<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21035462</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:09:17.719-05:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Vaseline'/><category term='Newspapers'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Monkeys'/><category term='Pilots'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Middle-East'/><category term='Topologist'/><category term='Blondes'/><category term='Teacher'/><category term='Pudding'/><category term='Advertising'/><category term='Imran Anwar'/><category term='Jew'/><category term='Supply'/><category term='Accountant'/><category term='Landing'/><category term='Breasts'/><category term='Lovers'/><category term='Aviation'/><category term='&quot;Mark Twain&quot;'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='Dinner'/><category term='History'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Perjury'/><category term='Campaign'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Viagra'/><category term='News'/><category term='Economist'/><category term='Diplomat'/><category term='Age'/><category term='Colbert'/><category term='Lawyers'/><category term='Rice'/><category term='Ice-cream'/><category term='Bush'/><category term='Public Sex'/><category term='Old Age'/><category term='Golf'/><category term='Flying'/><category term='Rules'/><category term='Rape'/><category term='Consultant'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Stock Market'/><category term='Professor'/><category term='Pilot'/><category term='Actuary'/><category term='Justice'/><category term='Pricing'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='Adulterer'/><category term='Media'/><category term='Prejudice'/><category term='Girlfriend'/><category term='Statistician'/><category term='Anwar'/><category term='Boyfriend'/><category term='English'/><category term='Hamburger'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Banker'/><category term='Students'/><category term='Steal'/><category term='Diary'/><category term='Rabbi'/><category term='American'/><category term='Programmer'/><category term='Language'/><category term='Assumptions'/><category term='Silence'/><category term='Dessert'/><category term='Buying'/><category term='Demand'/><category term='Headlines'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Madison'/><category term='Airlines'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Rabbi Jew Adulterer Adultery Sex Steal Commandments'/><category term='Hypocrites'/><category term='Harley-Davidson'/><category term='Lesbian'/><category term='Mathematician'/><category term='Men'/><category term='Cleanliness'/><category term='Business'/><category term='Quotations'/><category term='Imran'/><category term='Psychologist'/><category term='Guns'/><category term='ImranAnwar'/><category term='Villagers'/><category term='Gender'/><category term='Adultery'/><category term='Wit'/><category term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>"Gotta Love It" Humor Selections - by IMRAN™</title><subtitle type='html'>We all get jokes sent to us by dozens (or more) of our friends. Here are some I found most fun, funny, entertaining or even educational. NONE of this is my content. I am merely showing what I got in my InBox and liked enough to show you. If you are the copyright holder of any of this content, please let me know. The rest of you, enjoy! Bookmark this. Tell your friends. AND, you MUST check out my &lt;a href="http://imran.com/media/blog/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. Now it's YOUR turn to add and express your opinions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokes.imran.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21035462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.imran.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21035462/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>IMRAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03919552891874811342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.imran.com/images/imran/Imran_Friends_051103_x1b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>403</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21035462.post-5941384622207009301</id><published>2012-02-10T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T01:03:00.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust The Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband... For example...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A wife comes home late at night and quietly opens the door to her bedroom.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From under the blanket she sees four legs instead of two. She reaches&amp;nbsp;for a baseball bat and starts hitting the blanket as hard as she can.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once she's done, she goes to the kitchen to have a drink. As she&amp;nbsp;enters, she sees her husband there, reading a magazine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Hi Darling", he says, "Your parents have come to visit us, so l let&amp;nbsp;them stay in our bedroom. Did you say &lt;i&gt;'Hello'&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;p&gt;"Where there's a will, I want to be in it," is a paraprosdokian&lt;br /&gt;-- Winston Churchill loved them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. Do not argue with an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's still on my list.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. Light travels faster than sound.&lt;br /&gt;This is why some people appear&lt;br /&gt;bright until you hear them speak.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6. War does not determine who is right - only who is left..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit.&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. Evening news is where they begin with 'Good Evening,'&lt;br /&gt;and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism.&lt;br /&gt;To steal from many is research.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10. A bus station is where a bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;A train station is where a train stops.&lt;br /&gt;On my desk, I have a work station.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;11. I thought I wanted a career.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I just wanted paychecks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;12. Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says,&lt;br /&gt;'In case of emergency, notify:' I put 'DOCTOR.'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;13. I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;14. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down&lt;br /&gt;the street with a bald head and a beer gut,&lt;br /&gt;and still think they are sexy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;15. Behind every successful man is his woman.&lt;br /&gt;Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;16. A clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;17. You do not need a parachute to skydive.&lt;br /&gt;You only need a parachute to skydive twice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;18. Money can't buy happiness,&lt;br /&gt;but it sure makes misery easier to live with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;19. There's a fine line between cuddling&lt;br /&gt;and holding someone down so they can't get away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;20. I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not so sure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;21. You're never too old to learn something stupid.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;22. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first&lt;br /&gt;and call whatever you hit the target.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;23. Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;24. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;25. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian&lt;br /&gt;any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;So, he looks in the Yellow Pages, and sure enough, there's an ad for "Up North Bear Removers." He calls the number, and the bear remover says he'll be over in 30 minutes.*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The bear remover arrives, and gets out of his van. He's got a ladder, a baseball bat, a 12- gauge shotgun, and a mean as hell Pit Bull dog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"So, exactly what are you going to do?", the homeowner asks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"I'm going to put this ladder up against the building, and then I'm going to climb up there and knock the bear off the roof with this baseball bat. When the bear falls off the roof, the pit bull is trained to grab his testicles, and not let go. The bear will then be subdued enough for me to put him in the cage in the back of the van."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He then hands the shotgun to the homeowner. "What's the shotgun for?", asks the homeowner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"If the bear knocks me off the roof, shoot the dog."&lt;/p&gt;
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Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get&amp;nbsp;a little sausage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#000080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt; Men&amp;nbsp;are like.... &amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;1. Men are&amp;nbsp;like &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#9933CC"&gt;Laxatives&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;..... They&amp;nbsp;irritate the crap out of you.&lt;br&gt; 2. Men are like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#FF99FF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bananas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt; .......&amp;nbsp;The older they get, the less firm they are.&lt;br&gt; 3. Men are like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#6699FF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weather&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;....&amp;nbsp;Nothing can be done to change them.&lt;br&gt; 4. Men are like &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#6633CC"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blenders&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;..... You need One, but you're not quite sure why.&lt;br&gt; 5. Men are like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#990000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate Bars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.... Sweet, smooth, &amp;amp; they usually head right for your hips.&lt;br&gt; 6. Men&amp;nbsp;are like &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#CC3333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Commercials&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;....... You can't believe a word they say.&lt;br&gt; 7. Men are like&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#999933"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Department&amp;nbsp;Stores&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt; ..... Their clothes are always 1/2 off.&lt;br&gt; 8. Men&amp;nbsp;are like &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#339966"&gt;Government Bonds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;.... They take soooooooo long to mature.&lt;br&gt; 9. Men are like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#9966FF"&gt;Mascara ....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They usually&amp;nbsp;run at the first sign of emotion.&lt;br&gt; 10. Men are like&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#FF99FF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Popcorn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#FF99FF"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;..... They satisfy&amp;nbsp;you, but only for a little while.&lt;br&gt; 11. Men are like&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#6666FF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#6666FF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snowstorms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.... You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long&amp;nbsp;it will last.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt; 12. Men are like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#FF9900"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lava Lamps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.... Fun to look at, but not very bright.&lt;br&gt; 13. Men are like&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2" color="#993399"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Parking Spots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt; .... All the good ones are taken,&amp;nbsp;the rest are handicapped.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;i&gt;- Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash&lt;br /&gt;- Expert Says Eye Drops off Shelf&lt;br /&gt;- Teacher Strikes Idle Kids&lt;br /&gt;- British Left Waffles on Falkland Islands&lt;br /&gt;- Squad Helps Dog Bite Victim&lt;br /&gt;- Shot Off Woman's Leg Helps Nicklaus to 66&lt;br /&gt;- Enraged Cow Injures Farmer with Ax&lt;br /&gt;- Reagan Wins on Budget, But More Lies Ahead&lt;br /&gt;- Plane Too Close to Ground, Crash Probe Told&lt;br /&gt;- Juvenile Court to Try Shooting Defendant&lt;br /&gt;- Local High School Dropouts Cut in Half&lt;br /&gt;- Two Sisters Reunited after 18 Years in Checkout Counter&lt;br /&gt;- Two Soviet Ships Collide, One Dies&lt;br /&gt;- Killer Sentenced to Die for Second Time in 10 Years&lt;br /&gt;- Never Withhold Herpes Infection from Loved One&lt;br /&gt;- Drunken Drivers Paid $1000 in '84&lt;br /&gt;- Safety Experts Say School Bus Passengers Should Be Belted&lt;br /&gt;- Miners Refuse to Work after Death If Strike isn't Settled Quickly, It&lt;br /&gt;- May Last a While&lt;br /&gt;- Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead&lt;br /&gt;- Cold Wave Linked to Temperatures&lt;br /&gt;- Ban On Soliciting Dead in Trotwood&lt;br /&gt;- Man Minus Ear Waives Hearing&lt;br /&gt;- New Vaccine May Contain Rabies&lt;br /&gt;- Deaf College Opens Doors to Hearing&lt;br /&gt;- Arson Suspect is Held in Massachusetts Fire&lt;br /&gt;- Enfields Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide&lt;br /&gt;- Air Head Fired&lt;br /&gt;- Red Tape Holds Up New Bridge&lt;br /&gt;- Bank Drive-in Window Blocked by Board&lt;br /&gt;- Deer Kill 17,000&lt;br /&gt;- Old School Pillars are Replaced by Alumni&lt;br /&gt;- War Dims Hope for Peace&lt;br /&gt;- Steals Clock, Faces Time&lt;br /&gt;- Hospitals are Sued by 7 Foot Doctors&lt;br /&gt;- Man Struck by Lightning Faces Battery Charge&lt;br /&gt;- Some Pieces of Rock Hudson Sold at Auction&lt;br /&gt;- Stolen Painting Found by Tree&lt;br /&gt;- Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft&lt;br /&gt;- New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group&lt;br /&gt;- Chef Throws His Heart into Helping Feed Needy&lt;br /&gt;- Include your Children when Baking Cookies&lt;br /&gt;- Kids Make Nutritious Snacks&lt;br /&gt;- British Union Finds Dwarfs in Short Supply&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She explained that the member who brought her to the club for a round of golf had an emergency that called him away and asked the trio whether she could join them. Naturally, the guys all agreed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Smiling, the blonde thanked them and said, 'Look, fellows, I work in a topless bar as a dancer, so nothing shocks me anymore. If any of you want to smoke cigars, have a beer, bet, swear, tell off-color stories or do anything that you normally do when playing a round together, go ahead. But, I enjoy playing golf, consider myself pretty good at it, so don't try to coach me on how to play my shots.'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With that the guys agreed to relax and invited her to drive first. All eyes were fastened on her shapely behind as she bent to place her ball on the tee. She then took her driver and hit the ball 270 yards down the middle, right in front of the green.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The father's mouth was agape. 'That was beautiful,' he said. The blonde put her driver away and said, 'I really didn't get into it, and I faded it a little.'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After the three guys hit their drives and their second shots, the blonde took out an eight iron and lofted the ball within five feet of the hole. (She was closest to the pin.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The son said, 'Damn, lady, you played that perfectly.' The blonde frowned and said, 'It was a little weak, but even an easy seven would have been too much club. I've left a tricky little putt.' She then tapped in the five-footer for a birdie. Having the honors, she drove first on the second hole, knocked the heck out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 yards away smack in the middle of the fairway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued to amaze the guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par or less on every hole.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was three under par, and had a very nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for a par.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She turned to the three guys and said, 'I really want to thank you all for not acting like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me what club to use or how to play a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'd really like to break 70 on this course.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If any one of you can tell me how to make par on this hole I'll take him back to my apartment, pour some 35-year-old Single Malt Strath Mill Scotch in him, fix him a steak dinner and then show him a very good time the rest of the night.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The yuppie son jumped at the thought! He strolled across the green, carefully eyeing the line of the putt and finally said, 'Honey, aim about 6 inches to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will get over that little hump and break right into the cup.'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putter as a plumb. 'Don't listen to the kid, darlin', you want to hit it softly 10 inches to the right and let it run left down that little hogback, so it falls into the cup.'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The old gray-haired grandfather walked over to the blonde's ball, picked it up and handed it to her and said, 'That's a gimme, sweetheart.'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The blonde smiled and said, 'Your car or mine?'&lt;/p&gt;
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To the pessimist, the glass is&amp;nbsp;half-empty. To the engineer, the glass is twice as big as it needs to be.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Understanding Engineers Three :&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;A priest, a doctor, and an engineer were waiting one morning for a&amp;nbsp;particularly slow group of golfers. &amp;nbsp;The engineer fumed, "What's with those&amp;nbsp;guys? &amp;nbsp;We must have been waiting for fifteen minutes!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The doctor chimed in, "I don't know, but I've never seen such inept &amp;nbsp;golf!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The priest said, "Here comes the green-keeper. &amp;nbsp;Let's have a word with him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"He said,"Hello George, what's &amp;nbsp;wrong with that group ahead of us? They're&amp;nbsp;rather slow, aren't they?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The green-keeper replied, "Oh, yes. That's a group of blind firemen. &amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always&amp;nbsp;let them play for free anytime."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The group fell silent for a &amp;nbsp;moment. The priest said, "That's so sad. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;think I will &amp;nbsp;say a special prayer for them tonight."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The doctor said, "Good &amp;nbsp;idea. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist&amp;nbsp;colleague and see if &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;there's anything he can do for them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The engineer said, "Why can't they play at night?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Understanding &amp;nbsp;Engineers Four :&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;What is the difference between mechanical &amp;nbsp;engineers and civil engineers?&lt;br&gt;Mechanical engineers build weapons. &amp;nbsp;Civil engineers build &amp;nbsp;targets.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Understanding Engineers Five:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The graduate with a science degree asks, "Why does it work?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The graduate&amp;nbsp;with an engineering degree asks, "How does it work?" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The graduate with an&amp;nbsp;accounting degree asks, "How much will it &amp;nbsp;cost?" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The graduate with an arts&amp;nbsp;degree asks, "Do you want fries with that?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Understanding Engineers Six :&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;Three engineering students were gathered together discussing who must have&amp;nbsp;designed the human &amp;nbsp;body. One said, "It was a mechanical engineer. Just look&amp;nbsp;at all the joints."Another said, "No, &amp;nbsp;it was an electrical engineer. The&amp;nbsp;nervous system has many thousands of electrical connections." The last one&amp;nbsp;said, "No, actually it had to have been a civil engineer. &amp;nbsp;Who else would&amp;nbsp;run a toxic waste pipeline through a recreational &amp;nbsp;area?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Understanding &amp;nbsp;Engineers Seven:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;Normal people believe that if it ain't broke, don't fix it. Engineers&amp;nbsp;believe that if it ain't broke, it doesn't have enough features yet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Understanding Engineers Eight :&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;An engineer was crossing a road one day,when a frog called out to him and&amp;nbsp;said, "If you kiss me, I'll &amp;nbsp;turn &amp;nbsp;into a beautiful princess." &amp;nbsp;He bent&amp;nbsp;over, picked up the &amp;nbsp;frog and put it in his pocket. The frog then cried out,&amp;nbsp;"If you kiss me and turn me back into a princess, I'll stay with you for one&amp;nbsp;week and do ANYTHING you want." Again, the engineer took the frog out,&amp;nbsp;smiled at it and put it back into his pocket. Finally, the frog asked, "What&amp;nbsp;is the matter? &amp;nbsp;I've told you I'm a beautiful princess and that I'll stay&amp;nbsp;with you for one week and do anything you want. Why won't you kiss me?" The&amp;nbsp;engineer said, &amp;nbsp;"Look, I'm an engineer. &amp;nbsp;I don't have time for a girlfriend,&amp;nbsp;but a talking frog, now that's &amp;nbsp;cool."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;Friends don't let friends&lt;br&gt;Take home ugly men&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Women's restroom&lt;br&gt;Starboard, Dewey Beach, DE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; 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border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;Beauty is only a light switch away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Perkins Library, Duke University , Durham , NC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; 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border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;If life is a waste of time,&lt;br&gt;And time is a waste of life,&lt;br&gt;Then let's all get wasted together&lt;br&gt;And have the time of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Armand's Pizza, Washington , DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 20, 147); padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0in; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;Fighting for peace is like&lt;br&gt;Screwing for virginity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Bayou, Baton Rouge , LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(173, 216, 230); padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;No matter how good she looks,&lt;br&gt;Some other guy is sick and tired&lt;br&gt;Of putting up with her shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue; "&gt;Men's Room&lt;br&gt;Linda's Bar and Grill, Chapel Hill , NC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 248, 220); padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;At the feast of ego&lt;br&gt;Everyone leaves hungry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bentley's House of Coffee and Tea, Tucson , AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1246px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: initial; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1236px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(0, 255, 127); padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1229px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1219px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;=0 A&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;It's hard to make a comeback&lt;br&gt;When you haven't been anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Written in the dust on the back of a bus,&lt;br&gt;Wickenburg , AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(222, 184, 135); padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;Make love, not war.&lt;br&gt;Hell, do both&lt;br&gt;GET MARRIED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Women's restroom&lt;br&gt;The Filling Station, Bozeman , MT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-top-color: initial; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; border-bottom-width: 6pt; border-bottom-color: initial; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-right-color: initial; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-left-style: outset; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(70, 130, 180); padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;If voting could really change things,&lt;br&gt;It would be illegal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Revolution Books&lt;br&gt;New York , New York .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;If pro is opposite of con, then what is the opposite of progress?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;Congress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Men's restroom House of Representatives,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Washington , DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(34, 139, 34); padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-position: 0% 50%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;Express Lane:&lt;br&gt;Five beers or less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sign over one of the urinals&lt;br&gt;Ed Debevic's, Phoenix , AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1245px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1235px; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="0" width="100%" style="width: 1228px; border-top-style: outset; border-right-style: outset; border-bottom-style: outset; border-top-width: 4.5pt; border-right-width: 4.5pt; border-bottom-width: 4.5pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: outset; border-left-width: 1pt; border-left-color: initial; background-attachment: scroll; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" valign="top" style="width: 1218px; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; padding-top: 0.75pt; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0.75pt; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: white; "&gt;You're too good for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sign over mirror in Women's restroom&lt;br&gt;Ed Debevic's, Beverly Hill s ,CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; 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&lt;div style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "Scattered f***ing showers, my ass!" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah, 4314 BC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "How the f*** did you work that out?" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f6228; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pythagoras, 126 BC&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;8th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "You want WHAT on the f***ing ceiling?" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffc000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelangelo, 1566&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;7th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "Where did all those f***ing Indians come from?" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #948a54; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Custer, 1877&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;6th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "It does so f***ing look like her!" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picasso, 1926&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "Where the f*** are we?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b2a1c7; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amelia Earhart, 1937&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "Any f***ing idiot could understand that." - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Einstein, 1938&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "What the f*** was that?" - &lt;strong&gt;Mayor Of Hiroshima , 1945&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - "I need this parade like I need a f***ing hole in the head!" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e36c0a; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JFK,   1963 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: verdana;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;drum roll please ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; most appropriate time for using the "F" word ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Aw c'mon. Who the f*** is gonna find out?" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiger Woods, 2009&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;An old Sicilian is dying and on his death bed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He calls his grandson to his bedside... "Guido, I wan' you lissina me.  I wan' you to take-a my chrome plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"But grandpa, I really don't like guns.  How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"You lissina me, boy.  Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos.  Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed with another man... Whatta you gonna do then?  Pointa to you watch and say, &lt;strong&gt;'Time's Up'!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;
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Workers checked - all are working'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; ——————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARN851: 'Halifax Terminal, Nova 851 with you out of 13,000 for 10,000, requesting runway 15.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Halifax Terminal (female):  'Nova 851 Halifax, the last time I gave a pilot what he wanted I was on penicillin for three weeks.  Expect runway 06.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ACA1147: 'Moncton, Air Canad a 1147, can you get the winds from 167 above us?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CZQM: 'As soon as I get a chance, I will.' (some time passes with continuous radio chatter) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ACA1147: 'Moncton, 1147, what are his winds up there?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CZQM: 'Standby for that, please' (more radio chatter) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ACA1147: 'Moncton, can you ask company 167 for his winds?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CZQM: 'Ok, 1147 and 167, I have a little too much to do for that sort of thing right now. I'll leave it up to you guys to go over to company frequency and pass winds.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lost student pilot: 'Unknown airport with Cessna 150 circling overhead, identify yourself.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NY Ctr: 'Federal Express 235, descend, maintain three one zero, expect lower in ten miles.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FedEx 235: 'Okay, outta three five for three one oh, FedEx two thirty-five.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NY Ctr: 'Delta fahv twuntee, climb one ninah zeruh, dat'll be finah...' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Delta 520: 'Uhh... up to one niner zero, Delta five twenty.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NY Ctr: 'Al-italia wonna sixxa, you slowa to two-a-fifty, please.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alitalia 16: 'HEY! You makea funna Alitalia?!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NY Ctr: 'Oh, no! I make-a! funna Delta anna FedEx!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: Have you got enough fuel or not? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: Yes. Tower: Yes what?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: Yes, SIR &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contol:  'AF1733, You are on an eight mile final for 27R. You have a UH-1 three miles ahead of you on final; reduce speed to 130 knots.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot:   'Rogo', Frankfurt. We're bringing this big bird back to one-hundred and thirty knots fer ya.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Control: (a few moments later): 'AF33, helicopter traffic at 90 knots now11/2 miles ahead of you; reduce speed further to 110 knots.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot:   'AF thirty-three reining this here bird back further to 110 knots' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Control:  'AF33, you are three miles to touchdown, heli copter traffic now 1 mile ahead of you; reduce speed to 90 knots' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot (a little miffed): 'Sir, do you know what the stall speed of this here C-130 is?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Control:   'No, but if you ask your co-pilot, he can probably tell you.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ATC: 'Cessna G-ARER What are your intentions? ' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cessna: 'To get my Commercial Pilots Licence and Instrument Rating.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ATC: 'I meant in the next five minutes not years.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: AF123, say call sign of your wingman. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: Uh... approach, we're a single ship. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: oh, oh shit! You have traffic! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O'Hare Approach: USA212, cleared ILS runway 32L approach, maintain 250 knots. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;USA212: Roger approach, how long do you need me to maintain that speed? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O'Hare Approach: All the way to the gate if you can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;USA212: Ah, OK, but you better warn ground control. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ATC:  Pan Am 1, descend to 3,000 ft on QNH 1019. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pan AM 1:  Could you give that to me in inches? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ATC:  Pan Am 1, descend to 36,000 inches on QNH 1019 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;———————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cessna 152: 'Flight Level Three Thousand, Seven Hundred' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'Roger, contact Houston Space Center' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beech Baron: Uh, ATC, verify you want me to taxi in front of the 747. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ATC: Yeah, it's OK. He's not hungry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;———————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Student Pilot: 'I'm lost; I'm over a big lake and heading toward the big E.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'Make several 90 degree turns so I can identify you on radar.' (short pause)... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'Okay then. That big lake is the Atlantic Ocean. Suggest you turn to the big W immediately .' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Approach, Acme Flt 202, with you at 12,000' and 40 DME.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach: 'Acme 202, cross 30 DME at and maintain 8000'.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Approach, 202's unable that descent rate.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach: 'What's the matter 202?  Don't you have speed brakes?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Yup. But they're for my mistakes. Not yours.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: '...and for your information, you were slightly to the left of the centerline on that approach.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speedbird: 'That's correct; and, my First Officer was slightly to the right' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A deer is on the runway... so... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: Cessna XXX cleared for take-off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Student: 'What should I do? What should I do?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inst: 'What do you think you should do?'   (think-think-think) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Std: 'Maybe if I taxi toward him it'll scare him away.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inst: 'That's a good idea.'  (Taxi toward deer, but deer is macho, and holds position.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: Cessna XXX cleared for take-off, runway NN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Std: 'What should I do? What should I do?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inst: 'What do you think you should do?'  (think-think-think) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Std: 'Maybe I should tell the tower.' Inst: 'That's a good idea.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Std: Cessna XXX, uh, there's a deer down here on the runway (long pause) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: Roger XXX, hold your position. Deer on runawy NN cleared for immediate departure. (Two seconds, and then -- I presume by coincidence -- the deer bolts from the runway, and runs back into the woods.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: Cessna XXX cleared for departure, runway NN. Caution wake turbulence, departing deer. It had to be tough keeping that Cessna rolling straight for take-off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'USA353 (sic) contact Cleveland Center 135.60. (pause) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'USA353 contact Cleveland Center 135.60!' (pause) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'USA353 you're just like my wife you never listen!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Center, this is USA553, maybe if you called her by the right name you'd get a better response!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Approach, Federated 303 with you at 8000' for vectors ILS, full stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach: 'Unable Federated 303. The ILS is out of service.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'We'll take the VOR then.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach: 'Sir, the VOR's in alarm right now. Standby.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'OK, guess it'll have to be the ADF then.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach: '303, unable the ADF right now for traffic saturation.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'OK, approach. State my intentions.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BB: 'Barnburner 123, Request 8300 feet.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bay Approach: 'Barnburner 123, say reason for requested altitude.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BB: 'Because the last 2 times I've been at 8500, I've nearly been run over by some bozo at 8500 feet going the wrong way!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bay: 'That's a good reason. 8300 approved.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: Oakland Ground, Cessna 1234 at Sierra Academy. Taxi,  Destination Stockton &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ground: Cessna 1 234, Taxi Approved, report leaving the airport &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—————————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'FAR1234 confirm your type of aircraft. Are you an Airbus 330 or 340?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'A340 of course!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'Then would you mind switching on the two other engines and give me 1000 feet per minute, please?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower (in Stuttgart): 'Lufthansa 5680, reduce to 170 knots.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'This is here like Frankfurt. There is also only 210 and 170 knots...But we are flexible.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'We too. Reduce to 173 knots.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'Delta Zulu Romeo, turn right now and report your heading.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Wilco. 341, 342, 343, 344, 345...' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;———————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot Trainee: 'Tower, please speak slowly, I am a baby in English and lonely in the cockpit' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;———————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Munchen Tower: 'LH 8610 cleared for take-off.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot (LH 8610): 'But we are not even landed.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: Yes, who is then standing at 26 south ? ' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot (LH 8801): 'LH 8801.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'OK, then you are cleared for take-off.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;———————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'Aircraft on final, go around, there's an aircraft on the runway!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot Trainee: 'Roger' (pilot continues approach) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'Aircraft, I said GO AROUND!!!'! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot Trainee: 'Roger' The trainee doesn't react, lands the aircraft on the numbers, rolls to a twin standing in the middle of the runway, goes around the twin and continues to the taxiway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;———————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'Mission 123, do you have problems?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'I think, I have lost my compass.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'Judging the way you are flying, you lost the whole instrument panel!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'CRX600, are you on course to SUL?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'More or less.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controller: 'So proceed a little bit more to SUL.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—————————————— &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Good morning, Frankfurt ground, KLM 242 request start up and  push back, please.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'KLM 242 expect start up in two hours.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'Please confirm: two hours delay?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tower: 'Affirmative.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilot: 'In that case, cancel the good morning!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Every Sunday morning he would take his 7-year old granddaughter out for a drive in the car for some bonding time... just he and his granddaughter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One particular Sunday however, he had a bad cold and really didn't feel like being up at all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But luckily, his wife came to the rescue and said that she would take their granddaughter out for the Sunday drive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When they returned, the little girl anxiously ran upstairs to see her grandfather.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Well, did you enjoy your ride with grandma?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Oh yes, PaPa" the girl replied, "and do you know what? We didn't see a single dumb bastard or lousy shithead anywhere we went today!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kinda brings a tear to your eye doesn't it?&lt;/p&gt;
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End of debate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I do need&amp;nbsp;some advice from you, however, regarding some other elements of God's&amp;nbsp;Laws and how to follow them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1. Leviticus&amp;nbsp;25:44 states that I may possess &lt;b&gt;slaves&lt;/b&gt;, both male and female, provided&amp;nbsp;they are purchased from neighboring nations. &amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;friend of mine&amp;nbsp;claims that this applies to &lt;b&gt;Mexicans&lt;/b&gt;, but not &lt;b&gt;Canadians&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Can you&amp;nbsp;clarify? &amp;nbsp;Why can't I own Canadians?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. I would like to sell my daughter into &lt;b&gt;slavery&lt;/b&gt;, as sanctioned in&amp;nbsp;Exodus 21:7. &amp;nbsp;In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair&amp;nbsp;price for her?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in&amp;nbsp;her period of &lt;b&gt;menstrual&lt;/b&gt; uncleanliness - Lev.15: 19-24. &amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;problem&amp;nbsp;is how do I tell? &amp;nbsp;I have tried asking, but most women take offense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. When I burn a bull on the altar as a &lt;b&gt;sacrifice&lt;/b&gt;, I know it&amp;nbsp;creates a pleasing odor for the Lord - Lev.1:9. &amp;nbsp;The problem is my&amp;nbsp;neighbors.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They claim the odor is not pleasing to them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Should I smite them?&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the &lt;b&gt;Sabbath&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. &amp;nbsp;Am I morally&amp;nbsp;obligated to kill him myself, or should I ask the police to do it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating &lt;b&gt;shellfish&lt;/b&gt; is an&amp;nbsp;abomination, Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than&amp;nbsp;homosexuality.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I don't agree. &amp;nbsp;Can you settle this? &amp;nbsp;Are&amp;nbsp;there 'degrees' of abomination?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I&amp;nbsp;have a defect in my &lt;b&gt;sight&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I have to admit that I wear reading&amp;nbsp;glasses.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some&amp;nbsp;wiggle-room here?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the&amp;nbsp;hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by&amp;nbsp;Lev. 19:27. &amp;nbsp;How should they die?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead &lt;b&gt;pig&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. My uncle has a farm. &amp;nbsp;He violates Lev.19:19 by planting&amp;nbsp;two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing&amp;nbsp;garments&amp;nbsp;made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester&amp;nbsp;blend). &amp;nbsp;He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. &amp;nbsp;Is it&amp;nbsp;really necessary that&amp;nbsp;we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town&amp;nbsp;together to stone them? Lev.24:10-16. &amp;nbsp;Couldn't we just &lt;b&gt;burn&lt;/b&gt; them to&amp;nbsp;death at a&amp;nbsp;private family affair, like we do with people who sleep with&amp;nbsp;their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know you have studied these things extensively and thus enjoy&amp;nbsp;considerable expertise in such matters, so I'm confident you can help.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and&amp;nbsp;unchanging.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Author Unknown&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Received from Roger E., a Jewish friend of mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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This time it worked.&lt;p&gt;And now, the honorable mentions:&lt;p&gt;2. The chef at a hotel in Switzerland lost a finger in a meat cutting machine and after a little shopping around, submitted a claim to his insurance company. The company expecting negligence sent out one of its men to have a look for himself. He tried the machine and he also lost a finger. The chef&amp;#39;s claim was approved.&lt;p&gt;3. A man who shoveled snow for an hour to clear a space for his car during a blizzard in Chicago returned with his vehicle to find a woman had taken the space. Understandably, he shot her.&lt;p&gt;4. After stopping for drinks at an illegal bar, a Zimbabwean bus driver found that the 20 mental patients he was supposed to be transporting from Harare to Bulawayo had escaped... Not wanting to admit his incompetence, the driver went to a nearby bus stop and offered everyone waiting there a free ride. He then delivered the passengers to the mental hospital, telling the staff that the patients were very excitable and prone to bizarre fantasies.. The deception wasn&amp;#39;t discovered for 3 days.&lt;p&gt;5.. A teenager was in the hospital recovering from serious head wounds received from an oncoming train. When asked how he received the injuries, the lad told police that he was simply trying to see how close he could get his head to a moving train before he was hit.&lt;p&gt;6. A man walked into a Louisiana Circle-K, put a $20 bill on the counter, and asked for change. When the clerk opened the cash drawer, the man pulled a gun and asked for all the cash in the register, which the clerk promptly provided. The man took the cash from the clerk and fled, leaving the $20 bill on the counter. The total amount of cash he got from the drawer... $15. [If someone points a gun at you and gives you money, is a crime committed?]&lt;p&gt;7. Seems an Arkansas guy wanted some beer pretty badly.. He decided that he&amp;#39;d just throw a cinder block through a liquor store window, grab some booze, and run. So he lifted the cinder block and heaved it over his head at the window. The cinder block bounced back and hit the would-be thief on the head, knocking him unconscious. The liquor store window was made of Plexiglas. The whole event was caught on videotape.&lt;p&gt;8. As a female shopper exited a South Carolina convenience store, a man grabbed her purse and ran. The clerk called 911 immediately, and the woman was able to give them a detailed description of the snatcher. Within minutes, the police apprehended the snatcher. They put him in the car and drove back to the store. The thief was then taken out of the car and told to stand there for a positive ID. To which he replied, &amp;quot;Yes, officer, that&amp;#39;s her. That&amp;#39;s the lady I stole the purse from.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;9.. 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My first speech since I was the president of the United States and I couldn&amp;#39;t think of a better place to give it than Calgary, Canada.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, as reported by the Associated Press, Calgary, Canada, March 17, 2009&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m going to put people in my place, so when the history of this administration is written at least there&amp;#39;s an authoritarian voice saying exactly what happened.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on what he hopes to accomplish with his memoir, as reported by the Associated Press, Calgary, Canada, March 17, 2009&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;One of the very difficult parts of the decision I made on the financial crisis was to use hardworking people&amp;#39;s money to help prevent there to be a crisis.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Jan. 12, 2009&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m telling you there&amp;#39;s an enemy that would like to attack America, Americans, again. There just is. That&amp;#39;s the reality of the world. And I wish him all the very best.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Jan. 12, 2009&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;In terms of the economy, look, I inherited a recession, I am ending on a recession.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Jan. 12, 2009&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I guess it&amp;#39;s OK to call the secretary of education here &amp;#39;buddy.&amp;#39; That means friend.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Philadelphia, Jan. 8, 2009&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So I analyzed that and decided I didn&amp;#39;t want to be the president during a depression greater than the Great Depression, or the beginning of a depression greater than the Great Depression.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington D.C., Dec. 18, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;People say, well, do you ever hear any other voices other than, like, a few people? Of course I do.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Dec. 18, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve abandoned free market principles to save the free market system.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Dec. 16, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You know, I&amp;#39;m the President during this period of time, but I think when the history of this period is written, people will realize a lot of the decisions that were made on Wall Street took place over a decade or so, before I arrived in President, during I arrived in President.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, ABC News interview, Dec. 1, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve been in the Bible every day since I&amp;#39;ve been the president.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Nov. 12, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;He was a great father before politics, a great father during politics and a great father after politics.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on his father, George H.W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Nov. 12, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yesterday, you made note of my -- the lack of my talent when it came to dancing. But nevertheless, I want you to know I danced with joy. And no question Liberia has gone through very difficult times.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, speaking with the president of Liberia, Washington, D.C., Oct. 22, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I want to share with you an interesting program -- for two reasons, one, it&amp;#39;s interesting, and two, my wife thought of it -- or has actually been involved with it; she didn&amp;#39;t think of it. But she thought of it for this speech.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, discussing a company that improves access to clean water in Africa, Washington D.C., Oct. 21, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This thaw -- took a while to thaw, it&amp;#39;s going to take a while to unthaw.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on liquidity in the markets, Alexandria, La., Oct. 20, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t grow up in the ocean -- as a matter of fact -- near the ocean -- I grew up in the desert. Therefore, it was a pleasant contrast to see the ocean. And I particularly like it when I&amp;#39;m fishing.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Sept. 26, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Anyone engaging in illegal financial transactions will be caught and persecuted.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Sept. 19, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;We&amp;#39;re fixing to go down to Galveston and obviously are going to see a devastated part of this fantastic state.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Houston, Sept. 16, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The people in Louisiana must know that all across our country there&amp;#39;s a lot of prayer -- prayer for those whose lives have been turned upside down. And I&amp;#39;m one of them.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Baton Rouge, La., Sept. 3, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;First of all, I don&amp;#39;t see America having problems.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, interview with Bob Costas at the 2008 Olympics, Beijing, China, Aug. 10, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m coming as the president of a friend, and I&amp;#39;m coming as a sportsman.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on his trip to the Olympics in China, Washington, D.C., July 30, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s no question about it. Wall Street got drunk -- that&amp;#39;s one of the reasons I asked you to turn off the TV cameras -- it got drunk and now it&amp;#39;s got a hangover. The question is how long will it sober up and not try to do all these fancy financial instruments.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, speaking at a private fundraiser, Houston, Texas, July 18, 2008 (Watch video clip)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I think it was in the Rose Garden where I issued this brilliant statement: If I had a magic wand -- but the president doesn&amp;#39;t have a magic wand. You just can&amp;#39;t say, &amp;#39;low gas.&amp;#39;&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington D.C., July 15, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;And they have no disregard for human life.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on the brutality of Afghan fighters, Washington, D.C., July 15, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The economy is growing, productivity is high, trade is up, people are working. It&amp;#39;s not as good as we&amp;#39;d like, but -- and to the extent that we find weakness, we&amp;#39;ll move.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., July 15, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Goodbye from the world&amp;#39;s biggest polluter.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, in parting words to British Prime Minister Gordon Brown and French President Nicolas Sarkozy at his final G-8 Summit, punching the air and grinning widely as the two leaders looked on in shock, Rusutsu, Japan, July 10, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Amigo! Amigo!&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, calling out to Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi in Spanish at the G-8 Summit, Rusutsu, Japan, July 10, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Throughout our history, the words of the Declaration have inspired immigrants from around the world to set sail to our shores. These immigrants have helped transform 13 small colonies into a great and growing nation of more than 300 people.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Charlottesville, Va., July 4, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Should the Iranian regime-do they have the sovereign right to have civilian nuclear power? So, like, if I were you, that&amp;#39;s what I&amp;#39;d ask me. And the answer is, yes, they do.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, talking to reporters in Washington, D.C., July 2, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;But oftentimes I&amp;#39;m asked: Why? Why do you care what happens outside of America?&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., June 26,2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I remember meeting a mother of a child who was abducted by the North Koreans right here in the Oval Office.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., June 26, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I want to tell you how proud I am to be the President of a nation that -- in which there&amp;#39;s a lot of Philippine-Americans. They love America and they love their heritage. And I reminded the President that I am reminded of the great talent of the -- of our Philippine-Americans when I eat dinner at the White House.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, referring to White House chef Cristeta Comerford while meeting with Filipino President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo, Washington, D.C., June 24, 2008 (Watch video clip)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;And I, unfortunately, have been to too many disasters as president.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, discussing flooding in the Midwest, Washington, D.C., June 17, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;There is some who say that perhaps freedom is not universal. Maybe it&amp;#39;s only Western people that can self-govern. Maybe it&amp;#39;s only, you know, white-guy Methodists who are capable of self-government. I reject that notion.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, London, June 16, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Your eminence, you&amp;#39;re looking good.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush to Pope Benedict XVI, using the title for Catholic cardinals, rather than addressing him as &amp;quot;your holiness,&amp;quot; Rome, June 13, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The German asparagus are fabulous.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Meseberg, Germany, June 11, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;We&amp;#39;ve got a lot of relations with countries in our neighborhood.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Kranj, Slovenia, June 10, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;One of the things important about history is to remember the true history.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., June 6, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s no question this is a major human disaster that requires a strong response from the Chinese government, which is what they&amp;#39;re providing, but it also responds a compassionate response from nations to whom -- that have got the blessings, good blessings of life, and that&amp;#39;s us.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on relief efforts after a Chinese earthquake, Washington, D.C., June 6, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s make sure that there is certainty during uncertain times in our economy.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., June 2, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;We got plenty of money in Washington. What we need is more priority.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., June 2, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;And so the fact that they purchased the machine meant somebody had to make the machine. And when somebody makes a machine, it means there&amp;#39;s jobs at the machine-making place.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Mesa, Arizona, May 27, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t want some mom whose son may have recently died to see the commander in chief playing golf. I feel I owe it to the families to be in solidarity as best as I can with them. And I think playing golf during a war just sends the wrong signal.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., May 13, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll be long gone before some smart person ever figures out what happened inside this Oval Office.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., May 12, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;How can you possibly have an international agreement that&amp;#39;s effective unless countries like China and India are not full participants?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Camp David, April 19, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Oftentimes people ask me, &amp;#39;Why is it that you&amp;#39;re so focused on helping the hungry and diseased in strange parts of the world?&amp;#39;&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., April 18, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;We want people owning their home -- we want people owning a businesses.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., April 18, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So long as I&amp;#39;m the president, my measure of success is victory -- and success.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on Iraq, Washington, D.C., April 17, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you, your Holiness. Awesome speech.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, to Pope Benedict, Washington, D.C., April 15, 2008 (Watch video clip)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;A lot of times in politics you have people look you in the eye and tell you what&amp;#39;s not on their mind.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Sochi, Russia, April 6, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Afghanistan is the most daring and ambition mission in the history of NATO.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Bucharest, Romania, April 2, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Soldiers, sailors, Marines, airmen, and Coastmen -- Coast Guardmen, thanks for coming, thanks for wearing the uniform.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, at the Pentagon, March 19, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I thank the diplomatic corps, who is here as well.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., March 12, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Removing Saddam Hussein was the right decision early in my presidency, it is the right decision now, and it will be the right decision ever.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., March 12, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Let me start off by saying that in 2000 I said, &amp;#39;Vote for me. I&amp;#39;m an agent of change.&amp;#39; In 2004, I said, &amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m not interested in change --I want to continue as president.&amp;#39; Every candidate has got to say &amp;#39;change.&amp;#39; That&amp;#39;s what the American people expect.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., March 5, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;And so, General, I want to thank you for your service. And I appreciate the fact that you really snatched defeat out of the jaws of those who are trying to defeat us in Iraq.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, to Army Gen. Ray Odierno, Washington, D.C., March 3, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Wait a minute. What did you just say? You&amp;#39;re predicting $4-a-gallon gas? ... That&amp;#39;s interesting. I hadn&amp;#39;t heard that.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Feb. 28, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m oftentimes asked, What difference does it make to America if people are dying of malaria in a place like Ghana? It means a lot. It means a lot morally, it means a lot from a -- it&amp;#39;s in our national interest.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, Accra, Ghana, Feb. 20, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;There is no doubt in my mind when history was written, the final page will say: Victory was achieved by the United States of America for the good of the world.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, addressing U.S. troops at Camp Arifjan in Kuwait, Jan. 12, 2008&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I can press when there needs to be pressed; I can hold hands when there needs to be -- hold hands.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;-- George W. Bush, on how he can contribute to the Middle East peace process, Washington, D.C., Jan. 4, 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;br&gt;Control Tower replies: 'And where is the world's most experienced airline going today without filing a flight plan?' 
&lt;br&gt;---------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;ATC: ' Al italia 345 continue taxi to 26L South via Tango - check for workers along taxiway.' 
&lt;br&gt;Alitalia 345:  'Roger, Taxi 26 Left a via Tango. Workers checked - all are working' 
&lt;br&gt;---------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Nova 851: 'Halifax Terminal, Nova 851 with you out of 13,000 for 10,000, requesting runway 15.'
 Halifax Terminal (female):  'Nova 851 Halifax, the last time I gave a pilot what he wanted I was on penicillin for three weeks.  Expect runway 06.'  
&lt;br&gt;---------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Lost student pilot: 'Unknown airport with Cessna 150 circling overhead, identify yourself.' 
&lt;br&gt;---------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;NY Ctr: 'Federal Express 235, descend, maintain three one zero, expect lower in ten miles.' 
&lt;br&gt;FedEx 235: 'Okay, outta three five for three one oh, FedEx two thirty-five.' 
&lt;br&gt;NY Ctr: 'Delta fahv twuntee, climb one ninah zeruh, dat'll be finah...' 
&lt;br&gt;Delta 520: 'Uhh... up to one niner zero, Delta five twenty.' 
&lt;br&gt;NY Ctr: ' Al -italia wonna sixxa, you slowa to two-a-fifty, please.' 
&lt;br&gt;Alitalia 16: 'HEY! You makea funna Al italia?!' 
&lt;br&gt;NY Ctr: 'Oh, no! I make-a! funna Delta anna FedEx!' 
&lt;br&gt;------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Tower: Have you got enough fuel or not? 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: Yes. 
&lt;br&gt;Tower: Yes what?? 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: Yes, SIR 
&lt;br&gt;-------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Frankfurt Contol: 'AF1733, You are on an eight mile final for 27R. You have a UH-1 three miles ahead of you on final; reduce speed to 130 knots.' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Rogo', Frankfurt . We're bringing this big bird back to one-hundred and thirty knots fer ya.' 
&lt;br&gt;Control: (a few moments later): 'AF33, helicopter traffic at 90 knots now 11/2 miles ahead of you; reduce speed further to 110 knots.' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'AF thirty-three reining this here bird back further to 110 knots' 
&lt;br&gt;Control: 'AF33, you are three miles to touchdown, helicopter traffic now 1 mile ahead of you; reduce speed to 90 knots' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot (a little miffed): 'Sir, do you know what the stall speed of this here C-130 is?' 
&lt;br&gt;Control: 'No, but if you ask your co-pilot, he can probably tell you.' 
&lt;br&gt;------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;ATC: 'Cessna 123, What are your intentions? ' 
&lt;br&gt;Cessna: 'To get my Commercial Pilots License and Instrument Rating.' 
&lt;br&gt;ATC: 'I meant in the next five minutes not years.' 
&lt;br&gt;------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: AF123, say call sign of your wingman. 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: Uh... approach, we're a single ship. 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: oh, oh shit! You have traffic! 
&lt;br&gt;-------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;O'Hare Approach: USA212, cleared ILS runway 32L approach, maintain 250 knots. 
&lt;br&gt;USA212: Roger approach, how long do you need me to maintain that speed? 
&lt;br&gt;O'Hare Approach: Al l the way to the gate if you can. 
&lt;br&gt;USA212: Ah, OK, but you better warn ground control. 
&lt;br&gt;--------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;ATC:  Pan Am 1, descend to 3,000 ft on QNH, altimeter 1019. 
&lt;br&gt;Pan AM 1:  Could you give that to me in inches? 
&lt;br&gt;ATC:  Pan Am 1, descend to 36,000 inches on QNH, altimeter1019 
&lt;br&gt;----------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Cessna 152: 'Flight Level Three Thousand, Seven Hundred' 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'Roger, contact Houston Space Center ' 
&lt;br&gt;------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Beech Baron: Uh, ATC, verify you want me to taxi in front of the 747. 
&lt;br&gt;ATC: Yeah, it's OK. He's not hungry. 
&lt;br&gt;------------------------ 
&lt;br&gt;Student Pilot: 'I'm lost; I'm over a big lake and heading toward the big  "E". 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'Make several 90 degree turns so I can identify you on radar.' 
&lt;br&gt;(short pause)... Controller: 'Okay then. That big lake is the Atlantic Ocean . Suggest you turn to the big "W"  immediately .' 
&lt;br&gt;------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Approach, Acme Flt 202, with you at 12,000' and 40 DME.' 
&lt;br&gt;Appro ach: 'Acme 202, cross 30 DME at and maintain 8000'.' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Approach, 202's unable that descent rate.' 
&lt;br&gt;Approach: 'What's the matter 202?  Don't you have speed brakes?' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Yup. But they're for my mistakes. Not yours.' 
&lt;br&gt;---------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Tower: 'American...and for your information, you were slightly to the left of the centerline on that approach.' 
&lt;br&gt;American: 'That's correct; and, my First Officer was slightly to the right' 
&lt;br&gt;---------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'USA353 contact Cleveland Center 135.60. (pause) 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'USA353 contact Cleveland Center 135.60!' (pause) 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'USA353 you're just like my wife you never listen!' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Center, this is USA553, maybe if you called her by the right name you'd get a better response!' 
&lt;br&gt;---------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;BB: 'Barnburner 123, Request 8300 feet.' 
&lt;br&gt;Bay Approach: 'Barnburner 123, say reason for requested altitude.' 
&lt;br&gt;BB: 'Because the last 2 times I've been at 8500, I've nearly been run over by some bozo at 8500 feet going the wrong way!' 
&lt;br&gt;Bay Approach: 'That's a good reason. 8300 approved.' 
&lt;br&gt;----------------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'FAR1234 confirm your type of aircraft. Are you an Airbus 330 or 340?' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'A340 of course!' 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'Then would you mind switching on the two other engines and give me 1000 feet per minute, please?' 
&lt;br&gt;-------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Tower: 'Cessna 123, turn right now and report your heading.' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Wilco. 341, 342, 343, 344, 345...' 
&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Foreign Pilot Trainee: 'Tower, please speak slowly, I am a baby in English and lonely in the cockpit' 
&lt;br&gt;---- ------------------ 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'CRX600, are you on course to SUL?' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'More or less.' 
&lt;br&gt;Controller: 'So proceed a little bit more to SUL.' 
&lt;br&gt;--------------------------- 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Good morning, Frankfurt ground, KLM 242 request start up and  push back, please.' 
&lt;br&gt;Tower: 'KLM 242 expect start up in two hours.' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'Please confirm: two hours delay?' 
&lt;br&gt;Tower: 'Affirmative.' 
&lt;br&gt;Pilot: 'In that case, cancel the good morning!' 
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These excerpts are published annually, to the amusement of our teachers. Here are last year&amp;#39;s winners:&lt;p&gt;1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.&lt;p&gt;2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.&lt;p&gt;3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;p&gt;4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.&lt;p&gt;5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.&lt;p&gt;6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.&lt;p&gt;7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.&lt;p&gt;8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife&amp;#39;s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.&lt;p&gt;9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn&amp;#39;t.&lt;p&gt;10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.&lt;p&gt;11.  From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you&amp;#39;re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 PM instead of 7:30.&lt;p&gt;12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;p&gt;13. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 PM traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 PM at a speed of 35 mph.&lt;p&gt;14. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan&amp;#39;s teeth.&lt;p&gt;15. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.&lt;p&gt;16. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.&lt;p&gt;17. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.&lt;p&gt;18. Shots rang out as shots are wont to do.&lt;p&gt;19. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.&lt;p&gt;20. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.&lt;p&gt;21. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.&lt;p&gt;22. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.&lt;p&gt;23. 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-- Lillian Carter (mother of Jimmy Carter) 

I had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalog: "No good in a bed, but fine against a wall." 
-- Eleanor Roosevelt 

Last week, I stated this woman was the ugliest woman I had ever seen. I have since been visited by her sister, and now wish to withdraw that statement. 
-- Mark Twain 

The secret of a good sermon is to have a good beginning and a good ending; and to have the two as close together as possible. 
-- George Burns 

Santa Claus has the right idea. Visit people only once a year. 
-- Victor Borge 

Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint. 
-- Mark Twain 

By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher. 
-- Socrates 

I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury. 
-- Groucho Marx 

My wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she stops to breathe. 
-- Jimmy Durante 

I have never hated a man enough to give his diamonds back. 
-- Zsa Zsa Gabor 

Only Irish coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat. 
-- Alex Levine 

My luck is so bad that if I bought a cemetery, people would stop dying. 
-- Rodney Dangerfield 

Money can't buy you happiness . but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery. 
-- Spike Milligan 

I am opposed to millionaires... but it would be dangerous to offer me the position. 
-- Mark Twain 

Until I was thirteen, I thought my name was SHUT UP. 
-- Joe Namath 

I don't feel old. I don't feel anything until noon. Then it's time for my nap. 
-- Bob Hope 

I never drink water because of the disgusting things that fish do in it 
-- W.C. Fields 

We could certainly slow the aging process down if it had to work its way through Congress. 
-- Will Rogers 

Don't worry about avoiding temptation . as you grow older, it will avoid you. 
-- Winston Churchill 

Maybe it's true that life begins at fifty ... but everything else starts to wear out, fall out, or spread out. 
-- Phyllis Diller 

By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he's too old to go anywhere. 
-- Billy Crystal 

The cardiologist's diet: If it tastes good, spit it out. 


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She tells the&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;mechanic it&amp;nbsp;died. &amp;nbsp;After he works on it for a few minutes, it is idling&amp;nbsp;smoothly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She says,&amp;nbsp;'What's the story?'&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He replies,&amp;nbsp;'Just crap in the carburetor'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She asks, 'How&amp;nbsp;often do I have to do that?'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPEEDING TICKET&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A police&amp;nbsp;officer stops a blonde for speeding and asks her very nicely if he could see her&amp;nbsp;license.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She replied in&amp;nbsp;a huff, 'I wish you guys would get your act together.&amp;nbsp;Just yesterday&amp;nbsp;you take away my license and then today you expect me to show it to&amp;nbsp;you!'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIVER &amp;nbsp;WALK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's this&amp;nbsp;blonde out for a walk. She comes to a river and sees another blonde on the&amp;nbsp;opposite bank 'Yoo-hoo!' she shouts, 'How&amp;nbsp;can I get to the other&amp;nbsp;side?'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The second&amp;nbsp;blonde looks up the river then down the river and shouts back, 'You ARE on the&amp;nbsp;other side.'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;AT THE&amp;nbsp;DOCTOR'S OFFICE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A gorgeous&amp;nbsp;young redhead goes into the doctor's office and said that her body hurt wherever&amp;nbsp;she touched it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Impossible!' says the doctor. 'Show&amp;nbsp;me.'&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The redhead&amp;nbsp;took her finger, pushed on her left shoulder and screamed, then she pushed her&amp;nbsp;elbow and screamed even more. She&amp;nbsp;pushed her knee and screamed; likewise she&amp;nbsp;pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her&amp;nbsp;scream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The doctor&amp;nbsp;said, 'You're not really a redhead, are you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Well, no' she&amp;nbsp;said, 'I'm actually a blonde.'&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'I thought so,'&amp;nbsp;the doctor said, 'Your finger is broken.'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;KNITTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A highway&amp;nbsp;patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car,&amp;nbsp;he was astounded to see that the blonde&amp;nbsp;behind the wheel was&amp;nbsp;knitting!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Realizing that&amp;nbsp;she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his&amp;nbsp;window, turned on his bullhorn and&amp;nbsp;yelled, 'PULL&amp;nbsp;OVER!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'NO!' the&amp;nbsp;blonde yelled back, 'IT'S A SCARF!'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLONDE &amp;nbsp;ON THE SUN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A Russian, an&amp;nbsp;American, and a Blonde were talking one day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Russian&amp;nbsp;said, 'We were the first in space!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The American&amp;nbsp;said, 'We were the first on the moon!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Blonde&amp;nbsp;said, 'So what? We're going to be the first on the sun!' &amp;nbsp;The Russian and&amp;nbsp;the American looked at each other and shook&amp;nbsp;their heads.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'You can't land&amp;nbsp;on the sun, you idiot! You'll burn up!' said the&amp;nbsp;Russian.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To which the&amp;nbsp;Blonde replied, 'We're not stupid, you know. We're going at&amp;nbsp;night!'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN&amp;nbsp;A &amp;nbsp;VACUUM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A blonde was&amp;nbsp;playing Trivial Pursuit one night.. It was her turn. She rolled the&amp;nbsp;dice and she landed on Science &amp;amp; Nature. Her&amp;nbsp;question was, 'If you are in a&amp;nbsp;vacuum and someone calls your name, can you hear it?' She thought for a time and&amp;nbsp;then asked, 'Is it&amp;nbsp;on or off?'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FINALLY, THE BLONDE JOKE TO END ALL BLONDE&amp;nbsp;JOKES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOG NAMES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A girl was&amp;nbsp;visiting her blonde friend, who had acquired two new dogs, and asked her what&amp;nbsp;their names were. The blonde&amp;nbsp;responded by saying that one was named Rolex and&amp;nbsp;one was named Timex. Her friend said, 'Whoever heard of someone naming&amp;nbsp;dogs like&amp;nbsp;that?' &amp;nbsp;'HELLLOOOOOOO......,' answered the blonde. 'They're watch&amp;nbsp;dogs'!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Let&amp;#39;s hope it&amp;#39;s nothing  &lt;br&gt;trivial.&amp;quot; - Irvin S. Cobb&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;He is not only dull himself; he is the cause of dullness in others.&amp;quot;  &lt;br&gt;- Samuel Johnson&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;He is simply a shiver looking for a spine to run up.&amp;quot; - Paul Keating&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;In order to avoid being called a flirt, she always yielded easily.&amp;quot; -  &lt;br&gt;Charles, Count Talleyrand&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;He loves nature in spite of what it did to him.&amp;quot; - Forrest Tucker&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Why do you sit there looking like an envelope without any address on  &lt;br&gt;it?&amp;quot; - Mark Twain&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;His mother should have thrown him away and kept the stork.&amp;quot; - Mae West&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Some cause happiness wherever they go; others, whenever they go..&amp;quot; -  &lt;br&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;He uses statistics as a drunken man uses lamp-posts... for support  &lt;br&gt;rather than illumination.&amp;quot; - Andrew Lang (1844-1912)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;He has Van Gogh&amp;#39;s ear for music.&amp;quot; - Billy Wilder&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve had a perfectly wonderful evening. 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After Services, the rabbi caught Cohen and said: "Mr. Cohen, I am so glad you decided to come here. What made you come?"&lt;br&gt;

Cohen said: "I got to be honest with you, Rabbi, a while back, I misplaced my favorite hat and I really, really love that hat. I know that Levy had one just like mine, and I knew that Levy came to Services every Saturday. I knew Levy takes his hat off during Services and leaves it in the back of the synagogue. So, I was going to leave after the Torah reading, and steal Levy's hat."&lt;br&gt;

The rabbi said: "Well, Mr. Cohen, I noticed that you didn't steal Levy's hat. What changed your mind?"&lt;br&gt;

Cohen said: "Well, after I heard your sermon on the Ten Commandments I decided that I didn't need to steal Levy's hat."&lt;br&gt;

The rabbi gave Cohen a big smile and said: "After I talked about Thou Shalt Not Steal, you decided you would rather do without your hat than burn in Hell, right?"&lt;br&gt;

Cohen shook his head and said: "Not exactly, Rabbi. After you talked about Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery, I remembered where I left it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Please do not read or listen if you are under  &lt;br&gt;18 or don&amp;#39;t like naughty jokes).&lt;p&gt;Mick wanted to buy a motorbike. He doesn&amp;#39;t have much luck, until one  &lt;br&gt;day he comes across a Harley with a &amp;#39;For Sale&amp;#39; sign on it. The bike  &lt;br&gt;seems even better than a new one, although it is 10 years old.&lt;p&gt;It is shiny and in absolute mint condition. He immediately buys it,  &lt;br&gt;and asks the seller how he kept it in such great condition for 10 years.&lt;p&gt;Well, it&amp;#39;s quite simple, really,&amp;#39; says the seller, &amp;#39;whenever the  bike  &lt;br&gt;is outside and it&amp;#39;s going to rain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It  &lt;br&gt;protects it from the rain.&amp;#39; And he hands Mick a jar of Vaseline.&lt;p&gt;That night, his girlfriend, Michelle, invites him over to meet her  &lt;br&gt;parents. Naturally, they take the bike there. But just before they  &lt;br&gt;enter the house, Michelle stops him and says, &amp;#39;I have to tell you  &lt;br&gt;something about my family before we go in.&amp;#39; When we eat dinner, we  &lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t talk. In fact, the first person who says anything during dinner  &lt;br&gt;has to do the dishes.&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;No problem,&amp;#39; he says. And in they go. Mick is shocked. Right smack in  &lt;br&gt;the middle of the living room is a huge stack of dirty dishes. In the  &lt;br&gt;kitchen is another huge stack of dishes. Piled up on the stairs, in  &lt;br&gt;the  corridor, everywhere he looks, dirty dishes.&lt;p&gt;They sit down to dinner and, sure enough, no one says a word. As  &lt;br&gt;dinner progresses, Mick decides to take advantage of the situation. So  &lt;br&gt;he leans over and kisses Michelle. No one says a word. So he reaches  &lt;br&gt;over and fondles her breasts. Still, nobody says a word. So he stands  &lt;br&gt;up, grabs her, rips her clothes off, throws her on the table, and  &lt;br&gt;screws her right there, in front of her parents.&lt;p&gt;His girlfriend is a little flustered, her dad is obviously livid, and  &lt;br&gt;her mom horrified when he sits back down, but no-one says a word. He  &lt;br&gt;looks at her mom. &amp;#39;She&amp;#39;s got a great body,&amp;#39; he thinks. So he grabs the  &lt;br&gt;mom, bends her over the dinner table, and has his way with her every  &lt;br&gt;which way, right there on the dinner table. Now his girlfriend is  &lt;br&gt;furious and her dad is boiling, but still, total silence. All of a  &lt;br&gt;sudden there is a loud clap of thunder, and it starts to rain. Mick  &lt;br&gt;remembers his bike, so he pulls the jar of Vaseline from his pocket.&lt;p&gt;Suddenly the father backs away from the table and shouts, &amp;#39;All right,  &lt;br&gt;that&amp;#39;s enough, I&amp;#39;ll do the (BEEPING) dishes!&amp;#39;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;Some fascinating things on old tombstones!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Albany, NY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Harry Edsel Smith&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Born 1903 - Died 1942&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Looked up the elevator shaft to see if&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;the car was on the way down.&amp;nbsp; It was.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thurmont, Maryland:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies an Atheist.&amp;nbsp; All dressed up and no place to go.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies Ezekial Aikle&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Age 102&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Only The Good Die Young.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;London, England:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies Ann Mann&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Who lived an old maid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;But died an old Mann.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Dec. 8, 1767&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ribbesford, England:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Anna Wallace&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;The children of Israel wanted bread.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;And the Lord sent them manna.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Clark Wallace wanted a wife.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;And the Devil sent him Anna.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ruidoso, New Mexico:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies Johnny Yeast.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Pardon me for not rising.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uniontown, Pennsylvania:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Silver City, Nevada:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lays The Kid.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;We planted him raw.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;He was quick on the trigger.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;But slow on the draw.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England cemetery:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Reader, if cash thou art in want of any,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Dig 6 feet deep and thou wilt find a Penny.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hartscombe, England:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;On the 22nd of June, Jonathan Fiddle went out of tune.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls, Vermont:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies the body of our Anna,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Done to death by a banana.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;It wasn't the fruit that laid her low,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;But the skin of the thing that made her go.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a grave from the 1880`s in Nantucket, Massachusetts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Under the sod and under the trees,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Lies the body of Jonathan Pease.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;He is not here, there's only the pod.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Pease shelled out and went to God.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a cemetery in England:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Remember man, as you walk by,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;As you are now, so once was I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;As I am now, so shall you be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Remember this and follow me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To which someone replied by writing on the tombstone:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;To follow you I'll not consent&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Until I know which way you went.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tombstone in England:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Sir John Strange&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies an honest lawyer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;And that is Strange.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tombstone in Vermont:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;I was somebody.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Who, is no business of yours.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tombstone in Tombstone (sic), Arizona:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies Lester Moore;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Four slugs from a forty-four;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;No Les No More.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edinburgh, Scotland:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Stranger tread&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;This ground with gravity.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Dentist Brown&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Is filling his last cavity.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From a Georgia cemetery:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;I told you that I was sick!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Battersea, England tombstone for "Owen Moore":&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Gone away&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Owin' more&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Than he could pay.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Larne, Ireland (for a hanged sheep stealer):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies the body&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;of Thomas Kemp.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Who lived by wool&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;and died by hemp.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enosburg Falls, Vermont:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies cut down like unripe fruit,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;The wife of Deacon Amos Shute:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;She died of drinking too much coffee,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Anny Dominy -- eighteen-forty.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a grave digger's tombstone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Hooray my brave boys&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Lets rejoice at his fall.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;For if he had lived&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;He would have buried us all.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a Spinster's monument:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;1787 - Jones - 1855&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lie the bones of Sophie Jones;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;For her death held no terrors.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;She was born a maid and died a maid.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;No hits, no runs, and no heirs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moultrie, Georgia:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies the father of 29.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;He would have had more&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;But he didn't have time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Burlington, Vermont:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;She lived with her husband for 50 years&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;And died in the confident hope of a better life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rhyming name problems:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here beneath this pile of stones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Lies all that's left of Sally Jones.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Her name was Smith, not Jones,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;But Jones was used to rhyme with stones.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;True feelings:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Grieve not for me my husband dear.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;I am not dead but sleeping here.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;With patience wait - perforce to die&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;And in a short time you'll come to I.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To which the husband added:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;I am not grieved, my dearest life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Sleep on, I've got another wife.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Therefore, I cannot come to thee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;For I must go and live with she.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;More true feelings:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;I plant these shrubs upon your grave dear wife&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;That something on this spot may boast of life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Shrubs must wither and all earth must rot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Shrubs may revive, but you thank heaven will not.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On an adulterous husband`s tombstone (Atlanta, Georgia):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Gone, but not forgiven&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Middlebury, Vermont:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;I put my wife beneath this stone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;For her repose and for my own.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kilmurry, Ireland:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;This stone was raised by Sara's Lord&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Not Sara's virtues to record&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;For they are known to all the town.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;This stone was raised to keep her down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death Valley, California:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies the body of poor Aunt Charlotte.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Born a virgin, died a harlot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;For 16 years she kept her virginity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;A damn'd long time for this vicinity.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And not to be outdone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies Pa.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Pa liked wimin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Ma caught Pa in with two swimmin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies Pa.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Niagara Falls, Ontario:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;1796 -- WISE -- 1878&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies the body of Ephraim Wise.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Safely tucked between his two wives.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;One was Tillie and the other Sue.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Both were faithful, loyal, and true.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;By his request in ground that's hilly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;His coffin is set tilted toward Tillie.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Public Service Announcements:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Ellen Shannon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;age 26 years&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Who was fatally burned&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;March 21, 1870&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;by the explosion of a lamp&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;filled with "R. E. Danforth's&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Non-Explosive Burning Fluid."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;(Girard, Pennsylvania)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Julia Newton&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Died of thin shoes,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;April 17th, 1839,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;age 19 years.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;(New Jersey cemetery)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here lies the body of Mary Ann Lowder&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;She burst while drinking a Seidlitz powder.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Called from this world to her heavenly rest,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;She should have waited till it effervesced.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;(Burlington, Vermont)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;First a Cough&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Carried Me Off&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Then a Coffin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;They Carried Me Off In&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;(Boston, Massachusetts)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Blown upward&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;out of sight:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;He sought the leak&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;by candlelight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;(Wiltshire, England)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tombstone advertisements:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Here Lies Jane Smith&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Wife of Thomas Smith&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;Marble Cutter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;This Monument Erected&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;By Her Husband&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="tahoma" size="4" color="#800080"&gt;As A Tribute&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt; 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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21035462-2850100146046659883?l=jokes.imran.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokes.imran.com/feeds/2850100146046659883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21035462&amp;postID=2850100146046659883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21035462/posts/default/2850100146046659883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21035462/posts/default/2850100146046659883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.imran.com/2008/08/forever-immortalized.html' title='Forever Immortalized'/><author><name>IMRAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03919552891874811342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.imran.com/images/imran/Imran_Friends_051103_x1b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21035462.post-6518838056189251203</id><published>2008-08-30T04:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T04:24:03.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Rhyming Alphabet for Old Timers</title><content type='html'>A is for apple, and B is for boat,&lt;br&gt;That used to be right, but now it won&amp;#39;t float!&lt;br&gt;Age before beauty is what we once said,&lt;br&gt;But let&amp;#39;s be a bit more realistic instead.&lt;p&gt;The New Alphabet:&lt;p&gt;A&amp;#39;s for arthritis;&lt;br&gt;B&amp;#39;s  the bad back,&lt;br&gt;C&amp;#39;s  the chest pains, perhaps car-d-iac?&lt;br&gt;D is for dental decay and decline,&lt;br&gt;E   is for eyesight, can&amp;#39;t read that top line!&lt;p&gt;F is for fissures and fluid retention,&lt;br&gt;G is for gas which I&amp;#39;d rather not mention.&lt;br&gt;H is high blood pressure - I&amp;#39;d rather it low;&lt;br&gt;I is for incisions with scars you can show.&lt;br&gt;J is for joints, out of socket, won&amp;#39;t mend,&lt;br&gt;K is for knees that crack when they bend.&lt;p&gt;L is for libido, what happened to sex?&lt;br&gt;M is for memory, I forget what comes next.&lt;br&gt;N is neuralgia, in nerves way down low;&lt;br&gt;O is for osteo, the bones that don&amp;#39;t grow!&lt;br&gt;P is for prescriptions, I have quite a few.&lt;p&gt;Just give me a pill, and I&amp;#39;ll be good as new!&lt;p&gt;Q is for queasy, is it fatal or flu?&lt;br&gt;R is for reflux, one meal turns to two.&lt;br&gt;S is for sleepless nights, counting my fears,&lt;br&gt;T is for Tinnitus; there&amp;#39;s bells in my ears!&lt;br&gt;U is for urinary; big troubles with flow;&lt;p&gt;V is for vertigo, that&amp;#39;s &amp;#39;dizzy,&amp;#39; you know.&lt;br&gt;W is for worry, NOW&lt;p&gt;    What&amp;#39;s going &amp;#39;round?&lt;br&gt;X is for X ray, and what might be found.&lt;br&gt;Y is another year I&amp;#39;m left here behind,&lt;br&gt;Z  is for zest that I still have -- in my mind.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve survived all the symptoms, my body&amp;#39;s deployed,&lt;br&gt;And I am keeping twenty-six doctors fully employed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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She was stark naked! As I was reeling from the shock, I heard  &lt;br&gt;my 5-year-old shout from the back seat, &amp;#39;Mom, that lady isn&amp;#39;t wearing  &lt;br&gt;a seat belt!&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;2) OPINIONS: On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his  &lt;br&gt;teacher a note from his mother. The note read, &amp;#39;The opinions expressed  &lt;br&gt;by this child are not necessarily those of his parents.&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;3) KETCHUP: A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup out of the jar.  &lt;br&gt;During her struggle the phone rang so she asked her 4-year-old  &lt;br&gt;daughter to answer the phone. &amp;#39;Mommy can&amp;#39;t come to the phone to talk  &lt;br&gt;to you right now. She&amp;#39;s hitting the bottle.&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;4) MORE NUDITY: A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in  &lt;br&gt;the women&amp;#39;s locker room. When he was spotted, the room burst into  &lt;br&gt;shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover. The little  &lt;br&gt;boy watched in amazement and then asked, &amp;#39;What&amp;#39;s the matter, haven&amp;#39;t  &lt;br&gt;you ever seen a little boy before?&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;5 ) POLICE # 1: While taking a routine vandalism report at an  &lt;br&gt;elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl about 6 years  &lt;br&gt;old. Looking up and down at my uniform, she asked, &amp;#39;Are you a cop?  &lt;br&gt;Yes,&amp;#39; I answered and continued writing the report. My mother said if I  &lt;br&gt;ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?&amp;#39; &amp;#39;Yes, that&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;right,&amp;#39; I told her. &amp;#39;Well, then,&amp;#39; she said as she extended her foot  &lt;br&gt;toward me, &amp;#39;would you please tie my shoe?&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;6) POLICE # 2: It was the end of the day when I parked my police van  &lt;br&gt;in front of the station. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner,  &lt;br&gt;Jake, was barking, and I saw a little boy staring in at me. &amp;#39;Is that a  &lt;br&gt;dog you got back there?&amp;#39; he asked. &amp;#39;It sure is,&amp;#39; I replied. Puzzled,  &lt;br&gt;the boy looked at me and then towards the back of the van. Finally he  &lt;br&gt;said, &amp;#39;What &amp;#39;d he do?&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;7) ELDERLY: While working for an organization that delivers lunches to  &lt;br&gt;elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my  &lt;br&gt;afternoon rounds. She was unfailingly intrigued by the various  &lt;br&gt;appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and  &lt;br&gt;wheelchairs. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth  &lt;br&gt;soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of  &lt;br&gt;questions, she merely turned and whispered, &amp;#39;The tooth fairy will  &lt;br&gt;never believe this!&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;8) DRESS-UP: A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party.  &lt;br&gt;When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, &amp;#39;Daddy, you  &lt;br&gt;shouldn&amp;#39;t wear that suit.&amp;#39; &amp;#39;And why not, darling?&amp;#39; &amp;#39;You know that it  &lt;br&gt;always gives you a headache the next morning.&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;9) DEATH: While walking along the sidewalk in front of his church, our  &lt;br&gt;minister heard the intoning of a prayer that nearly made his collar  &lt;br&gt;wilt. Apparently, his 5-year-old son and his playmates had found a  &lt;br&gt;dead robin. Feeling that proper burial should be performed, they had  &lt;br&gt;secured a small box and cotton batting, then dug a hole and made ready  &lt;br&gt;for the disposal of the deceased. The minister&amp;#39;s son was chosen to say  &lt;br&gt;the appropriate prayers and with sonorous dignity intoned his version  &lt;br&gt;of what he thought his father always said: &amp;#39;Glory be unto the  &lt;br&gt;Faaather, and unto the Sonnn, and into the hole he goooes.&amp;#39; (I want  &lt;br&gt;this line used at my funeral!)&lt;p&gt;10) SCHOOL: A little girl had just finished her first week of school.  &lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m just wasting my time,&amp;#39; she said to her mother. &amp;#39;I can&amp;#39;t read, I  &lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t write, and they won&amp;#39;t let me talk!&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;11) BIBLE:  A little boy opened the big family Bible. He was  &lt;br&gt;fascinated as he fingered through the old pages. Suddenly, something  &lt;br&gt;fell out of the Bible. He picked up the object and looked at it. What  &lt;br&gt;he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages.  &lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;Mama, look what I found,&amp;#39; the boy called out. &amp;#39;What have you got  &lt;br&gt;there, dear?&amp;#39;  With astonishment in the young boy&amp;#39;s voice, he  &lt;br&gt;answered, &amp;#39;I think it&amp;#39;s Adam&amp;#39;s underwear!&amp;#39;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="black" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;'Two things are infinite:&amp;nbsp; The Universe and Human Stupidity; &lt;br&gt;and I'm not sure about the universe.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Albert Einstein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color="black" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; 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Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you absentmindedly answer the door in your nightgown.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Gargoyle (n.), olive-flavored mouthwash.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Flatulence (n.), emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run over by a steamroller.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;12. Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), The belief that, when you die, your Soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Washington Post's Style Invitational also asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are this year's winners:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Foreploy (v): Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. Giraffiti (n): Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. Sarchasm (n): The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. Inoculatte (v): To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Hipatitis (n): Terminal coolness.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Osteopornosis (n): A degenerate disease.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Karmageddon (n): Its like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;10 Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;11. Glibido (v): All talk and no action.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;12. Dopeler effect (n): The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;13. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;14. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;15. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you're eating.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the pick of the literature.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;16. Ignoranus (n): A person who's both stupid and an a--hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Times-New-Roman" size="2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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