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  • Blonde and Redhead


    A blonde and a redhead met in a bar after work for a drink, and were watching the 6 O'clock news. A man was shown threatening to jump from the Brooklyn Bridge.

    The blonde bet the redhead $50 that he wouldn't jump, and the redhead replied, "I'll take that bet!" Anyway, sure enough, he jumped, so the blonde gave the redhead the $50 she owed.

    The redhead said, "I can't take this, you're my friend."

    The blonde said, "No. A bet's a bet. You won the money."

    So the redhead said, "Listen, I have to admit, I saw this on the 5 O'clock news, so I can't take your money."

    The blonde replied,... "Well, so did I, but I never thought he'd jump again!"

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  • Blonde Licence


    There was a blonde driving down the center of the road at 100 mph. A police officer pulled her over to the side of the road. When she had stopped, the officer asked, "License and Registration please."

    "It's okay, Officer, I have a special license that allows me to do this," she said smiling.

    "That's impossible!" The officer replied, "I've never heard of such a license."

    The blonde then reached into her purse and handed him her license. Astonished, the Officer said, "Just as I suspected. This is an ordinary license, I see nothing here that would allow you special consideration."

    She pointed to the bottom of the license, "See? it says so right here: 'Tear Along The Dotted Line'."


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  • Blonde Painter


    Julie, the blonde, was getting pretty desperate for money. She decided to go to the nicer, richer neighborhoods around town and look for odd jobs as a handy woman.

    The first house she came to, a man answered the door and told Julie,"Yeah, I have a job for you. How would you like to paint the porch?"

    "Sure that sounds great!" said Julie.

    "Well, how much do you want me to pay you?" asked the man.

    "Is fifty bucks all right?" Julie asked.

    "Yeah, great. You'll find the paint and ladders you'll need in the garage."

    The man went back into his house to his wife who had been listening. "Fifty bucks! Does she know the porch goes all the way around the house?" asked the wife. "Well, she must, she was standing right on it!" her husband replied.

    About 45 minutes later, Julie knocked on the door.

    "I'm all finished," she told the surprised homeowner.

    The man was amazed. "You painted the whole porch?"

    "Yeah," Julie replied, "I even had some paint left, so I put on two coats!"

    The man reached into his wallet to pay Julie.

    "Oh, and by the way," said Julie, "That's not a Porch, it's a Ferrari."

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  • Blonde Witness


    A blonde was summoned to court to appear as a witness in a lawsuit. The prosecutor opened his questioning with, "Where were you the night of August 24th?"

    "Objection!" said the defense attorney. "Irrelevant!"

    "Oh, that's okay," said the blonde from the witness stand. "I don't mind answering the question."

    "I object!" the defense said again.

    "No, really," said the blonde. "I'll answer."

    The judge ruled: "If the witness insists on answering, there is no reason for the defense to object."

    So the prosecutor repeated the question: "Where were you the night of August 24th?"

    The blonde replied brightly, "I don't know."

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  • Blondes Strike Back


    What do you call going on a blind date with a brunette?
    Brown-bagging it.

    What's the real reason a brunette keeps her figure?
    No one else wants it.

    Why are so many blonde jokes one-liners?
    So brunettes can remember them.

    What do you call a brunette in a room full of blondes?
    Invisible.

    What's a brunette's mating call?
    "Has the blonde left yet?"

    What do brunettes miss most about a great party?
    The invitation

    What do you call a good looking man with a brunette?
    A hostage

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  • Boating


    Last summer, down on Lake Isabella, located in the high desert, an hour east of Bakersfield, a blonde, new to boating was having a problem. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get her brand new 22-ft Bayliner to perform.

    It wouldn't get on a plane at all, and it was very sluggish in almost every maneuver, no matter how much power she applied. After about an hour of trying to make it go, she putted over to a nearby marina. Maybe they could tell her what was wrong.

    A thorough topside check revealed everything was in perfect working order. The engine ran fine, the outdrive went up and down, the prop was the correct size and pitch. So, one of the marina guys jumped in the water to check underneath.

    He came up choking on water, he was laughing so hard. Under the boat, still strapped securely in place, was the trailer.

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  • Born Free


    A rabbit one day managed to break free from the laboratory where he had been born and brought up. As he scurried away from the fencing of the compound, he felt grass under his little feet and saw the dawn breaking for the first time in his life.

    'Wow, this is great,' he thought. It wasn't long before he came to a hedge and, after squeezing under it he saw a wonderful sight lots of other bunny rabbits, all free and nibbling at the lush grass.

    'Hey,' he called. 'I'm a rabbit from the laboratory and I've just escaped. Are you wild rabbits? 'Yes. Come and join us,' they cried. Our friend hopped over to them and started eating the grass. It tasted so good. 'What else do you wild rabbits do?' he asked. 'Well,' one of them said. 'You see that field there? It's got carrots growing in it. We dig them up and eat them.' This, he couldn't resist and he spent the next hour eating the most succulent carrots. They were wonderful.

    Later, he asked them again, 'What else do you do?' 'You see that field there? It's got lettuce growing in it. We eat them as well.' The lettuce tasted just as good and he returned a while later completely full. 'Is there anything else you guys do?' he asked.

    One of the other rabbits came a bit closer to him and spoke softly. 'There's one other thing you must try. You see those rabbits there,' he said, pointing to the far corner of the field. 'They're girls. We have sex with them. Go and try it.' Well, our friend spent the rest of the morning screwing his little heart out until, completely knackered, he staggered back over to the guys.

    'That was fantastic,' he panted. 'So are you going to live with us then?' one of them asked. 'I'm sorry, I had a great time but I can't.' The wild rabbits all stared at him, a bit surprised. 'Why? We thought you liked it here.'

    'I do,' our friend replied. 'But I must get back to the laboratory. I'm dying for a cigarette.'

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  • Breaststroke


    There was a competition to swim from Santa Monica to Catalina doing only the breaststroke, and the three women who entered the race were
    a brunette, a redhead and a blonde.

    After approximately 14 hours, the brunette staggered up on the shore and was declared the fastest breaststroker. About 40 minutes later, the Redhead crawled out and was declared the second place finisher.

    Nearly 4 hours after that, the blonde finally came ashore and promptly collapsed in front of the worried onlookers.

    When the reporters asked why it took her so long to complete the race, she replied, "I don't want to sound like I'm a sore loser, but
    I think those two other girls were using their arms."

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  • Burglary


    Returning home from work, a blonde was shocked to find her house ransacked and burglarized.

    She telephoned the police at once and reported the crime. The police dispatcher broadcast the call on the channels, and a K-9 unit patrolling nearby was the first to respond.

    As the K-9 officer approached the house with his dog on a leash, the blonde ran out on the porch, shuddered at the sight of the cop and his dog, then sat down on the steps.

    Putting her face in her hands, she moaned, "I come home to find all my possessions stolen. I call the police for help, and what do they do? They send me a BLIND policeman!"

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  • Casino Player


    Two bored casino dealers are waiting at the craps table. A very attractive blonde lady comes in and wants to bet $10,000 on a single roll of the dice. And she adds, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I m completely nude."

    With that she takes off everything but her necklace and rolls the dice while yelling, "Mama needs new clothes." Then she yells, "YES, YES, YES!! I WON, I WON, I WON."

    She begins jumping up and down and hugging both of the dealers. Then she picks up her money and her clothes and quickly leaves. The dealers just stare at each other dumbfounded. Finally one of them asks, "What did she roll, anyway?"

    The other answers, "I don't know. I thought YOU were watching."

    Moral: Not all blondes are dumb.

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  • Cat Diary


    DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.
    DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair... must try this on their bed (again).

    DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.

    DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was ... Hmmm. Not working according to plan .

    DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid? My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth and the tiny bit of flesh under my claws.

    DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

    DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time.


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  • Cat Technical Support


    This is an actual account by a worker at a technical support and service center. One particular customer had an old console-type machine with a print head that would ride back and forth on a spiral shaft. They also had a big bushy cat who liked to sit on the edge of the printer next to the operator.

    Well, one day we got a service call that said, "Cat caught in machine, come quick!"

    When I arrived I saw everyone sitting around mending their various wounds, scratches and contusions. No sight of the cat. It appears that while they were running the machine the cat was twirling his tail in his usual fashion and stuck it down into the printer at the most inopportune time and got sucked in! Apparently, the cat absolutely freaked out and clawed at everyone who came close. They finally freed the cat, and to this day, the cat goes nowhere near the machine.

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  • Cats and Pills


    INSTRUCTIONS FOR GIVING YOUR CAT A PILL

    1. Pick cat up and cradle it in the crook of your left arm as if holding a baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either side of cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to cheeks while holding pill in right hand. As cat opens mouth, pop pill into mouth. Allow cat to close mouth and swallow.

    2. Retrieve pill from floor and cat from behind sofa. Cradle cat in left arm and repeat process.

    3. Retrieve cat from bedroom, and throw soggy pill away. Take new pill from foil wrap, cradle cat in left arm holding rear paws tightly with lef hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of 10.

    4. Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call spouse from garden.

    5. Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between knees, holding front and rear paws. Ignore low growls emitted by cat. Get spouse to hold cat's head firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler into mouth. Drop pill down ruler and rub cat's throat vigorously.

    6. Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap. Make note to buy new ruler and repair curtains. Carefully sweep shattered figurines from hearth and set to one side for gluing later.

    7. Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with its head just visible from below spouse's armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force cat's mouth open with pencil and blow down drinking straw.

    8. Check label to make sure pill not harmful to humans, drink glass of water to take taste away. Apply band-aid to spouse's forearm and remove blood from carpet with cold water and soap.

    9. Retrieve cat from neighbor's shed. Get another pill. Place cat in cupboard and close door onto neck to leave head showing. Force mouth open with dessert spoon. Flick pill down throat with elastic band.

    10. Fetch screwdriver from garage and put door back on hinges. Apply cold compress to cheek and check records for date of last tetanus shot. Throw T-shirt away and fetch new one from bedroom.

    11. Ring fire brigade to retrieve cat from tree across the road. Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid cat. Take last pill from foil wrap.

    12. Tie cat's front paws to rear paws with garden twine and bind tightly to leg of dining table. Find heavy duty pruning gloves from shed. Force cat's mouth open with small spanner. Push pill into mouth followed by large piece of fillet steak. Hold head vertically and pour 1/2 pint of water down throat to wash pill down.

    13. Get spouse to drive you to emergency room; sit quietly while doctor stitches fingers and forearm and removes pill remnants from right eye. Stop by furniture shop on way home to order new table.

    14. Arrange for vet to make a housecall.

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  • Cats Guide To Humans


    1. Introduction: Why Do We Need Humans?

    So you've decided to get yourself a human being. In doing so, you've joined the millions of other cats who have acquired these strange and often frustrating creatures. There will be any number of times, during the course of your association with humans, when you will wonder why you have bothered to grace them with your presence. What's so great about humans, anyway? Why not just hang around with other cats? Our greatest philosophers have struggled with this question for centuries, but the answer is actually rather simple:

    THEY HAVE OPPOSABLE THUMBS.

    Which makes them the perfect tools for such tasks as opening doors, getting the lids off of cat food cans, changing television stations and other activities that we, despite our other obvious advantages, find difficult to do ourselves.

    True, chimps, orangutans and lemurs also have opposable thumbs, but they are nowhere as easy to train.

    2. How And When to Get Your Human's Attention

    Humans often erroneously assume that there are other, more important activities than taking care of your immediate needs, such as conducting business, spending time with their families or even sleeping.

    Though this is dreadfully inconvenient, you can make this work to your advantage by pestering your human at the moment it is the busiest. It is usually so flustered that it will do whatever you want it to do, just to get you out of its hair. Not coincidentally, human teenagers follow this same practice.

    Here are some tried and true methods of getting your human to do what you want: Sitting on paper: An oldie but a goodie. If a human has paper in front of it, chances are good it's something they assume is more important than you. They will often offer you a snack to lure you away. Establish your supremacy over this wood pulp product at every opportunity. This practice also works well with computer keyboards, remote controls, car keys and small children.

    Waking your human at odd hours: A cat's "golden time" is between 3:30 and 4:30 in the morning. If you paw at your human's sleeping face during this time, you have a better than even chance that it will get up and, in an incoherent haze, do exactly what you want. You may actually have to scratch deep sleepers to get their attention; remember to vary the scratch site to keep the human from getting suspicious.

    3. Punishing Your Human Being

    Sometimes, despite your best training efforts, your human will stubbornly resist bending to your whim. In these extreme circumstances, you may have to punish your human. Obvious punishments, such as scratching furniture or eating household plants, are likely to backfire; the unsophisticated humans are likely to misinterpret the activities and then try to discipline YOU.

    Instead, we offer these subtle but nonetheless effective alternatives: * Use the cat box during an important formal dinner.

    * Stare impassively at your human while it is attempting a romantic interlude.

    * Stand over an important piece of electronic equipment and feign a hairball attack.

    * After your human has watched a particularly disturbing horror film, stand by the hall closet and then slowly back away, hissing and yowling.

    * While your human is sleeping, lie on its face.

    4. Rewarding Your Human: Should Your Gift Still Be Alive?

    The cat world is divided over the etiquette of presenting humans with the thoughtful gift of a recently disemboweled animal. Some believe that humans prefer these gifts already dead, while others maintain that humans enjoy a slowly expiring cricket or rodent just as much as we do, given their jumpy and playful movements in picking the creatures up after they've been presented.

    After much consideration of the human psyche, we recommend the following: cold blooded animals (large insects, frogs, lizards, garden snakes and the occasional earthworm) should be presented dead, while warm blooded animals (birds, rodents, your neighbor's Pomeranian) are better still living. When you see the expression on your human's face, you'll know it's worth it.

    5. How Long Should You Keep Your Human?

    You are only obligated to your human for one of your lives. The other eight are up to you. We recommend mixing and matching, though in the end, most humans (at least the ones that are worth living with) are pretty much the same. But what do you expect? They're humans, after all. Opposable thumbs will only take you so far.

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  • Chainsaw


    This (Blonde) fellow is looking to buy a saw to cut down some
    trees in his backyard. He goes to a chainsaw shop and asks about
    various chainsaws.

    The dealer tells him, "Look, I have a lot of models, but why
    don't you save yourself a lot of time and aggravation and get
    the top-of- the-line model. This chainsaw will cut a hundred
    cords of wood for you in one day."

    So, the man takes the chainsaw home and begins working on the
    trees.After cutting for several hours and only cutting two
    cords, he decides to quit. He thinks there is something wrong
    with the chainsaw. "How can I cut for hours and only cut two
    cords?" the man asks himself. "I will begin first thing in the
    morning and cut all day," the man tells himself.

    So, the next morning the man gets up at 4 am in the morning and
    cuts and cuts, and cuts till nightfall, and still he only
    manages to cut five cords.

    The man is convinced this is a bad saw. "The dealer told me it
    would cut one hundred cords of wood in a day, no problem. I will
    take this saw back to the dealer," the man says to himself.

    The very next day the man brings the saw back to the dealer and
    explains the problem. The dealer, baffled by the man's claim,
    removes the chainsaw from the case. The dealer says, "Hmm, it
    looks fine."

    Then the dealer starts the chainsaw, to which the man
    responds, "What's that noise?

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  • Chicken and the road thru history.


    Famous interpretations of "Why did the Chicken cross the road?"

    Bill Clinton:
    I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What do you mean by chicken? Could you define chicken, please...

    Louis Farrakhan:
    The road, you will see, represents the black man.
    The chicken crossed the "black man" in order to trample him down!

    Colonel Sanders:
    I missed one?

    L.A Poliece Department:
    Give us five minutes with the chicken, and we'll find out.

    Jerry Falwell:
    Because the chicken was gay! isn't it obvious? Can't you people see the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going to the other side. thats what "they" call it: the "other side". Yes, my friends the chicken is gay. And if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too!

    Ronald Regan:
    What Chicken?

    Saddam Hussein:
    This was an unprovoked act of rebellion, and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it!

    ROBERT DE NIRO: Are you telling me the chicken crossed that road? Is that what you're telling me?

    Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.

    Marting Luther King, Jr.: I envision a world where all chickens, be they black or white or brown or red or speckled, will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.

    Grandpa: In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough for us.

    Aristotle: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

    Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.

    Captain James T. Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.

    Fox Mulder: You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross before you believe it's true?

    Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity. How do you feel about your mother?

    Bill Gates: We have just released eChicken 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs (only in the proprietary brown_ms.egg format), file your important documents, and balance your chequebook and Internet Explorer is an inextricable part of eChicken.

    The CIA: Who told you about the chicken? Did you see the chicken? There was no chicken. Please step into the car, sir.

    Einstein: Did the chicken really cross the road or did the road move beneath the chicken.

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  • Chickens And Books


    A pair of chickens walk up to the circulation desk at a public library and say, "Buk Buk BUK." The librarian decides that the chickens desire three books, and gives it to them...and the chickens leave shortly thereafter.

    Around midday, the two chickens return to the circulation desk quite vexed and say, "Buk Buk BuKKOOK!" The librarian decides that the chickens desire another three books and gives it to them. The chickens leave as before.

    The two chickens return to the library in the early afternoon, approach the librarian, looking very annoyed and say, "Buk Buk Buk Buk Bukkooook!" The librarian is now a little suspicious of these chickens. She gives them what they request, and decides to follow them.

    She followed them out of the library, out of the town, and to a park. At this point, she hid behind a tree, not wanting to be seen. She saw the two chickens throwing the books at a frog in a pond, to which the frog was saying, "Rrredit Rrredit Rrredit..."

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  • Coach Trip


    Two bowling teams, one made up of all blondes and the other one of all brunettes, charter a double-decker bus for a weekend tournament in Atlantic City. The brunette team rides in the bottom of the bus and the blonde team rides on the top level.

    The brunette team down below is whooping it up and having a great time when one of them realizes she doesn't hear anything from the blondes upstairs. She decides to go up and investigate. When the brunette reaches the top, she finds all the blondes frozen in fear, staring straight ahead at the road and clutching the seats in front of them.

    The brunette says, "What is going on up here? We're having a great time downstairs!"

    One of the blondes says, "Yeah, but you've got a driver!"

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  • Cross The River


    A dumb blonde is walking along, lost, and encounters a deep and wide river. She looks up and down the river for a way across but is unsuccessful in finding one. Yet, when looking to the other side again, she happened to see another blonde on the opposite river bank. She tried calling to her.

    "How can I get to the other side of the river?" she shouts loudly.

    The other blonde replied "What for? You are already on the other side of the river!"


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  • Crying


    One day a neighbor of the blonde's go over to her house and sees the blonde crying and asked her what had happened and the blonde said that her mother had passed away. The neighbor made her some coffee and settled her down a little and then left.

    The next day the neighbor went back over to the house and found the blonde crying again. She asked her why she was crying again.

    The blonde replied with, "I just got off of the phone with my sister, her mother died too!

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  • Curious Camel


    A mother and baby camel are talking one day when the baby camel asks, "Mom why have I got these huge three toed feet?"
    The mother replies, "Well son, when we trek across the desert your toes will help you to stay on top of the soft sand".

    "OK" said the son. A few minutes later the son asks, "Mom, why have I got these great long eyelashes?"

    "They are there to keep the sand out of your eyes on the trips through the desert", the camel mother answers.

    "Thanks Mom" replies the son. After a short while, the son returns and asks, "Mom, why have I got these great big humps on my back??"

    The mother, now a little impatient with the boy replies, "They are there to help us store water for our long treks across the desert, so we can go without drinking for long periods."

    "That's great mom, so we have huge feet to stop us sinking, and long eyelashes to keep the sand from our eyes and these humps to store water, but... Mom?"

    "Yes son?"

    "Why the heck are we in the San Diego zoo?"


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  • Declan the Crab


    Declan the humble crab and Kate the Lobster Princess were madly, deeply and passionately in Love. For months they enjoyed an idyllic relationship until one day Kate scuttled over to Declan in tears.

    "We can't see each other anymore...." she sobbed.

    "Why?" gasped Declan.

    "Daddy says crabs are too common," she wailed. "He claims you, a mere crab, and a poor one at that, are the lowest class of crustacean... and that no daughter of his will marry someone who can only walk sideways."

    Declan was shattered, and scuttled sidewards away into the darkness and to drink himself into a filthy state of aquatic oblivion. That night, the great Lobster Ball was taking place. Lobsters came from far and wide, dancing and merry making, but the lobster Princess refused to join in, choosing instead to sit by her father's side, inconsolable.

    Suddenly the doors burst open, and Declan the crab strode in. The Lobsters all stopped their dancing, the Princess gasped and the King Lobster rose from his throne. Slowly, painstakingly, Declan the crab made his way across the floor...and all could see that he was walking not sideways, but FORWARDS, one claw after another!

    Step by step he made his approach towards the throne, until he finally looked King Lobster in the eye. There was a deadly hush. Finally, the crab spoke..............



    "Fuck, I'm pissed."


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  • Distressed


    A young blonde woman is distraught because she fears her husband is having an affair, so she goes to a gun shop and buys a handgun.

    The next day she comes home to find her husband in bed with a beautiful redhead. She grabs the gun and holds it to her own head.

    The husband jumps out of bed, begging and pleading with her not to shoot herself.

    Hysterically the blonde screams back at the husband, "Shut up! You're next!"

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  • Dog Named Mypenis


    Tired of boring old dog name like Ruff, Spot, Lassie, etc?
    The next time you get a dog, name it: Mypenis
    Why, you ask? Well just look at some of the great excuses you can use for school, work, and general conversation!

    -I did do my homework but Mypenis ate it!
    -Oh no, Mypenis is frothing at the mouth!
    -Sorry I'm late. I was playing with Mypenis.
    -I'm sorry officer, I didn't realize I had to keep Mypenis on a leash.
    -Mypenis doesn't come when I call it.
    -Mypenis likes to crawl between the legs of guests.
    -If Mypenis begs at the dinner table, I just tell it to LAY DOWN!
    -I love giving Mypenis a bath, but Mypenis doesn't like cold water.
    -At night, I like to snuggle with Mypenis.
    -Mypenis likes it when people pet him.
    -Mypenis needs to get more exercise. He weighs over fifty pounds!
    -Playing with Mypenis really wears me out.
    -Would you like to see a picture of Mypenis?
    -Sometimes I wake up, and Mypenis is already active.
    -I think Mypenis has a mind of its own.
    -I keep a picture of Mypenis in my wallet.
    -Whenever I get lost, Mypenis points me in the right direction.
    -I think Mypenis is getting old because he won't get excited anymore. He just plays dead.
    -Mypenis got out last night. I think he's sleeping with the lady next door.
    -HELP! Mypenis is lost...can you help me find him?
    -Sorry to be driving slow officer, but I was looking for Mypenis.
    -Sorry to be driving so fast, officer. I have to take Mypenis to the hospital.
    -Mypenis got fleas from the neighbors dog.
    -Anytime Mypenis gets too excited, I just scratch him behind the head.
    -Please do not feed Mypenis table scraps!
    -Do you think you could feed Mypenis while I'm on vacation?
    -I have a cat that plays very well with Mypenis.
    -When I take Mypenis for a ride in the car, I roll down the window so it can hang it's head out.

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  • Dog Property Laws


    1. If I like it, it's mine.
    2. If its in my mouth, it's mine.
    3. If I can take it from you, it's mine.
    4. If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
    5. If I'm chewing something up, all the pieces are mine.
    6. If its mine, it must never appear to be yours anyway.
    7. If it just looks like mine, its mine.
    8. If I saw it first, its mine.
    9. If you are playing with something and you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.
    10. If its broken, its yours.

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