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Dec 18, 2008 at 10:32 PM Post #511 of 563
Bob was a single guy living at home with his father and working in the family business. When he found out he was going to inherit a fortune upon the death of his sickly father, he decided he needed a wife with whom to share his fortune.

One evening at an investment club meeting Bob 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 to her, "but in just a few months, my father will die and I'll inherit $20 million."

Impressed, the woman obtained his business card and three days later she became his stepmother. Women are so much better at financial planning than men.
 
Dec 18, 2008 at 10:39 PM Post #512 of 563
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Originally Posted by BayouSlide /img/forum/go_quote.gif
One more...

Did you hear the one about the dyslexic devil worshipper?

He pledged his soul to Santa.



Reminds me of this one:


What do you get when you combine a dyslexic, an insomniac, and an agnostic?

...a person who stays up all night wondering if there really is a dog.
 
Dec 19, 2008 at 2:57 PM Post #514 of 563
This one was first told to a good friend of mine by a 6-year-old little girl with a lisp... which made it priceless...



One day a great pirate ship was sailing out on the open sea, and an enemy ship was seen on the horizon.

The first mate ran to the captain of the great pirate ship and said, "Captain, captain! There's an enemy ship approaching! What should we do?!"

"First mate," replied the captain, "bring me my red shirt."

So the first mate brought the captain his red shirt. There was a fierce battle, and the great pirate ship won.

A couple of days later, two enemy ships were seen on the horizon...

The first mate ran to the captain of the great pirate ship and said, "Captain, captain! There are two enemy ships approaching! What should we do?!"

"First mate," replied the captain, "bring me my red shirt."

So the first mate brought the captain his red shirt. There was a fierce battle, and the great pirate ship won.

A couple of days later, three enemy ships were seen on the horizon...

The first mate ran to the captain of the great pirate ship and said, "Captain, captain! There are three enemy ships approaching! What should we do?!"

"First mate," replied the captain, "bring me my red shirt."

So the first mate brought the captain his red shirt. There was a fierce battle, and the great pirate ship won.

The next day the first mate came to the captain of the great pirate ship and asked him, "Captain, why is it that you ask for your red shirt every time we're about to go to battle with enemy ships?"

"First mate," replied the captain, "If I get wounded during battle, I don't want my crew to see the blood and lose heart and stop fighting."

This made sense to the first mate, and he was very proud of his captain.

A few days later, there were ten enemy ships seen on the horizon...

The first mate ran to the captain of the great pirate ship and said, "Captain, captain! There are ten enemy ships approaching! Should I bring you your red shirt?!"

"First mate," replied the captain, "...bring me my brown pants!"
 
Dec 19, 2008 at 9:47 PM Post #515 of 563
How the fight started.

When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive...

So, I took her to a gas station.

And then the fight started.
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I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $10.95. Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95.
I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.

And that's when the fight started.
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After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security.
The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age.

I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home.

I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.

The woman said, "Unbutton your shirt."

So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, "That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me"
and she processed my Social Security application.

When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.

She said, "You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too"

And then the fight started.
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My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady
swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.

My wife asked, "Do you know her?"

"Yes," I sighed, "She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up
those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since."

"My God!" says my wife, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"

And then the fight started.

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I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car.
You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny?

Yeah, well I couldn't believe it... He was a DWARF!

He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, "I AM NOT HAPPY!"

So, I looked down at him and said, "Well, then which one are you?"

And that's how the fight started.
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I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.

"I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please."

He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"

"Nah, she can order for herself."

And that's how the fight started.
 
Dec 19, 2008 at 11:02 PM Post #516 of 563
A man and a young boy went walking in the woods late one night. After they had been walking a while the little boy says: "Mister I'm really scared!" The man looks at the boy and says: "You're scared?! I have to walk out of here alone!"

Hey TopPop...concerning your quote from Jonathan Edwards; thats the Jonathan Edwards from the late 1600's-early 1700's right? I love his work. I have a couple of modern reprints of his books. Incredible teacher.
 
Dec 20, 2008 at 6:40 PM Post #518 of 563
A bus full of lawyers on a trip in the mountains goes over a cliff, and nobody survives. When the reporter covering the story learns that there had been only one empty seat on the bus, it is decided that the headline would be "MISSED OPPORTUNITY".
 
Dec 20, 2008 at 7:03 PM Post #519 of 563
Is There a Santa Claus?



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Emailed to me from another humor list.



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As a result of an overwhelming lack of requests, and with research help
from that renowned scientific journal SPY magazine (January, 1990),
I am pleased to present the annual scientific inquiry into Santa Claus.


1) NO KNOWN SPECIES OF REINDEER CAN FLY.
BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified,
and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule
out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.

2) THERE ARE 2 BILLION CHILDREN (persons under 18) IN THE WORLD.
BUT since Santa doesn't (appear to) handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish &
Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to 15% of the total - 378
million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average
(census)rate of 3.5 children per household, that's 91.8 million homes.

One presumes there's at least one good child in each.

3) SANTA HAS 31 HOURS OF CHRISTMAS TO WORK WITH.
This is due to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth,
assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to
822.6 visits/second.

This is to say that for each Christian household with good children,
Santa has .001 second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney,
fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat
whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the
sleigh and move on to the next house.

Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed
around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes
of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78
miles/household, a total trip of 75.5 million miles; not counting stops to
do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding & etc.

So Santa's sleigh must be moving at 650 miles/second, 3,000 times the
speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle on
earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles/second.

A conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles/hour.

4) THE PAYLOAD ON THE SLEIGH ADDS ANOTHER INTERESTING ELEMENT.
Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set
(2 lb.), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is
invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull
no more than 300 lb. Even granting that "flying reindeer" (see #1) could
pull 10 TIMES the normal amount, we cannot do the job with 8, or even 9
reindeer. We need 214,200. This increases the payload

- not counting the weight of the sleigh - to 353,430 tons. This is four
times the weight of the ocean-liner Queen Elizabeth.

5) 353,000 TONS TRAVELING AT 650 MILES/SECOND CREATES ENORMOUS AIR
RESISTANCE.
This will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as a spacecraft
reentering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb
14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will
burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them,
and creating deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team
will be vaporized within .00426 of a second. Meanwhile, Santa, will be
subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A
250-lb. Santa (seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his
sleigh by 4,315,015 lb. of force.

If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he's dead now.








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tellswor@slonet.org

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Dec 20, 2008 at 7:20 PM Post #520 of 563
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Originally Posted by Fido2 /img/forum/go_quote.gif
Hey TopPop...concerning your quote from Jonathan Edwards; thats the Jonathan Edwards from the late 1600's-early 1700's right? I love his work. I have a couple of modern reprints of his books. Incredible teacher.


Indeed!!
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I've really gotten into John Owen the last year or so, too. His stuff is incredibly hard to understand sometimes, so the reading is really slow-going... but it's like a gold mine in there!
 
Dec 20, 2008 at 7:22 PM Post #521 of 563
*Welcoming party for a new Gent at a retirement community*

Lady: So where did you live before?
Gent: Up North.
Lady: And what was your occupation?
Gent: If you must know I have just completed serving 20yrs for murdering my wife. I chopped her up and put her in a box in the freezer.
Lady: (as she smiles)So, your single then.
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Dec 21, 2008 at 5:36 AM Post #523 of 563
"I've really gotten into John Owen the last year or so, too. His stuff is incredibly hard to understand sometimes, so the reading is really slow-going... but it's like a gold mine in there!"



Yes Owen is great too. I have read some of his stuff on ccel.org. You ever read Francis Schaeffer? Fantastic work!

Anyway. Do you know why the bicycle fell over?

It was two tired.
 
Dec 21, 2008 at 1:37 PM Post #525 of 563
^That's a good one big Q. rofl.

OK another retirement home joke.

Celebrity visits retirement home. Goes up to lady sitting on couch.

Celeb: Maam, do you know who I am?
Lady: No, but if you'll go to the front desk, they will tell you who you are.
 

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