|
Post by sonya on Jun 11, 2006 13:11:50 GMT 3
not too optimistic,but can put a smile on your face ;D
|
|
|
Post by Tish on Jun 11, 2006 15:48:43 GMT 3
LMAO & ROTF
|
|
|
Post by LaFFy TaFFy on Jun 11, 2006 18:36:19 GMT 3
hahahahahahahahaha
|
|
|
Post by sonya on Jun 12, 2006 18:46:48 GMT 3
|
|
|
Post by pau on Jun 12, 2006 23:29:26 GMT 3
LMAO!!!! thanks sonya!!
|
|
|
Post by safinbgfan on Jun 15, 2006 14:36:33 GMT 3
not too optimistic,but can put a smile on your face ;D ;D ;D ;D
|
|
|
Post by sonya on Jul 14, 2006 3:42:44 GMT 3
Don't drink and drive. Take a joint and fly!hahahahaha
|
|
|
Post by ginapants on Jul 14, 2006 14:04:57 GMT 3
hahahahaha ;D ;D ;D
|
|
|
Post by yse on Jul 14, 2006 14:43:43 GMT 3
not too optimistic,but can put a smile on your face ;D Ohhhhhhhhh ;D ;D ;D ;D LOL
|
|
|
Post by love15 on Jul 14, 2006 17:55:51 GMT 3
LMAO.. case of the milkman
|
|
|
Post by iman on Jul 14, 2006 20:08:59 GMT 3
thanks this has made me laugh out loud for real!!!
|
|
|
Post by Tish on Jul 19, 2006 11:06:29 GMT 3
Seniors Having Babies
Hehe…...
With all the new technology regarding fertility recently, a 65-year-old woman was able to give birth to a baby.
When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, her relatives came to visit.
"May we see the new baby?" one asked.
"Not yet," said the mother. "I'll make coffee and we can visit for awhile first."
Thirty minutes had passed, and another relative asked, "May we see the new baby now?"
"No, not yet," said the mother.
After another few minutes had elapsed, they asked again, "May we see the baby now?"
"No, not yet," replied the mother.
Growing very impatient, they asked, "Well, when can we see the baby?"
"WHEN HE CRIES!" she told them.
"WHEN HE CRIES??" they demanded. "Why do we have to wait until he CRIES??"
"BECAUSE I forgot where I put him."
|
|
|
Post by Annie on Jul 19, 2006 11:32:59 GMT 3
ROTFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tishy!!!!!!!!!!!! it's so good to see you Missed you girl ;D
|
|
|
Post by sonya on Jul 26, 2006 18:01:45 GMT 3
it was a cold winter morning at a countryside!a sparrow was freezing all alone...he couldn't survive.. fortunately,some cow was passing by,and it felt like sh*ting.. poor ,frozen sparrow...the cow sh*t on him...but,because of the warmth of the cow's sh*t,the sparrow got his circulation back,and he was alive again..but,since there was a lot of sh*t,he couldn't go out of it and he started drowning.. fortunately,some cat was passing by,when she saw something moving..she looked closely,and she saw the sparrow..she took him out of the sh*t... unfortunately,she ate him then.. *corollary* the one who sh*ts on you is not always your enemy,but the one who takes you out of sh*t could possibly be!!! ;D
|
|
|
Post by sonya on Jul 27, 2006 18:48:24 GMT 3
A man walks into a bar with a paper bag. He sits down and places the bag on the counter. The bartender walks up and asks what's in it. The man reaches into the bag and pulls out a little man, about one foot high and sets him on the counter. He reaches back into the bag and pulls out a small piano, setting it on the counter as well. He reaches into the bag once again and pulls out a tiny piano bench, which he places in front of the piano. The little man sits down at the piano and starts playing a beautiful piece by Mozart. "Where on earth did you get that?" says the bartender. The man responds by reaching into the paper bag. This time he pulls out a magic lamp. He hands it to the bartender and says: "Here. Rub it." So the bartender rubs the lamp, and suddenly there's a gust of smoke and a beautiful genie is standing before him. "I will grant you one wish. Just one wish... each person is only allowed one!" The bartender gets real excited. Without hesitating he says, "I want a million bucks!" A few moments later, a duck walks into the bar. It is soon followed by another duck, then another. Pretty soon, the entire bar is filled with ducks and they keep coming. The bartender turns to the man and says, "Y'know, I think your genie's a little deaf. I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks." "Tell me about it," says the man, "do you really think I asked for a 12inch pianist?"
|
|