Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: manylodges (inactive) Date: 24 May 99 - 11:45 PM One must never become and expert. An X is an unknown mathmatical symble, a spirt is a drip under presure. There for an expert is an unkown mathmatical drip under presure. ha! |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Rick Fielding Date: 23 May 99 - 11:19 PM Consider me cheered up. (cheap way to re-fresh) |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Lonesome EJ Date: 23 May 99 - 10:07 PM To do is to be - Descartes To be is to do - Neitzche Do be do be do - Sinatra |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Don Meixner Date: 23 May 99 - 09:56 PM 1: God is love 2: Love is blind 3: Ray Charles is blind 4: Ray Charles is God. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Mark Clark Date: 23 May 99 - 08:19 PM Finally someone has a proof! *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* "Salary Theorem" states that "Engineers and scientists can never earn as much as business executives and sales people." This theorem can now be supported by a mathematical equation based on the following two postulates: 1. Knowledge is Power. 2. Time is Money. As every engineer knows: Power = Work / Time Since Knowledge = Power and Time = Money then Knowledge = Work/Money. Solving for Money, we get: Money = Work / Knowledge. Thus, as Knowledge approaches zero, Money approaches infinity, regardless of the amount of work done. Conclusion: The less you know, the more you make. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* The corrilary is that Webby is very smart indeed. - Mark |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Tony Burns Date: 23 May 99 - 11:10 AM I don't have the list you're looking for Richard but it reminded me of the list below. I 'borrowed' it from the web somewhere. It might even have been from Mudcat. Fifteen Best Jewish Country-Western Song Titles 1. "I Was One of the Chosen People ('Til She Chose Somebody Else)" 2. "Honkey Tonk Nights on the Golan Heights" 3. "I've Got My Foot On The Glass, Where Are You? " 4. "My Rowdy Friend Elijah's Comin' Over Tonight" 5. "New Bottle of Whiskey, Same Old Testament" 6. "Stand by Your Mensch" 7. "Eighteen Wheels and a Dozen Latkes" 8. "I Balanced Your Books, but You're Breaking My Heart" 9. "My Darlin's a Schmendrick and I'm All Verklempt" 10. "That Shiksa Done Made off with My Heart Like a Goniff" 11. "The Second Time She Said 'Shalom', I Knew She Meant 'Goodbye'" 12. "You're the Lox My Bagel's Been Missin'" 13. "You Been Talkin' Hebrew in Your Sleep Since that Rabbi Came to Town" 14. "Why Don't We Get Drunk - We're Jews!" 15. "Mamas Don't Let Your Ungrateful Sons Grow Up to Be Cowboys (When They Could Very Easily Have Just Taken Over the Family Hardware Business that My Own Grandfather Broke His Back to Start and My Father Sweated Over for Years Which Apparently Doesn't Mean Anything Now That You're Turning Your Back on Such a Gift)" |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Richard Bridge Date: 23 May 99 - 03:33 AM 1. Told to me by the drummer (who is dyslexic) in my daughter's band: - "Old MacDonald was dyslexic/ I O I O E" 2. Has anyone got that wonderful list of the 50 (or was it 30) worst country and western song titles of all time? I used to have it but it got lost. It had, for example "Drop kick me Jesus through the goalposts of life"; and "Take your tongue out my mouth 'cos I'm kissing you goodbye". |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: LEJ Date: 22 May 99 - 02:54 PM From the time my daughter was about 6 months old I would always read her a bedtime story. One night when she was about 3 1/2, she said "No, Daddy. I want to read YOU a bedtime story!" So I got in bed, she pulled up a chair and opened up the book of fairy tales. She settled back, stared at the book for about 30 seconds, gave me a sad and embarrassed look and said "actually, I can't read." Though it struck me as funny at the time, I also realized how badly she wanted to read. We went through the Hooked on Phonics program, and I had her reading at age 4. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: John Hindsill Date: 22 May 99 - 11:56 AM Alice - I just read your Rules for Writers; they put me in remembrance of the following true story: My son was in the 7th grade and was assign a year long project on the history, geography, etc. of Greece. One evening early on he came to me and wanted me to read his preliminary draft of the first page. It went something like this-- Greece is a very old country in southern Europe sticking out into the Mediterranean Sea and it is a pennisula and it is made up of many islands whichic have a lot of mountains and on and on to the middle of the page (period). The people of Greece came from whereever they came from and settled into various communities which became city-states which did whatever they did to the bottom of the page (period). Lovingly, and in my most paternal mode, I tried to explain how he had a lot of good ideas, here, but they needed to be separated with commas, semicolons and a few more periods. I also suggested that he, perhaps, had 3 or 4 paragraphs instead of 2 long sentences. He, just on the brink of teen-agedness was upset, and told me that he wrote like that all the time, and the teacher never complained [that's a whole 'nother story]. The next day I bought an English diagnostic test for him. He was required to do the work in any section he did not pass. Flash forward 10 years; he graduated college 'magna cum laude', PBK. He had started as an English major, but degreeed in Philosophy. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 22 May 99 - 11:02 AM refresh.... to inspire the Irony and Humor thread ;-> alice in montana |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: McMusic Date: 27 Dec 98 - 03:19 AM Alice, Sorry about not giving credit where credit is due. So many additions were made to this thread that I got lazy and skimmed 'em--and that's what I get for doing that! I WILL try and be more careful in the future (I swear I will). Peace. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 25 Dec 98 - 05:12 PM Well, this thread IS getting a bit cumbersome, although it is only 10 days old. It is so long, it's difficult to remember all that have been written. Here is another to assist in all of your literary efforts.
alice
Rules for Writers... |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 25 Dec 98 - 04:43 PM Topped? well, I don't know, McMusic, I posted the Ghandi joke on this thread on Dec 16. But, it's a good one, so worth telling twice, Art. alice |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: dwditty Date: 25 Dec 98 - 01:26 PM A guy stands up in a bar and yells, "All lawyers are assholes." A second guy stands up and yells, "Hey, I resent that." The first guy says, "Why are you a lawyer?" The second guy says, "No, I'm an asshole." |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: McMusic Date: 24 Dec 98 - 09:34 PM Art, Can only say that you have rendered it a no contest decision. That last would be VERY hard to top. Fleas Navidad |
Subject: RE: Beer me up PLEASE From: Art Thieme Date: 24 Dec 98 - 09:15 PM Alice & everyone----Sorry to post that for yet another time. Someone just told it to me this week. Stuff travels fast on this web of birdsong. Tonight is Christmas eve & visions o' sugarplums dance in my head! Must be the Glenlivet! Art |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Art Thieme Date: 24 Dec 98 - 09:06 PM Mahatma Gandhi had very tough feet from walking barefoot all those years. He was also a holy man on his own mystical search & rarely got enough to eat in his travels. As a result, he was rather emaciated. His diet also gave him terrible breath. He was a super-calloused, fragile mystic, cursed with halitosis. And NOW----you MUST pick a winner---or at least tell us who might've cheered ya up a bit. Here's to an unimpeachably fine New Year!!!!!!!!! Art |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 24 Dec 98 - 08:10 PM ... and if you get really bored during your term of unemployement (or just trying to amuse yourself with the internet) you can write your own Alanis Morissette song, by clicking here. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Den Date: 24 Dec 98 - 06:18 PM Wait a minute don't get too cheery till you hear these couple of crackers. Two old couples are in the pub having a chat when one old guy turns to the other and says. "Tell me Paddy, hows the memory these days." "Oh grand," says Paddy, " I went to a clinic last week and it was great they taught me a bunch of techniques like word association to jog the old memory ." "What was the name of the clinic," says the friend. Paddy thinks for a minute, "It was...eh!, eh!.. what do you call the flower with the thorny stem?" "Rose," says his mate. "Right", says Paddy turning to his wife, "hey Rose what was the name of that clinic I went to last week"? Murphy is up before the Judge. "You have heard the jury's decision Mr Murphy guilty as charged. Now in your own defence would you like to challenge any member of the Jury." Murphy thinks for a minute then says, "well your honour I believe I could take the little fella on the end," I hope this helps. |
Subject: Lyr Add: OOMPA LOOMPA From: Alice Date: 24 Dec 98 - 05:22 PM you're welcome. (alice eating chocolate, singing, 'oompa, loompa) ------
OOMPA LOOMPA
Oompa Loompa, doompadee doo
Oompa Loompa doompadee doo
Oompa Loompa doompadee doo
Oompa Loompa doompadee doo alice in montana (home of the oompa loompas) |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Ajaleigh Date: 24 Dec 98 - 03:55 PM Alice, your jokes are great!!! I love them! And boy did I need them today! |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 24 Dec 98 - 01:31 PM In the dark, cold days of winter, especially if you are unemployed, it will lift your spirits to tell jokes, sing songs, and .... eat chocolate.
By the way, Webby, Lucille Ball seemed to enjoy her job in a chocolate factory.... at least we enjoyed watching her work.
alice
THE RULES OF CHOCOLATE
~ If you've got melted chocolate all over your hands, you're eating it too slowly.
~ Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, orange slices & strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want.
~ The problem: How to get 2 pounds of chocolate home from the store in a hot car. The solution: Eat it in the parking lot.
~ Diet tip: Eat a chocolate bar before each meal. It'll take the edge off your appetite and you'll eat less.
~ A nice box of chocolates can provide your total daily intake of calories in one place. Isn't that handy?
~ If you can't eat all your chocolate, it will keep in the freezer.
~ But if you can't eat all your chocolate, what's wrong with you?
~ If calories are an issue, store your chocolate on top of the fridge. Calories are afraid of heights, and they will jump out of the chocolate to protect themselves.
~ If I eat equal amounts of dark chocolate and white chocolate, is that a balanced diet? Don't they actually counteract each other?
~ Money talks, but Chocolate sings.
~ Chocolate has many preservatives. Preservatives make you look younger.
~ Q. Why is there no such organization as Chocoholics Anonymous?
~ If not for chocolate, there would be no need for control top pantyhose. An entire garment industry would be devastated.
~ Put "eat chocolate" at the top of your list of things to do today. That way, at least you'll get one thing done. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: BSeed Date: 24 Dec 98 - 01:11 AM Alice, now we know what Montanans do during the long cold winter...by the way, here in sunny California we haven't seen a cloud in days, but it's verra, verra cold here. It's so dry that we don't have any frost, but the mud has been frozen for days. Of course, we're still probably 30 degrees or so warmer than you up there in Big Sky Country (or are you getting our weather?). Merry Christmas, and thanks for all the great laughs. --seed |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: gargoyle Date: 24 Dec 98 - 12:40 AM The U.S. Dept. of Census/Statistics reports that for 1997 there were only 8.8 deaths per thousand....and only half of those were from heart dieseas or cancer....that's better than the past...and the world wide trend is also down....THIS IS GOOD
The U.S. birth rate is 14.8 per thousand....so it is plainly clear that we are copulating and repopulating faster than we are deceasing and depopulating. THIS IS GOOD
Prices are dropping, crops are in surplus and the means of distribution is available....This, also, is GOOD....
We live with foods, shelter, entertainment, and luxury that would have astounded King Solomon and David in all of their glory. Is it perhaps the "Richard Cory" syndrom that makes you morose?
Get off the "pity-pot" and share in the abundance around you.
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Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 23 Dec 98 - 07:16 PM Webby, in your spare time between re-writes of your resume, you can learn new songs and ponder these thoughts... or maybe even write new songs about these ponderous thoughts....
alice
1. Don't sweat the petty things, and don't pet the sweaty things. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 23 Dec 98 - 07:00 PM Webby, maybe you could get a job on the phone lines of tech support at the Etch-a-Sketch company... it sounds like an easy job.
alice
Etch-A-Sketch Technical Support FAQ
Q: My Etch-A-Sketch has funny little lines all over the screen.
Q: How do I turn my Etch-A-Sketch off?
Q: What's the shortcut for Undo?
Q: How do I create a New Document window?
Q: How do I set the background and foreground to the same color?
Q: What is the proper procedure for rebooting my Etch-A-Sketch?
Q: How do I delete a document on my Etch-A-Sketch?
Q: How do I save my Etch-A-Sketch document? |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 23 Dec 98 - 03:39 PM Webby, this is not exactly job related, unless you aspire to be a writer. It DID make me laugh out loud when I first read it. (I forwarded this to alison awhile back, so some of you may have already seen it.)
alice
Remember the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"? Well, here's a prime example offered by an English professor at Southern Methodist University, English 44A, Creative Writing, Professor Miller. In-class Assignment for Wednesday: "We will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. The story is over when both agree that a conclusion has been
reached."
The following was actually turned in by two of the students: Rebecca - last name deleted, and Gary - last name deleted.
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(First paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the
question.
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Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation Seventeen," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the
direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
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He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychologically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards,
Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth -- when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
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Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mother ship launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through Congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion which vaporized
Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"
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This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic, semi-literate adolescent.
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Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium.
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A**hole.
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B**ch.
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Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Webby Date: 23 Dec 98 - 02:57 AM The response from my thread has been brilliant.I think it shows just how much people care and how many comedians there are in this world. It has really cheered me up. Thanks to all and Merry Christmas. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: McMusic Date: 23 Dec 98 - 01:44 AM By God, Webby and Joe, if ya'll ain't a-cheered up by now, they ain't no a-cheerin' you up no how. I swear, I'll bet that even Charlton Heston is snickering up his 12 gauge shotgun barrel. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: sail Date: 23 Dec 98 - 12:19 AM What lies on the bottom of the ocean and shakes? A nervous wreck. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 23 Dec 98 - 12:00 AM Three engineering students were gathered together discussing the possible designers of the human body.
One said, "It was a mechanical engineer. Just look at all the joints."
Another said, "No, it was an electrical engineer. The nervous system is many thousands of electrical connections."
The last said, "Actually it was a civil engineer. Who else would run a toxic waste pipeline through a recreational area?" |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 22 Dec 98 - 11:57 PM The graduate with a Science degree asks, "Why does it work?" The graduate with an Engineering degree asks, "How does it work?" The graduate with an Accounting degree asks, "How much will it cost?" The graduate with a Liberal Arts degree asks, "Do you want fries with that?" |
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Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 22 Dec 98 - 11:36 PM A piece of string went into a bar to buy a drink.
The bartender says, "Get outta here, we don't serve drinks to string."
The string goes out and walks around the corner, where he ties a knot in his top part and makes the end all fuzzy.
The string goes back in the bar and orders a drink.
Bartender says, "Hey, aren't you that string I just threw out of here?" "No, I'm a frayed knot." |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Barbara Date: 22 Dec 98 - 11:17 PM Bank opens and this really nattily dressed frog strides in , takes the first available teller, Ms. Patricia Whack, and, leaning on the counter, tells her he wants to take out a loan. "Indeed," she says, raising an eyebrow. "For how much?" "$30,000", the frog replies. "And what do you intend to do with this $30,000, Mr, Mr,?" "Jaegger, Kermit Jaegger", says the frog, " I thought I'd maybe buy a yacht and cruise the Carribean for a while." "Indeed," says Ms. Whack, and raises the other eyebrow. "You have some collateral, I presume?" The frog reaches into his pocket and pulls out this exquisite little pink porcelain elephant, and sets it on the counter. "This??" she says, "This is your collateral??" and off she stomps to the bank manager, and plops the elephant down on his blotter. "There's a frog over there at my window wants a $30,000 loan, and he's offering us this to secure his loan." The bank manager smiles and steeples his hands and nods. "That's right," he says. "What is it anyway??!?", she demands. READY? "It's a knick-knack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone." |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: McMusic Date: 22 Dec 98 - 09:14 PM How many shrinks does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Only one--but the lightbulb has to really want to change. How many conservatives does it take to screw in a lightbulb? 10. One to change the bulb, and nine to stand around saying how much better the old bulb was. How many government workers does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Four. One to change the bulb, and three to file environmental impact statements. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: DonMeixner Date: 22 Dec 98 - 06:45 PM Webby, Did you hear about the corduroy pillowcases? They're making headlines. Don |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 21 Dec 98 - 12:35 PM .... and then there are those dreaded job evaluations: -------------
>Actual lines out of U.S. Military Officer Evaluation Report |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Steve Parkes Date: 21 Dec 98 - 07:48 AM Q ... and how many Applications Programmers does it take to change a light bulb? A None - they'll always try and make the old one work. Q So how many saxophone players does it take to change a light bulb |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Barbara Shaw Date: 20 Dec 98 - 12:45 PM This is actually a Dick Greenhaus joke (and I'll try not to screw it up this time, Dick . . . I still laugh picturing you coming back down the stairs yelling, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY MOOSE JOKE?") Q: What's the difference between a moose and a symphony orchestra? A: The moose has horns in the FRONT and asshole in the BACK.
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Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: BSeed Date: 20 Dec 98 - 03:41 AM q. How many Marin County residents does it take to screw in a light bulb? a. Marin County residents don't screw in light bulbs. They screw in hot tubs. q. What's yellow and green, six feet long, and hangs from trees in the jungle? a. Elephant snot. q. What do you get if you cross an elephant with peanut butter? a. An elephant that sticks to the roof of your mouth. --seed |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 20 Dec 98 - 12:14 AM Q. How many computer engineers does it take to screw in a lightbulb? A. It takes 389 computer engineers to screw in a lightbulb: One to complain that the problem is due to faulty wiring, not the lightbulb. One to call in a consultant to screw in the lightbulb. Eighty seven to debug the work the consultant does. And three hundred more to post notes to computer mailing lists arguing about the basic design flaws of the lightbulb, reminiscing about the good old days when candlelight ruled, and discussing possible technological advances in lightbulb functionality in the future. |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 19 Dec 98 - 11:58 PM Webby, here is another joke about being on the job, maybe a case of strategic planning.... alice -------
In the beginning was the Plan.
And then came the Assumptions.
And the Assumptions were without form. And the Plan was without substance.
And darkness was upon the faces of the Workers.
And they spoke amongst themselves, saying, "It is a crock of sh*t, and it stinks."
And the workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It is a pile of dung, and we can't live with the smell."
And the Supervisors went unto their Managers, saying, "It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it."
And the Managers went unto their Directors, saying, "It is a vessel of fertilizer and none may abide by its strength."
And the Directors spoke amongst themselves, saying to one another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."
And the Directors went to the Vice Presidents, saying unto them, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful."
And the Vice Presidents went to the President, saying unto him, "This new plan will actively promote the growth and vigor of the company with powerful effects."
And the President looked upon the Plan and saw that it was good.
And the Plan became Policy.
And that is how sh*t happens.
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Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Ajaleigh Date: 19 Dec 98 - 12:12 PM A guy went into a pet store to ask for a pet that could do anything and everything. How about a dog?" the owner asked "no. they can't do everything." so the owner went down a list, but the guy rejected all of them. Then the owner asked "How about a centipede?" The guy doubted that it could do anything and everything, but he gave it ashot and took it home. When he got there, he told it to clean the kitchen and went into the back room. When he came back 20 min. later, everything was clean:the appliances were spakling, the counters shined, the dishwasher was unlaoded and everything was in it's place. Thw guy was suprised, but wasn't sure yet, so he told it to clean the living room. When he came back 15, min later, everything was vacuumed, the pillows were fluffed, the couch had been cleaned. So the guy, really pleased now, said" Allright. Go get me the paper." 20 min went by...he wasn't back, half an hour later, still wasn't back, 45 minutes later, the guy went out to check, thinking maybe he was hurt, or run over, or dead! But when he opened the door, the centepede was still there. "What're u doing!" he asked, "i asked u to get the paper 45 minutes ago!" "I'm goin! i'm goin! I'm puttin my shoes on!" :) |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: murray@mpce.mq.edu.au Date: 18 Dec 98 - 07:54 PM I don't know if other people's hard luck will cheer you up; but the story has a happy ending. A friend of mine in New Zealand fell off a ladder while he was painting his house and was seriously injured. After he had been incapacitated for a few months his company fired him. This made him very depressed for about a year. He couldn't do anything he used to do. He couldn't play the keyboard, couldn't play squash, and he was the type of guy whose entire identity seemed to be in his job. Fortunately N.Z. has a very civilized welfare program and he wasn't in financial trouble. Anyway he comes over to Sydney once a year to visit us and as soon as he was healthy enough he came over. We were worried about how depressed he was the first year we saw him. Then something happened. The Y200 problem came up. He is an old fashioned computer programmer, and one of the few who is good with the mainframe computers used by a large company there. He is now fully employed. Not only that, but he is in demand and he is back to his old self. Murray |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Len N Date: 18 Dec 98 - 06:56 PM Oops, somehow I got lost and sent a message to the wrong thread Len |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Bob Landry Date: 18 Dec 98 - 06:53 PM Leroy and Jasper have been promoted from privates to sergeants. Not long after, they're out for a walk and Leroy says, "Hey, Jasper, there's the Officer's Club. Let's you and me stop in." "But we're privates," protests Jasper. "We're sergeants now," says Leroy, pulling him inside. "Now, Jasper, I'm gonna sit down and have me a drink." "But we're privates," says Jasper. "Are you blind?" asks Leroy, pointing at his stripes. "We're sergeants now." So they have their drink, and pretty soon a hooker comes up to Leroy. "You're cute," she says, "and I'd like to screw you, but I've got a bad case of gonorrhea." Leroy pulls his friend to the side and whispers, "Jasper, go look in the dictionary and see what 'gonorrhea' means. If it's okay, give me the okay sign." So Jasper goes to look it up, comes back, and gives Leroy the big okay sign. Three weeks later Leroy is laid up in the infirmary with a terrible case of gonorrhea. "Jasper," he says, "why'd you give me the okay?" "Well, Leroy, in the dictionary, it say gonorrhea affects only the privates. " He points to his stripes. "But, we're sergeants now." :-)) |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Len N Date: 18 Dec 98 - 06:53 PM Pete Seeger and Arlo used to play a song that would make a nice farewell tune. I have always assumed the title was "Goodbye my Roseanna", but if the title is not correct, the chorus is Bye bye, Bye bye, Bye bye Good bye my Roseanna Bye bye, Bye bye, Bye bye And I won't be back tomorrow Len |
Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Harry O Date: 18 Dec 98 - 05:41 PM Yer Man goes into a bar accompanied by a giraffe. The barman says nothing. "Two pints," says Yer Man,"one for me and one for my friend." The barman serves the drinks. Fifteen pints later, the giraffe sinks to the floor. Yer Man turns round and heads for the door. "Hey!", says the barman,"You can't leave that lyin' there." "Thash not a lion. Thash a shiraffe.!" says Yer Man.
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Subject: RE: Cheer me up PLEASE From: Alice Date: 18 Dec 98 - 04:53 PM My all-time favorite kid's joke, which I first heard from my son.... ------------
What do the bees say when they come home from work?
HI, Honey!!!! |
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