A Groan-er

[Judy Harder]

A thief in Paris planned to steal some paintings from the Louvre.

After careful planning, he got past security, stole the paintings and made it safely to his van. However, he was captured only two blocks away when his van ran out of gas.

When asked how he could mastermind such a crime and make such an obvious error, he replied, "Monsieur, that is the reason I stole the paintings. I had no Monet to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh."

See if you have De Gaulle to send this on to someone else. I sent it to you because I figured I had nothing Toulouse.
Sorry I had to do this.........day has been to quiet........LOL........anyone else got a groaner?

[Diane Amberg]

    AHA! .....a professional!  Zee best kind of all.   I guess I'll have to make Lautrec all the way to Paris to beret you for that great joke. 

[Wilma]

When I stop giggling I am gong to applaud you girls.  Right now I can't.

[Diane Amberg]

 Gong? You gave us the gong?  I guess we deserved it.  Oops, I said I wouldn't do that anymore. Sorry

[Wilma]

So you caught another one of mine.  That's how hard I was giggling.  I couldn't see clearly.

[Diane Amberg]

 My husband is as bad as I am. I was reading Judy's fantastic joke to him and he wanted to know if the Louvre was the little house behind the art museum.

[Judy Harder]

Around here we call that a PORTinStorm  and if that doesn't help, there is always a tree somewhere.......

[Teresa]

I rear ended a car today!
As the driver got out I noticed he was a dwarf and he looked very upset. 
I got out of my car and asked if he was alright........
He just shouted at me 'I AM NOT HAPPY", and I said OK then, which one are you?