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Warph




:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: I can add a broom to that pile, Waldo.   ;D


"Every once in a while I just have a compelling need to shoot my mouth off." 
--Warph

"If you don't have a sense of humor, you probably don't have any sense at all."
-- Warph

"A gun is like a parachute.  If you need one, and don't have one, you'll probably never need one again."

Wilma

My flying days are over.  I might well add mine, too.

Teresa

Well.. you are not getting mine.. I have plenty of flying time left ..
and I have several models of brooms to choose from.. so stay away from mine.. if you know whats good for you.. LOL
Well Behaved Women Rarely Make History !

Judy Harder

#683
Black Robbers
   
.For anyone who didn't see David Letterman's take on this: (This is a true story)

On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the quarters in her room. "I'll be right back and we'll go to eat," she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator. As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was tall....very tall...an intimidating figure. The woman froze. Her first thought was: These two are going to rob me. Her next thought was: Don't be a bigot, they look like perfectly nice gentlemen. But racial stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her. She stood and stared at the two men. She felt anxious, flustered and ashamed. She hoped they didn't read her mind but Gosh, they had to know

what she was thinking!!! Her hesitation about joining them in the elevator was all too obvious now. Her face was flushed. She couldn't just stand there, so with a mighty effort of will she picked up one foot and stepped forward and followed with the other foot and was on the elevator. Avoiding eye contact, she turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they

closed. A second went by, then another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn't move. Panic consumed her. My God, she thought, I'm trapped and about

to be robbed! Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore.

Then one of the men said, "Hit the floor." she automatically did what she was told. The bucket of quarters flew upwards as she threw out her arms and

collapsed on the elevator floor. A shower of coins rained down on her. Take

my money and spare me, she prayed. More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say politely,"Ma'am, if you'll just tell us what floor you're going

to, we'll push the button." The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words out. He was trying mightily to hold in belly laugh. The woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They reached down to help her up. Confused, she struggled to her feet. "When I told my friend here to hit the floor," said the average sized one, "I meant that he should

hit the elevator button for our floor I didn't mean for you to hit the floor, ma'am." He spoke genially. He bit his lip. It was obvious he was

having a hard time not laughing. The woman thought: My God, what a spectacle I've made of myself. She was too humiliated to speak.. She wanted

to blurt out an apology, but words failed her. But what would she say to these two respectable gentlemen for behaving as though they were going to rob her? She didn't know what to say. The three of them gathered up the

strewn quarters and refilled her bucket. When the elevator arrived at her floor they then insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not make it down the corridor. At her door they bid her a good evening. As she slipped into her room she could hear them roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator. The woman brushed herself off. She pulled herself together and went downstairs for dinner with her husband. The next morning flowers were delivered to her room - a dozen roses. Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred dollar bill. The card said: "Thanks for the best laugh we've had in years." It was signed:

Eddie Murphy

Michael Jordan


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Diane Amberg

What do you get if you cross an agnostic, a dyslexic and an insomniac?
Someone who lies awake all night wondering if there really is a dog.

Warph

Quote from: Diane Amberg on November 22, 2010, 04:16:58 PM
What do you get if you cross an agnostic, a dyslexic and an insomniac?
Someone who lies awake all night wondering if there really is a dog.


G-d will get you for that, Diane  :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

"Every once in a while I just have a compelling need to shoot my mouth off." 
--Warph

"If you don't have a sense of humor, you probably don't have any sense at all."
-- Warph

"A gun is like a parachute.  If you need one, and don't have one, you'll probably never need one again."

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