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From kra@hpcndaw.cnd.hp.com Thu Aug 3 23:30:03 1989
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From: kra@hpcndaw.cnd.hp.com
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Subject: On "reserve" with an airline
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Keywords: true, chuckle, mildly sexual
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Date: 3 Aug 89 23:30:03 GMT
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Reported as a true story:
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When you're on "reserve" with an airline, you fly when they tell you
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to fly. Being unable to be contacted is a lesser offense than refusing
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or missing an assigned trip.
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This captain gets an "A" for his creativity in avoiding an assignment.
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When crew scheduling woke him up at 3 A.M. to assign him to a 5 A.M.
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departure, he passed the phone to his wife and said in a voice loud
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enough for them to hear on the other end, "Here, darling, I think it's
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someone calling for your husband."
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Crew scheduling omitted the usual question and answer period.
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--
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>From the book "Cabin Pressure" by Liz Harwell and Corylee Spiro
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Copyright 1989 St. Martins Press Reproduced with permission of the authors.
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All typos and any inaccuracies are the fault of the submitter,
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not Harwell and Spiro.
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Katherine Albitz
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k_albitz%hpcnd@hplabs.hp.com
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From gal@atux01.UUCP Wed Aug 9 05:30:05 1989
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From: gal@atux01.UUCP
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Subject: All about Baseball
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Keywords: heard it, chuckle
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Date: 9 Aug 89 10:30:05 GMT
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BASEBALL
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(as explained to a foreign visitor)
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You have two sides one out in the field and one in.
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Each man that's not on the side that's in goes out and when he's out he
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comes in and the next man goes in until he's out.
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When three men are out the side that's out comes in and the side
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that's been in goes out and tries to get those coming in out.
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Sometimes you get men still in and not out.
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When both sides have been in and out nine times including the not outs
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That's the end of the game!
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--
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gary levine
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--
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From mph@praxis.UUCP Wed Aug 9 18:30:05 1989
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From: mph@praxis.UUCP (Martin Hanley)
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Subject: There were these two dogs...
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Keywords: smirk, sexual
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Date: 9 Aug 89 23:30:05 GMT
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There were these two dogs in a vet's waiting room, each eyeing the
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other suspiciously. One of them turns to the other.
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"What are you here for?" he asks.
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"Well," replies the other, "I was feeling really bad the other day,
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and Master's six year old son started bothering me. I tried to ignore
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it, but I was feeling so rotten that I bit his hand off."
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"I don't blame you. So, what are you here for?"
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"Erm... well... Master reckons that I'm too vicious, so I'm going to
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be... you know... I'm going to have the *operation*..."
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"Oh dear. I'm sorry," sympathised the first dog.
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Time passed. The about-to-be-neutered dog coughed politely.
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"So," he asked, "What are you in here for?"
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"Oh, nothing really," the other replied, embarrassed.
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"Go on, tell me. Please..."
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"OK. Well, it's like this. The bitch next door was in heat, and so I
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was feeling... you know, a bit randy. Then Mistress came into the
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kitchen wearing a short skirt and no underwear, and she bent over. I
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just couldn't resist it!" admitted the dog.
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"Oh, so you're here for the operation too, then."
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"No," came the reply, "I'm here to have my nails clipped!"
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--
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Martin Hanley (mph@praxis.co.uk)
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Administrative note:
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"All about Baseball" is reportedly just a slightly modified version
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of an original piece about Cricket, from the Marybourne Cricket Club
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From wang@brauer.harvard.edu Sun Aug 13 02:20:04 1989
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From: wang@brauer.harvard.edu (Yang Wang)
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Subject: Poor old Dan Again
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Keywords: topical, smirk
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Date: 13 Aug 89 07:20:04 GMT
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The White House is allegedly sending Dan Quayle to People's Republic
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of China to find out who is really in charge. Asked whether in the
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current reign of terror it might be unsafe for our beloved VP to go,
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John Sununu, the White House Chief of Staff, answered : 'Oh no no,
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in China they only persecute intellectuals'.
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From stuart@rassilon.UUCP Sun Aug 13 05:30:05 1989
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From: stuart@rassilon.UUCP (Stuart Freedman {x3262})
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Subject: fishing again...
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Keywords: swearing, chuckle
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Date: 13 Aug 89 10:30:05 GMT
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From: Ken Ericson
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Here's an old one but it compliments the religious one you forward.
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God Damn Fish
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One day a nun was fishing and caught a huge fish for supper.
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A man was walking by and said: "Wow, what a god damn fish"!
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The Sister said: "Sir, you shouldn't talk to me like that. I'm a nun."
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And the man said: "But that's the name of it, a god damn fish."
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So the Sister took the fish back to the rectory, and said:
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"Mother Superior, look at the god damn fish I caught."
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The Mother Superior said: "Sister, you shouldn't talk like that,"
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..and the Sister said: "But Mother Superior, that's the name of it,
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a god damn fish."
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So the Mother Superior said: "Well, give me the god damn fish and
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I'll clean it".
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While she was cleaning the fish the Monsignor walked in and she said:
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"Monsignor, look at the god damn fish that the sister caught".
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The Monsignor said: "Mother Superior, you shouldn't talk like that",
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and the Mother Superior said: "but that's the name of it, a god damn fish".
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So the Monsignor said: "Well, give me the god damn fish and I'll cook it".
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That evening, at supper, there was a new priest at the table,
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and he said: "Wow, what a nice fish,"
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...and the Sister said "I caught the god damn fish,"
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...and Mother Superior said "I cleaned the god damn fish,"
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...and the Monsignor said, "I cooked the god damn fish."
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And the new priest said "I like this fucking place already"!
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From rubik%bucsb.BU.EDU@bu-it.bu.edu Sun Aug 13 18:30:04 1989
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From: rubik%bucsb.BU.EDU@bu-it.bu.edu (vadim maystrovsky)
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Subject: Boomerang's tough luck
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Keywords: chuckle
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Date: 13 Aug 89 23:30:04 GMT
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An Australian farmer is sitting on a stone near his farm, all in blood
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and crying. His neighbor is passing by.
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"What's wrong?" the neighbor asks.
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"I bought a new boomerang," the crying guy answered.
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"So, why are you crying?" the neighbor asks again.
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"I cannot throw away the old one..."
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From swfc@read.cs.columbia.edu Mon Aug 14 02:20:05 1989
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From: swfc@read.cs.columbia.edu (Shu-Wie F Chen)
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Subject: The Flag Takes A Licking
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Keywords: topical, chuckle
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Date: 14 Aug 89 07:20:05 GMT
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New York Times, August 8, 1989, Letter to the Editor, by Ruth L. Kaplan:
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The other day I bought a roll of 25 cent postage stamps. I have not
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had a moment's peace since. For, upon unfurling this roll, I
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discovered that every one of the 100 stamps bears the unmistakable
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likeness of the American flag.
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To appreciate my consternation, consider what is in store for these
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stamps. First, I must lick the flag-- er, stamp. Then I will drop it
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into a dark box, where it may well be bruised, possibly even torn.
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Next, the stamp/flag will go to the Post Office, where an inexorable
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machine will stomp on it, defiling it with ugly lines in order to
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"cancel" it.
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"Cancel" our inviolable flag?
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But wait. The horrors mount. In time, the stamp will reach the
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addressee, who may rip it, eagerly opening the envelope.
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Ultimately, the flag stamp-- licked, cancelled, defaced, ripped-- will
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be consigned to the trash, doomed to decompose in a dump, linger in a
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landfill or-- shudder!-- be converted to charcoal and burned under a
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steak.
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What's a patriot to do?
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I wonder if the Post Office will allow me to return a rerolled roll of
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stamps. But even it it does, it'll just resell it, perhaps to some
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insensitive stamper who will lick, deface, cancel and rip those flags
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without a twinge of conscience.
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I pray (but not in school) for some official, even Presidential, guidance.
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Ruth L. Kaplan is a retired Federal (but not postal) employee.
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From peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com Mon Aug 14 05:30:04 1989
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From: peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com (Bluegrass For Breakfast)
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Subject: Plastics....
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Keywords: heard it, chuckle, sexual
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Date: 14 Aug 89 10:30:04 GMT
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An old man gets on a crowded bus and no one gives him a seat.
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As the bus shakes and rattles, the old man's cane slips on the floor and
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he falls. As he gets up, a seven year old kid, sitting nearby, turns to
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him and says, "If you put a little rubber thingy on the end of your stick,
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it wouldn't slip."
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The old man snaps back: "Well, if your daddy did the same thing seven
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years ago, I would have a seat today."
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From norm@hpfcnorm.hp.com Mon Aug 14 18:30:04 1989
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From: norm@hpfcnorm.hp.com
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Subject: Speeding Tickets
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Keywords: true, smirk, sexual
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Date: 14 Aug 89 23:30:04 GMT
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A friend of mine worked as a State Highway patrolman in Wyoming for several
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years. Whenever he pulled someone over for speeding, he would always ask
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them why they were exceeding the speed limit. If the excuse was original,
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he would usually let them off with a warning. He said the best excuse he
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ever got was the following:
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Him: "So, why is it that you were doing 70 mph in a 55 zone?"
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Driver: "Well, officer, my wife is going to get pregnant in 30 minutes
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and I want to be there when it happens."
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Norm Gee
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--
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Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
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Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
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Remember: If you POST your joke instead of mailing it, I will not reply.
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From nair@quintus.UUCP Tue Aug 15 18:30:04 1989
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Path: utastro!cs.utexas.edu!uunet!wuarchive!texbell!ssbn!looking!funny-request
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From: nair@quintus.UUCP (Anil Nair)
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Newsgroups: rec.humor.funny
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Subject: Cricket match which is funnier than baseball
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Keywords: chuckle
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Message-ID: <4012@looking.on.ca>
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Date: 15 Aug 89 23:30:04 GMT
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Sender: funny@looking.on.ca
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Lines: 27
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Approved: funny@looking.on.ca
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Reply-Path: Sun.COM!quintus!nair
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The Baseball description reminds me of how this
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native went to his first cricket match and described it
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to his witchdoctor after he got back. I heard it when
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I was in college and have no idea where it originated.
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He said "It was a beautiful sunny Sunday. A big
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crowd of people gathered around this giant grass field
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with a thin strip of mowed and flattened pitch in the middle.
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There were three sticks at either end of the strip.
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A man in a long overcoat came out with two men in sweaters
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and he tossed a coin in to the air. They went out and out
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came eleven men in sweaters and white pants. One of them was padded
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and had big gloves. Then out came two men with pads on their legs
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and small gloves holding big sticks. They took positions at
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either end of the strip and one of the other men came running
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towards the wickets and threw this ball at the person holding
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the stick. And lo and behold it started to pour.
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White man sure knows how to make rain"
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--
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Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
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Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
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If you MUST reply to a rejection, include a description of your joke
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because there is 0 chance I will remember which one it was.
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From msw%chem@ucsd.edu Wed Aug 16 02:20:05 1989
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From: msw%chem@ucsd.edu (Mark S. Warren)
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Subject: "I'm sorry Mr. Lowe, but your insurance won't cover THAT"
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Keywords: topical, smirk, sexual
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Date: 16 Aug 89 07:20:05 GMT
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A true and sort of bizzare story....
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Source: San Diego Union newspaper, Aug. 3, page F-2....
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Actor Rob Lowe wants his insurance company to pay his legal fees or
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any damages awarded to a Georgia woman suing him over her teen-age
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daughter's appearance in a homemade pornographic videotape.
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But the Chubb Custom Insurance Company of New Jersey said Lowe's
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insurance policy does not cover "intentional actions" such as
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using "celebrity status as an inducement to females to engage in
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sexual intercourse, sodomy, and multiple-party sexual activity for
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his immediate sexual gratification and for the purpose of making
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pornographic films."
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The Chubb folks have asked a federal judge in Atlanta to rule that
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damages arising from making sex tapes in a hotel room are not a covered
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item under a homeowner's policy.
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(But exactly what DOES that policy cover anyway???)
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--
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Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
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Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
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I reply to all submissions, but about 20% of the replies bounce.
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From peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com Wed Aug 16 05:30:03 1989
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From: peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com (Bluegrass For Breakfast)
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Subject: Next time he'll knock....
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Keywords: smirk, sexual
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Date: 16 Aug 89 10:30:03 GMT
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Two guys, Stan and Ed, were working a construction job digging a
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ditch. The foreman was at them all the time to keep busy. No breaks, just work,
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work, work! Finally it dawned on the two guys that the foreman left every day
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at 3:00 in the afternoon. So they decided to start leaving at 3:15.
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The very next day when the foreman left at 3:00, Stan and Ed left at
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3:15. Stan goes home, walks through the house, opens the bedroom door, and there
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on the bed is his wife and the foreman. Stan quickly runs back to the job and
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digs like mad until 5:00. The next day when Ed arrives at work, Stan says,
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"Listen Ed, we can't knock off work any more at 3:15.....
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I almost got caught!!!!"
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--
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Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
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Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
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I reply to all submissions, but about 20% of the replies bounce.
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From Chris@AUSTIN.LOCKHEED.COM Wed Aug 16 18:30:08 1989
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From: Chris@AUSTIN.LOCKHEED.COM (Chris Wood)
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Subject: Frustration -- Party Joke
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Keywords: heard it, chuckle
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Date: 16 Aug 89 23:30:08 GMT
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(Kinda long, but it makes a good party joke:)
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A small balding <ethnic> storms into a local bar and demands "Gimme a double of
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the strongest whiskey you got! I'm so pissed I can't even see straight!"
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The bartender, noticing that the little man is a bit the worse for wear,
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pours him a double of Southern Comfort.
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The <ethnic> swills down the drink and says "Gimme another one!".
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The bartender pours the drink, but says "Now, before I give you this, why don't
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you let off a little steam and tell me why you're so upset?"
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So the <ethnic> begins his tale:
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"Well, I was sitting in the bar next door when this gorgeous blonde slinks in,
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and actually sits beside me at the bar. I thought WOW, this has never happened
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before. You know, it was kind of a fantasy come true. Well, a couple of
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minutes later I feel this hand moving around in my lap and the blonde leans
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over, licks my ear, and asks if I'm interested? I couldn't believe this was
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happening! I managed to nod my head yes, so she grabs my hand, and starts
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walking out of the bar. So of course I went with her. This was just too good
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to be true!"
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"She took me down the street here to a nice hotel and up to her room. As soon
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as she shut the door she slips out of her dress. That was all she was wearing!
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I tell you it didn't take me much longer to get out of my clothes! But as soon
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as I jumped into the bed, I hear some keys jingling, and someone
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starts fumbling with the door."
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The blonde says "Ohmygod, it's my boyfriend. He must have lost his wrestling
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match tonight, he's gonna be real mad! Quick, HIDE!"
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"So, I opened at the closet, but I figured that was probably he first place he
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would look, so I didn't hide there. Then I looked under the bed, but no, I
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figured he's bound to look there, too. By now I could here the key in the lock.
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I noticed the window was open, so I climbed out and was hanging there by my
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fingers praying that the guy wouldn't see me."
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The bartender says "Well I can see how you might be a bit frustrated at this
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point."
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"Well, yeah, but I hear the guy finally get the door open and he yells out 'Who
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you been sleeping with now, bitch?' The girl says 'Nobody, honey, now come to
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bed and calm down'. Well the guy starts tearing up the room. I hear him tear
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the door off the closet and throw it across the room. I'm thinking 'Boy, I'm
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glad I didn't hide in there.' Then I hear him lift up the bed and throw it
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across the room. Good thing I didn't hide under there either."
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"Then I here him say 'What's that over there by the window?' I think 'Oh Shit,
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I'm dead meat now'. But the blond by now is trying real hard to distract him
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and convince him to stop looking."
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"Well, I hear the guy go into the bathroom, and I hear water running for a long
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time, and I figure maybe he's gonna take a bath or something, when all of a
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sudden the asshole pours a pitcher of scalding hot water out of the window right
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on top of my head! I mean look at this, I got second degree burns all over my
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scalp and shoulders!"
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The bartender says, "Oh man, that would have pissed me off for sure."
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"No, that didn't really bother me. Next the guy starts slamming the window shut
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over and over on my hands. I mean, look at my fingers. They're a bloody mess,
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I can hardly hold onto this glass."
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The bartender looks at the guy's hands and says "Yeah, buddy, I can understand
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why you are so upset."
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"No, that wasn't what really pissed me off."
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The bartender then asks in exasperation, "Well, then, what DID finally piss you
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off?"
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"Well I was hanging there, and I turned around and looked down, and I was only
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about 6 inches off the ground!"
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Chris Wood
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--
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Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
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Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
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I reply to all submissions, but about 20% of the replies bounce.
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From peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com Thu Aug 17 05:30:04 1989
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From: peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com (Bluegrass For Breakfast)
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Subject: that's it. no kids...
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Keywords: chuckle
|
||
Date: 17 Aug 89 10:30:04 GMT
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|
||
|
||
NEW INFANTS MIRACLE DIET FOR OVERWEIGHT PEOPLE
|
||
|
||
Flabby Americans are always on the look out for a new diet. The trouble
|
||
with most diets is that you don't get enough to eat (the starvation diet) or
|
||
you don't get enough variation (the liquid diet) or you go broke (the all-meat
|
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diet).
|
||
|
||
Consequently, people tend to cheat on their diets, or quit after three days,
|
||
or go right back to stuffing their faces after it is all over. Is there
|
||
nothing you can do but give up and tell your friends that you've got a gland
|
||
problem? Or is there a slim hope? Such is the Infants' Miracle Diet.
|
||
|
||
Over the years, you may have noticed, as I have, that most two-year olds are
|
||
trim. It came to me one day over a cup of black coffee and a carrot that
|
||
perhaps their diet is the reason. After consultation with pediatricians,
|
||
X-ray technicians and distraught mothers, I was able to formulate this new
|
||
diet. It is inexpensive, offers great variety and sufficient quantity.
|
||
Before embarking on the diet however, be sure to check with your doctor,
|
||
otherwise you might have to see him afterward.
|
||
|
||
|
||
FIRST DAY:
|
||
|
||
Breakfast: One scrambled egg, one peice of toast with grape jelly. Eat two
|
||
bites of egg, using your fingers; dump the rest on the floor. Take one bite
|
||
of toast, then smear the jelly over your face and clothes. Lunch: Four crayons
|
||
(any color), a handful of potato chips, and a glass of milk (three sips only,
|
||
then spill the rest). Dinner: A dry stick, two pennies and a nickle, four sips
|
||
of stale beer. Before Bedtime, toast a piece of bread and toss it on the
|
||
kitchen floor.
|
||
|
||
|
||
SECOND DAY:
|
||
|
||
Breakfast: Pick up stale toast off kitchen floor and eat. Drink half
|
||
bottle of vanilla extract or one vial of vegetable dye. Lunch: Half a tube of
|
||
Pulsating Pink Lipstick, and a cigarette (to be eaten not smoked). Ice cube
|
||
if desired. After lunch, lick an all day sucker until sticky, take it outside
|
||
and drop it in the dirt. Retrieve it and continue slurping until it is clean
|
||
again. Bring it inside and drop it on the rug. Dinner: A rock or and an
|
||
uncooked bean, which should be thrust up your left nostril. Pour iced tea
|
||
over mashed potatoes; eat with spoon.
|
||
|
||
|
||
THIRD DAY:
|
||
|
||
Breakfast: Two pancakes with plenty of syrup, eat with fingers, rub fingers
|
||
in hair. Glass of milk, drink one-half, stuff pancakes in glass. After
|
||
breakfast pick up sucker from rug, lick off fuzz and put on cushion of your
|
||
best chair. Lunch: Three matches, peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Spit
|
||
several bites onto the floor. Pour milk on table and slurp up. Dinner: dish
|
||
of ice cream, handful of potato chips, some wine, coffee.
|
||
|
||
|
||
LAST DAY:
|
||
|
||
Breakfast: a quarter tube of toothpaste (any flavor), bit of soap, an olive,
|
||
pour glass of milk over bowl of cornflakes, add 1/2 cup sugar. When cereal is
|
||
soggy, drink milk and feed cereal to dog. Lunch: Eat crumbs off kitchen floor
|
||
and dining room carpet, including bites of sandwich you spit out yesterday.
|
||
One soft drink. Find sucker and finish eating it. Dinner: A glass of spaghetti
|
||
and chocolate milk. Leave meatball on plate. Stick of mascara for dessert.
|
||
|
||
(Weght_Loss VaxNotes - BP)
|
||
|
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--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
Jokes ABOUT major current events should be sent to topical@looking.ON.CA
|
||
|
||
|
||
From peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com Fri Aug 18 05:30:04 1989
|
||
Flags: 000000000000
|
||
From: peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com (Bluegrass For Breakfast)
|
||
Subject: Take a letter, Maria...
|
||
Keywords: heard it, funny
|
||
Date: 18 Aug 89 10:30:04 GMT
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
MEMORANDUM
|
||
|
||
From: Headquarters - New York
|
||
To: General Managers
|
||
|
||
Next Thursday at 10:30 Halley's Comet will appear over this area. This is
|
||
an event which occurs only once every 75 years. Notify all directors and
|
||
have them arrange for all employees to assemble on the Company lawn and
|
||
inform them of the occurrence of this phenomenon. If it rains, cancel the
|
||
day's observation and assemble in the auditorium to see a film about the
|
||
comet.
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
MEMORANDUM
|
||
|
||
From: General Manager
|
||
To: Managers
|
||
|
||
By order of the Executive Vice President, next Thursday at 10:30, Halley's
|
||
Comet will appear over the Company lawn. If it rains, cancel the day's
|
||
work and report to the auditorium with all employees where we will show
|
||
films: a phenomenal event which occurs every 75 years.
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
MEMORANDUM
|
||
|
||
From: Manager
|
||
To: All Department Chiefs
|
||
|
||
By order of the phenomenal Vice President, at 10:30 next Thursday, Halley's
|
||
Comet will appear in the auditorium. In case of rain over the Company lawn,
|
||
the Executive Vice President will give another order, something which occurs
|
||
only every 75 years.
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
MEMORANDUM
|
||
|
||
From: Department Chief
|
||
To: Section Chiefs
|
||
|
||
Next Thursday at 10:30 the Executive Vice President will appear in the
|
||
auditorium with Halley's Comet, something which occurs every 75 years. If
|
||
it rains, the Executive Vice President will cancel the comet and order us
|
||
all out to our phenomenal Company lawn.
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
MEMORANDUM
|
||
|
||
From: Section Chief
|
||
To: All EA's
|
||
|
||
When it rains next Thursday at 10:30 over the Company lawn, the phenomenal
|
||
75 year old Executive Vice President will cancel all work and appear before
|
||
all employees in the auditorium accompanied by Bill Halley and his Comets.
|
||
|
||
|
||
{ed There are many variants of this.}
|
||
--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
Remember: PLEASE spell check and proofread your jokes.
|
||
|
||
|
||
From mjm@ndcheg.cheg.nd.edu Sun Aug 20 05:30:05 1989
|
||
Flags: 000000000000
|
||
From: mjm@ndcheg.cheg.nd.edu (Mark McCready)
|
||
Subject: Bryant and the experts
|
||
Keywords: chuckle, true
|
||
Date: 20 Aug 89 10:30:05 GMT
|
||
|
||
Heard on the Today Show 8/2/89
|
||
Bryant Gumbal interviewing a middle east expert
|
||
|
||
Bryant: Sir, What is that the Soviets did, that was so
|
||
effective at getting their kidnapped diplomats back
|
||
that we could not or were not willing to do ??
|
||
|
||
Expert: Well, they called in the KGB who promptly kidnapped
|
||
some relatives of the people who were presumed responsible,
|
||
castrated them and sent them back with the message that this
|
||
would happen to the the kidnapers themselves if the hostages
|
||
were not released. You can imagine what NBC would have said
|
||
if the US had done this.
|
||
|
||
Bryant: Yes and we would not have had film at 11 !!
|
||
|
||
--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
Remember: Only ONE joke per submission. Extra jokes may be rejected.
|
||
|
||
|
||
From mbr@larch.LCS.MIT.EDU Mon Aug 21 05:30:04 1989
|
||
Flags: 000000000000
|
||
From: mbr@larch.LCS.MIT.EDU (Mark Reinhold)
|
||
Subject: Concurrency in the real world
|
||
Keywords: computer, funny
|
||
Date: 21 Aug 89 10:30:04 GMT
|
||
Organization: MIT Laboratory for Computer Science
|
||
|
||
New York Times, 25 April 1989, in an article on new operating systems for the
|
||
IBM PC:
|
||
|
||
Real concurrency---in which one program actually continues to function
|
||
while you call up and use another---is more amazing but of small use to the
|
||
average person. How many programs do you have that take more than a few
|
||
seconds to perform any task?
|
||
|
||
--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
Remember: If you POST your joke instead of mailing it, I will not reply.
|
||
|
||
|
||
From blackje@sungod.crd.ge.com Mon Aug 21 18:30:07 1989
|
||
Flags: 000000000000
|
||
From: blackje@sungod.crd.ge.com (ody)
|
||
Subject: Maladies of age...
|
||
Keywords: smirk
|
||
Date: 21 Aug 89 23:30:07 GMT
|
||
|
||
For many years, I've battled with the infamous "Dunlop's Disease" ...
|
||
a condition caused by age and lake of proper maintenance in which
|
||
your "stomach `done lopped' over your belt."
|
||
I had noticed that most women do not suffer from this condition,
|
||
many of them accumulating any excess weight on the hips and thighs,
|
||
and/or under the belt.
|
||
|
||
I've recently discovered, however, that some women also suffer from a
|
||
malady similar to Dunlop's disease in that it is also caused by age
|
||
and lack of maintenance called "Bureau Breakdown" ...
|
||
in which your chest falls into your drawers.
|
||
|
||
--Emmett
|
||
--
|
||
J.E.Black; GE Research/K1-3C26; Schenectady, NY 12345
|
||
blackje@crd.ge.com
|
||
|
||
--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
Remember: If you POST your joke instead of mailing it, I will not reply.
|
||
|
||
|
||
From gc1a+@andrew.cmu.edu Tue Aug 22 05:30:04 1989
|
||
Flags: 000000000000
|
||
From: gc1a+@andrew.cmu.edu (Glenn Cassidy)
|
||
Subject: Endorsed by the Almighty
|
||
Keywords: chuckle
|
||
Date: 22 Aug 89 10:30:04 GMT
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
The following is a promotional spot heard on a college radio station:
|
||
|
||
"Hello, this is God. Whenever I'm in Pittsburgh--which is all the time,
|
||
since I'm omnipresent--I listen to all the radio stations at once,
|
||
including WRCT."
|
||
|
||
--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
If you MUST reply to a rejection, include a description of your joke
|
||
because there is 0 chance I will remember which one it was.
|
||
|
||
|
||
From peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com Fri Aug 25 05:30:05 1989
|
||
Flags: 000000000000
|
||
From: peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com (Bluegrass For Breakfast)
|
||
Subject: sad but true....
|
||
Keywords: true, funny
|
||
Date: 25 Aug 89 10:30:05 GMT
|
||
|
||
{ed Looks like this was collected from the various discussions of
|
||
this in comp.misc a long while ago.}
|
||
|
||
|
||
Computer Stories from a Field Service Engineer
|
||
---------------------------------------------
|
||
|
||
When I worked for a company that had a contract with 3M, 3M had asked me
|
||
to write them a memo describing why we were having problems with diskette
|
||
failures. I said in the memo that the disks were failing due to head
|
||
crashes. "If the customers would just clean their heads periodically, we
|
||
wouldn't have these problems," I said in the memo. One customer responded
|
||
with "What kind of shampoo do you recommend?"
|
||
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
An end-user hotline received a call about a bad software disk. They asked
|
||
the customer to make a copy of the disk and mail it in to the hotline.
|
||
A few days later, they received a letter with a mimeographed copy of
|
||
the disk. Since it was a double-sided disk, both sides of the disk
|
||
had been xeroxed.
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
A Computer Operator says as she is lifting an RP06 disk pack from the drive:
|
||
"Gee, how much does one of these weigh?"
|
||
Me: "It depends on how much data is on the disk....
|
||
The operator believed it.
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I had a similar experience while working as a student operator at
|
||
Michigan Tech. One particularly trying afternoon, the computer was merrily
|
||
crashing for a number of reasons. After about four such spectacles, we
|
||
broadcast that the computer would be down for the remainder of the afternoon.
|
||
There was a resigned groan from the users and they began to file out of the
|
||
Center, except for one comely young woman with wide blue eyes who wandered up
|
||
to the counter and queried:
|
||
"What's wrong with the computer?"
|
||
Too tired and irritated to give her a straight answer, I looked her straight
|
||
in the eye and replied: "Broken muffler belt."
|
||
A look of deep concern wafted into her expression as she asked:
|
||
"Oh, that's bad. Can you call Midas?"
|
||
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I work for University Computing Services answering questions about any and all
|
||
aspects of computing here, and as a result I run into some truly astonishing
|
||
mental densities... A few excerpts from the Helpdesk:
|
||
Caller: "What's the name for when you're entering data into the computer?"
|
||
HD: "Data Entry."
|
||
Caller: "Thank you!"
|
||
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Overheard in a student computer lab:
|
||
Client (raising hand and waving frantically): "The computer says 'Enter your
|
||
name and press RETURN.' What do I do??"
|
||
Lab Assistant: "Enter your name and press RETURN."
|
||
Client (as if a revelation has struck): "Oh!"
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Another friend of mine in a similar situation reports having a student in the
|
||
lab one day, who had to abort out of the SET PASSWORD sequence because he
|
||
couldn't think of a six-letter word.
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
|
||
|
||
--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
Remember: PLEASE spell check and proofread your jokes.
|
||
|
||
|
||
From peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com Fri Aug 25 05:30:05 1989
|
||
Flags: 000000000000
|
||
From: peghiny@milpnd.enet.dec.com (Bluegrass For Breakfast)
|
||
Subject: sad but true....
|
||
Keywords: true, funny
|
||
Date: 25 Aug 89 10:30:05 GMT
|
||
|
||
{ed Looks like this was collected from the various discussions of
|
||
this in comp.misc a long while ago.}
|
||
|
||
|
||
Computer Stories from a Field Service Engineer
|
||
---------------------------------------------
|
||
|
||
When I worked for a company that had a contract with 3M, 3M had asked me
|
||
to write them a memo describing why we were having problems with diskette
|
||
failures. I said in the memo that the disks were failing due to head
|
||
crashes. "If the customers would just clean their heads periodically, we
|
||
wouldn't have these problems," I said in the memo. One customer responded
|
||
with "What kind of shampoo do you recommend?"
|
||
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
An end-user hotline received a call about a bad software disk. They asked
|
||
the customer to make a copy of the disk and mail it in to the hotline.
|
||
A few days later, they received a letter with a mimeographed copy of
|
||
the disk. Since it was a double-sided disk, both sides of the disk
|
||
had been xeroxed.
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
A Computer Operator says as she is lifting an RP06 disk pack from the drive:
|
||
"Gee, how much does one of these weigh?"
|
||
Me: "It depends on how much data is on the disk....
|
||
The operator believed it.
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I had a similar experience while working as a student operator at
|
||
Michigan Tech. One particularly trying afternoon, the computer was merrily
|
||
crashing for a number of reasons. After about four such spectacles, we
|
||
broadcast that the computer would be down for the remainder of the afternoon.
|
||
There was a resigned groan from the users and they began to file out of the
|
||
Center, except for one comely young woman with wide blue eyes who wandered up
|
||
to the counter and queried:
|
||
"What's wrong with the computer?"
|
||
Too tired and irritated to give her a straight answer, I looked her straight
|
||
in the eye and replied: "Broken muffler belt."
|
||
A look of deep concern wafted into her expression as she asked:
|
||
"Oh, that's bad. Can you call Midas?"
|
||
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I work for University Computing Services answering questions about any and all
|
||
aspects of computing here, and as a result I run into some truly astonishing
|
||
mental densities... A few excerpts from the Helpdesk:
|
||
Caller: "What's the name for when you're entering data into the computer?"
|
||
HD: "Data Entry."
|
||
Caller: "Thank you!"
|
||
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Overheard in a student computer lab:
|
||
Client (raising hand and waving frantically): "The computer says 'Enter your
|
||
name and press RETURN.' What do I do??"
|
||
Lab Assistant: "Enter your name and press RETURN."
|
||
Client (as if a revelation has struck): "Oh!"
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Another friend of mine in a similar situation reports having a student in the
|
||
lab one day, who had to abort out of the SET PASSWORD sequence because he
|
||
couldn't think of a six-letter word.
|
||
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
|
||
|
||
--
|
||
Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
|
||
Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
|
||
|
||
Remember: PLEASE spell check and proofread your jokes.
|
||
|
||
|
||
From suhre@stingray.dsd.trw.com Mon Aug 28 18:30:04 1989
|
||
From: suhre@stingray.dsd.trw.com
|
||
Subject: News of the Weird
|
||
Keywords: true, chuckle
|
||
Date: 28 Aug 89 23:30:04 GMT
|
||
|
||
(As I mentioned before, NotW isn't currently copyrighted, at least
|
||
not these articles which appeared in the June LA Reader. So, here they
|
||
are. mes)
|
||
|
||
News of the Weird
|
||
|
||
Lead Story
|
||
|
||
Paul LaSalle, twenty-six, was killed near Mt. Pleasant, N.Y.,
|
||
in March. He lost control of his car when he pulled alongside a driver
|
||
and began to berate him for having just cut LaSalle off.
|
||
|
||
Government in Action
|
||
|
||
Debra Gadsen, nineteen, was released early from her five year
|
||
sentence i
|
||
newborn child to die in a dormitory closet, wrapped in plastic bags)
|
||
because she was discovered to be pregnant again.
|
||
|
||
The U.S. Air Force announced that an MX missile accidentally
|
||
dropped seven inches in its silo in Wyoming last June. The cause was
|
||
faulty glue. Repairs will cost $4,780,000 -- or $683,000 per inch.
|
||
|
||
A February report from Finland's Health Ministry, concerned about
|
||
declining population and a high incidence of stress among workers
|
||
recommended that people should take "sex holidays" from work. The
|
||
proposal was immediately endorsed by a Lutheran church official in
|
||
Finland.
|
||
|
||
In February the Environmental Protection Agency inspector
|
||
general told a congressional committee that its toxic waste cleanup
|
||
program is so badly managed that the agency hired contractors as
|
||
telephone receptionists for $30 an hour.
|
||
|
||
Patrick Kennedy (son of Senator Edward Kennedy) spent $8,000 for
|
||
the 1,324 votes ($66 per vote) he received in last year's primary for the
|
||
part time Rhode Island legislature seat he eventually won.
|
||
|
||
San Francisco official accused two cities of intentionally
|
||
"dumping" mental patients in their city by buying them one-way plane
|
||
tickets there. The director of the city's mental health program said,
|
||
"San Francisco is identified as the city of the crazies. We do much
|
||
more than other cities and counties. "
|
||
|
||
Last fall during a public budget confrontation determining how
|
||
Franklin County (Ohio) libraries would receive funds, the director of
|
||
the Columbus Public Library slapped the director of the Bexly Public
|
||
Library, who retaliated with a punch.
|
||
|
||
Police Blotter
|
||
|
||
Larry Tubbs, twenty-nine, was sentenced to thirty days in jail in
|
||
Lawrence, Kan., for a November incident in which he bit a woman on the
|
||
leg and stomach during a church service.
|
||
|
||
In Prague, a 506 pound man identified as Zbynek M., aged
|
||
fifty-two, was sentenced to twelve years in prison for stealing $120,000
|
||
worth of food.
|
||
|
||
Salt Lake City police found a pair of severed legs, each wearing
|
||
a different colored sock, in a garbage can behind a grocery store.
|
||
|
||
Marlene T. Sipes, a Columbia S.C. lawyer, was suspended for a
|
||
year in March by the state supreme court on charges that she pocketed
|
||
$1,819 in 1986 from her daughter's Girl Scout troop cookie fund.
|
||
|
||
Los Angeles police Daryl Gates suspended officer Juan Gomez in
|
||
December for having broken wind in the faces of two arrestees in
|
||
September. Gomez blamed the problem on indigestion, but his supervisor
|
||
called Gomez "feloniously flatulent." One arrestee accused Gomez of
|
||
preceding one blast with the words, "Check this out."
|
||
|
||
Willie Carrol Williams, thirty-seven, was arrested in Sarasota,
|
||
Fla., for bank robbery in December. According to police, he had no
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getaway car but hailed a taxicab outside the bank and paid the driver to
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take him to local malls for a Christmas shopping spree. After police
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trapped him an hour later, the taxi driver quoted Williams as saying,
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"When you've got the money, you might as well spend it."
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Maurice Suhre
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{decvax,ucbvax}!trwrb!suhre
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Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA
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Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing.
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Remember: If you POST your joke instead of mailing it, I will not reply.
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