Valum scriptins,
the res of the Chesescke an a box a choclits.
Yu haf no
idr who fkin gud I fel.Peas sen dis orn to dem yu fee AR in ned ov
inr pis.
Submitted By J. Ikin 27/07/08
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LETTER FROM THE MINISTRY
(Click on picture to enlarge)

Submitted By J.Ikin 18/07/08
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THE BOTTLE OF WINE...

Dave was driving home from one of his business trips in Northern
Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of
the road.
As the trip was a long and quiet one, he stopped the car and asked
the Navajo woman if she would like a ride. With a silent nod of
thanks, the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Dave tried in vain to make a bit of small talk
with the Navajo woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking
intently at everything she saw, studying every little detail, until
she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Dave.
'What in bag?' asked the old woman.
Dave looked down at the brown bag and said, 'It's a bottle of wine.
I got it for my Wife.'
The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two.
Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said:
'Good trade...
Submitted By J.Ikin 17/07/08
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THE SLAP HAPPY FRENCH...!
4
people in the carriage of a train - an Englishman, a pretty young
blonde
girl, an ugly old woman and a Frenchman.
It all
goes dark when the train goes through a tunnel. In the dark
there's the
sound of an almighty slap, and when the train emerges from the tunnel
the Frenchman is rubbing his face, and there's a huge red mark on his
cheek.
The
old lady thinks "I bet that Frenchman fondled the blonde in the dark
and she slapped him"
The
pretty young blonde thinks " I bet the Frenchman tried to fondle me
in the dark, got the old lady by mistake, and she hit him"
The
Frenchman thinks "I bet that Englishman fondled the blonde in the
dark, but the blonde thought it was me and hit me"
The
Englishman thinks "I hope there's another tunnel coming up soon,
so I can slap that French guy again
Submitted By T.Goodridge 16/07/08
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PET SHOP FURY...!
A man runs into a pet shop,
puts a bomb on the counter and shouts "everyone has one minute to
get out."
A tortoise in the back shouts
back " YOU GIT!"
Submitted By T.Goodridge 16/07/08
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SURROGATE FATHER...
The Smiths were unable to conceive children and
decided to use a surrogate father to start their family.
On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith
kissed his wife goodbye and said, " Well, I'm off now.
The man should be here soon."
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door
baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping
to make a sale. 'Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've
come to...'*
*'Oh, no need to explain, 'Mrs. Smith cut in,
embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.'*
Have you really?' said the Photographer. 'Well,
that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?'*
*'Well That's what my husband and I had hoped. Please
come in and have a seat'. After A moment she asked,
blushing, 'Well, where do we start?'*
"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the
bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the
bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can
really spread out there.'*
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work
out for Harry and me!"
"Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every
time. But If we try several different positions and I
shoot from six or seven angles, I'm
sure you'll be
pleased with the results. "'My, that's a lot!' gasped Mrs.
Smith.*"Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd
love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure
you'd be Disappointed with that."
"Don't I know
it," said Mrs. Smith.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a
portfolio of his baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a
bus," he said.*
"Oh, my Gosh!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her
throat.*
'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when
you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.*
"She was difficult?" asked Mrs. Smith.*
"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the
park to get the job done right . People were crowding
around four and five deep to get a good look."
"Four and five deep? "said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide
with amazement.*"Yes." the photographer replied. 'And for more
than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and
yelling I could hardly concentrate, and when
darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally,
when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I
just had to pack it all in."
*Mrs. Smith leaned forward. " Do you mean they actually
chewed on your, uh... equipment? "
" It's true,
Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll
set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away."
'Tripod?'
" Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a Tripod to rest my
Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand for
very long"
Mrs. Smith
Fainted...!
Submitted By J.Ikin 16/07/08
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So, if you thought you were having a bad
day...!

Submitted By J.Ikin 15/07/08
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WHEN I SAY I'M BROKE...I'M BROKE...!
Yesterday I answered a knock on the door, only to be confronted by a
well-dressed young man carrying a vacuum cleaner.
'Good morning,' said the young man. 'If I could take a couple of
minutes of your time, I would like to demonstrate the very latest in
high-powered vacuum cleaners.'
'Go away!' I said. 'I haven't got any money!', 'I'm broke!' and
proceeded to close the door.
Quick as a flash, the young man wedged his foot in the door and
pushed wide open. 'Don't be too hasty!' he said. 'Not until you have
at least seen my demonstration.'
And with that, he emptied a bucket of horse manure onto my hallway
carpet.
'If this vacuum cleaner does not remove all traces of this horse
manure from your carpet, Sir, I will personally eat the remainder.'
I stepped back and said, 'Well I hope you've
got a good appetite, because they cut off my electricity this
morning.
Submitted By J.Ikin 15/07/08
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Getting Old The Circler Way...!

Submitted By J.Ikin 15/07/08
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WOMEN, MEN & FLOWERS...!
Many aspects of human
sexuality are very puzzling, take "celibacy."
This can be a choice in life, or a condition imposed by
environmental factors.
While attending a Marriage Encounter Weekend, Robert and Mary
listened to the instructor declare 'It is essential that husbands
and wives know the things that are important to each other.'
He addressed the men. 'Can you each name and describe
your wife's favourite flower?'
Robert leaned over, touched Mary's arm gently and whispered,
'Self-raising, isn't it?'
Thus began Robert's life of celibacy.
Submitted By J. Ikin 15/07/08
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And finally if you think Star Wars is
S#?t...!

Submitted By J.Ikin 15/07/08
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