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Monday, May 12, 2008

Jokes !!!

ENJoY de jokesZ ! ! ! ! dats is 4 ur enjOymenT!!!

1) One Sunday morning a little girl in her Sunday best was running so she wouldn''t be late for church. As she ran she kept praying, “Dear God, please son''t let me be late to church. Please don''t let me be late to church....” And, as she was running she tripped and fell. When she got back up she began praying again, “Please, God don''t let me be late to church -- but don''t shove me either!

2 )One day two boys were walking through the woods when they saw some rabbit shit. One of the boys said, ''What is that?'' ''They're smart pills,'' said the other boy. ''Eat them and they'll make you smarter. So he ate them and said, ''These taste like shit.'' ''See,'' said the other boy, ''you're already getting smarter.''

3 )A teacher was having a tasting day where she would put candy in the kids' mouth and they would guess what it was. She went to the first little boy and put a Hershey's Kiss in his mouth. "Can you guess what it is?" "I don't know," said the boy. "I'll give you a hint. It's something your daddy asks your mommy for every morning." The girl next to the boy says "Don't eat it. It's a piece of ass."

4 )A woman goes to a psychiatrist and says, ''Doctor, you've got to do something about my husband -- he thinks he's a refrigerator!'' ''I wouldn't worry too much about it,'' the doctor replies. 'Lots of people have harmless delusions. It will pass.'' ''But you don't understand,'' the woman insists. ''He sleeps with his mouth open, and the little light keeps me awake.''

5 )On the last day of kindergarten, all the children brought presents for their teacher. The florist's son handed the teacher a gift. She shook it, held it up and said, "I bet it's some flowers!" "That's right!" shouted the little boy. Then the candy store owner's daughter handed the teacher a gift. She held it up, shook it and said, "I bet I know what it is! It's a box of candy!" "That's right!" shouted the little girl. The next gift was from the liquor store owner's son. The teacher held it up and saw that it was leaking. She touched a drop with her finger and tasted it. "Is it wine?" she asked. "No," the boy answered. The teacher touched another drop to her tongue. "Is it champagne?" she asked. "No," the boy answered. "What is it?" she said. "A puppy!" (so it is de puppy's waste!!!)

cheerz.
aish <3 u

(oh yah i an still deciding 4 wat 2 put in de nxt quiz!!! waut 4 it.....may B later k?)

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