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happy reading... A nun, badly needing to use the restroom, walked into a local Hooters.  The place was hopping with music and loud conversation and every once in a while 'the lights would turn off.' Each time the lights would go out, the place would erupt into cheers.  However, when the revellers saw the nun, the room went dead silent.  She walked up to the bartender, and asked, 'May I please use the restroom?  The bartender replied, 'OK, but I should warn you that there is a statue of a naked man in there wearing only a fig leaf.'  'Well, in that case, I'll just look the other way,' said the nun.  So the bartender showed the nun to the back of the restaurant. After a few minutes, she came back out, and the whole place stopped just long enough to give the nun a loud round of applause. She went to the bartender and said, 'Sir! , I don 't understand. Why did they applaud for me just because I went to the restroom?'  'Well, now they know you're one of us,' said the bartender, 'Would you like a drink?' 'No thank you, but, I still don't understand,' said the puzzled nun.  'You see,' laughed the bartender, 'every time someone lifts the fig leaf on that statue, the lights go out.  Now, how about that drink? ------------------------------------------------- A teacher gave her class of 11 year olds an assignment: Get their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it.The next day the came back and one by one began to tell their stories.  Karl said, 'My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg laying chooks. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess.' 'What's the moral of the story?' asked the teacher. 'Don't put all your eggs in one basket!' 'Very good,' said the teacher. Next little Emilie raised her hand and said, 'Our family are farmers too. But we raise chooks for the meat market. One day we had a dozen eggs, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks and the moral to this story is: 'Don't count your chickens before they're hatched'. 'That was a fine story Emilie'. 'Mick, do you have a story to share?' 'Yes. My dad told me this story about my Aunty Raylene. Aunty Raylene was a flight engineer on a plane in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was 3 bottles of rum, a machine gun and a machete. She drank all the rum on the way down so it wouldn't break and then she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands.' 'Good heavens,' said the horrified teacher, 'what kind of moral did your father tell you from that horrible story?' 'Stay the f**k away from Aunty Raylene when she's been on the piss.' The teacher fainted!  "OHave a good week all   Wet_p |
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4/21/2008 9:39 am |
very nice
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very nice Wet_p
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oh yeah!! been a while since we mbuk together gether   cya soon Wet_p
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it's my pleasure. glad u enjoyed it Wet_p
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