tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80677202036144874122023-11-16T08:35:41.581-08:00Humor Addict ..wats so funny?A blog full of funny stories, jokes, pictures, videos...anything that will make your day! In return, you can make mine by contributing to the blog and adding your collection of humor for the world to see...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.comBlogger390125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-20402865272969329652012-03-01T04:21:00.001-08:002012-03-01T04:21:31.706-08:00The Secret to a Long Marriage<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">"For our 25th anniversary, I took her to Beijing, China."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The minister then said, "What a terrific example you are to all husbands, Pete."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Pete said, "I'm going to go get her."</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-29882104342096525002012-02-25T23:38:00.000-08:002012-02-25T23:38:08.264-08:00Humor Addict<a href="http://nokiaappwizard.com/app/483789">Humor Addict</a>: Humor Addict now on Nokia OVI store!! do check it out! :)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-2857955643528316162011-12-08T23:11:00.001-08:002011-12-08T23:12:28.181-08:00Golf...Oh No!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;">Arthur is 90 years old. He's played golf every day since his retirement 25 years ago. One day he arrives home looking downcast.<br /><br />"That's it," he tells his wife. "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has become so bad that once I hit the ball I couldn't see where it went."<br /><br />His wife sympathizes and makes him a cup of tea. As they sit down she says, "Why don't you take my brother with you and give it one more try."<br /><br />"That's no good" sighs Arthur, "your brother's a hundred and three. He can't help."<br /><br />"He may be a hundred and three", says the wife, "but his eyesight is perfect."<br /><br />So the next day Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law. He tees up, takes a mighty swing and squints down the fairway.<br /><br />He turns to the brother-in-law and says, "Did you see the ball?"<br /><br />"Of course I did!" replied the brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight".<br /><br />"Where did it go?" says Arthur.<br /><br />"I don't remember."</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-19498598527121591052011-11-21T05:48:00.001-08:002011-11-21T05:48:35.652-08:00hahaha...poor duck!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;">A circus owner walked into a bar to see everyone crowded about a table watching a little show. On the table was an upside down pot and a duck tap dancing on it. The circus owner was so impressed that he offered to buy the duck from its owner. After some wheeling and dealing, they settled for $10,000 for the duck and the pot.<br /><br />Three days later the circus owner runs back to the bar in anger, "Your duck is a ripoff! I put him on the pot before a whole audience, and he didn't dance a single step!"<br /><br />"So?" asked the ducks former owner, "did you remember to light the candle under the pot?"</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;">A wife asked her husband to describe her.<br /><br />He said, "You're A, <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1321370024_1">B, C</span>, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K."<br /><br />She said, "What does that mean?"<br /><br />He said, "Adorable, Beautiful, Cute, Delightful, Elegant, Foxy, Gorgeous Hot."<br /><br />She said, "Oh that's so lovely. What about I, J, K?"<br /><br />He said, "I'm Just Kidding"</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-13145603375594887372011-11-07T06:42:00.000-08:002011-11-07T06:42:19.201-08:00A bet is a bet...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;">A blonde and a redhead went to the bar after work for a drink, and sat on stools watching the 6 O'clock news. A man was shown threatening to jump from the <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1320676747_1">Brooklyn Bridge</span>, and the blonde bet the redhead $50 that he wouldn't jump.<br /><br />Sure enough, he jumped, so the blonde gave the redhead $50. The redhead said,<br />"I can't take this, you're my friend."<br /><br />But the blonde insisted saying, "No. A bet's a bet."<br /><br />Then the redhead said "Listen, I have to tell you that I saw this on the 5 O'clock news, so I can't take your money."<br /><br />The blonde replied "Well, so did I, but I didn't think he would jump again!"</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-71001077225861675032011-11-03T04:12:00.000-07:002011-11-03T04:12:19.138-07:00"cup of tea"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />> <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me. <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> I was maybe 2 1/2 years old. Someone had given me a little<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> 'tea set' as a gift and it was one of my favorite toys. <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> Daddy was in the living room en grossed in the evening news<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> yummy tea, my Mom came home.<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> a cup of tea for Daddy and she watches him drink it up. <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> Then she says, (as only a mother would know... :)<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> 'Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach<br style="line-height: 17px;" />> to get water is the toilet? <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> <br style="line-height: 17px;" />> </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-58099218081754559092011-11-02T06:23:00.001-07:002011-11-02T06:23:33.190-07:00birthday present...lol...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;">A man asked his wife, "What would you most like for your birthday?" She said, "I'd love to be ten again." On the morning of her birthday, he got her up bright and early and they went to a theme park. He put her on every ride in the park - the Death Slide, The Screaming Loop, the Wall of Fear. She had a go on every ride there was. She staggered out of the theme park five hours later, her head reeling and her stomach turning. Then off to a movie theater, popcorn, cola and sweets. At last she staggered home with her husband and collapsed into bed. Her husband leaned over and asked, "Well, dear, what was it like being ten again?" One eye opened and she groaned, "Actually, honey, I meant dress size!"</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-90607401035997367552011-10-30T08:36:00.001-07:002011-10-30T08:36:44.160-07:00bar joke!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;">There was this guy at a bar, just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half of an hour.<br /><br />Then, this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down. The poor man starts crying. The truck driver says, "Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man cry."<br /><br />"No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I go late to my office. My boss, outrageous, fires me. When I leave the building, to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police said that they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home, and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away."<br /><br />"I go home, and when I get there, I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this bar. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison."</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-4525508495531202422011-10-28T01:41:00.000-07:002011-10-28T01:41:35.934-07:009 Words Women Use<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"></span><br />
<pre style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New'; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; white-space: pre;">> 9 WORDS WOMEN USE
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> 1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when
> they are right and you need to shut up.
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> (2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a
> half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have
> just been given five more minutes to watch the game before
> helping around the house.
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> (3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means
> something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that
> begin with nothing usually end in fine.
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> (4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do
> It!
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> (5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal
> statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she
> thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her
> time standing here and arguing with you about nothing.
> (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)
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> (6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous
> statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means
> she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and
> when you will pay for your mistake.
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> (7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or
> Faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a
> clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a
> lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you
> at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' ... that
> will bring on a 'whatever').
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> (8) Whatever: Is a women's way of saying ____ YOU!
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> (9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous
> statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a
> man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This
> will later result in a man asking 'What's
> wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3. </pre>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-80633163752482818192011-10-27T05:10:00.001-07:002011-10-27T05:11:30.420-07:00Lawyer, Economist & Teacher<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;">A lawyer, an economist, and a teacher were going to the bathroom. The lawyer gets done, washes his hands, and then proceeds to use almost the entire roll of paper towels to dry his hands. He says "I was taught to be thorough." The economist gets done, washes his hands, but uses only one paper towel. He says "I was taught to be environmentally friendly." The teacher gets done and leaves without washing his hands. He says "I was taught not to piss on my hands."</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-26217393488478396882011-08-11T10:14:00.000-07:002011-08-11T10:14:48.574-07:00The Frog and the Psychic!Recently, the Psychic Hotline and Psychic Friends Network launched hotlines for frogs. Here is the story of one frog and his discussion with his psychic.<br />
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A frog telephones the Psychic Hotline and is told, "You are going to meet a beautiful young girl who will want to know everything about you."<br />
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The frog says, "This is great! Will I meet her at a party, or what?"<br />
"No," says the psychic. "Next semester in her biology class."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-40066253925570160942011-08-08T10:49:00.000-07:002011-08-08T10:49:53.323-07:00Slap the Chicken from Modern Family!<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEzMTI4MjU*OTI4NTkmcHQ9MTMxMjgyNTUwNDY3MSZwPTczMDM3MSZkPUFCQ19TRlBfTG9ja2VfRW1iZWRfVkQ1NTg5/MTU4X1NsYXB*aGVDaGlja2VuLSZnPTImbz1mNjEzYjI3MzRhZWE*NmVkODcwMzI2ODY*YWI3ZDgyNCZvZj*w.gif" /><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,124,0" width="426" height="260" id="ABCESNWID"><param name="movie" value="http://a.abc.com/media/_global/swf/embed/2.6.9/SFP_Walt.swf" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /><param name="flashvars" value="configUrl=http://a.abc.com/service/sfp/embedplayerconfig/id/&configId=406732&playlistId=PL5520996&clipId=VD5589158&showId=SH011581240000&gig_lt=1312825492859&gig_pt=1312825504671&gig_g=2" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><embed src="http://a.abc.com/media/_global/swf/embed/2.6.9/SFP_Walt.swf" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="426" height="260" flashvars="configUrl=http://a.abc.com/service/sfp/embedplayerconfig/id/&configId=406732&playlistId=PL5520996&clipId=VD5589158&showId=SH011581240000&gig_lt=1312825492859&gig_pt=1312825504671&gig_g=2" name="ABCESNWID"></embed></object>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-28409687983320917602011-07-26T04:25:00.003-07:002011-07-26T04:25:37.605-07:00What's Your Name?The manager of a large office noticed a new man one day and told him to come into his office. "What is your name?" Was the first thing the manager asked the new guy.<br />"John," the new guy replied.<br />The manager scowled, "Look, I don't know what kind of a mamby-pamby place you worked at before, but I don't call anyone by their first name. It breeds familiarity and that leads to a breakdown in authority. I refer to my employees by their last name only -- Smith, Jones, Baker -- that's all. I am to be referred to only as Mr. Robertson. Now that we got that straight, what is your last name?"<br />The new guy sighed and said, "Darling. My name is John Darling."<br />"Okay, John, the next thing I want to tell you is..."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-25161234939691024432011-07-04T06:17:00.000-07:002011-07-04T06:18:13.530-07:00Fireworks and the 4th of July!One year, Jim's family was having the "extended family Fourth of July cookout" at their home. One of the special treats that year was the lighting of the fireworks they had bought out of state, because they're illegal in their state, of course!<br />Just before they were to arrive, a cousin calls, saying his neighbor's plans had just fallen through and could they bring them along to the picnic. They even had extra food to bring.<br /><br />"Sure, the more the merrier!"<br /><br />Upon arrival and meeting their cousin's neighbor, it is discovered that he's a police officer. The father turns as innocently as he can to Jim and whispers to him to grab the paper bag of fireworks sitting in the kitchen and hide them somewhere quickly. Jim disappears and the father changes the topic to food for the day. This family had brought some chicken to grill, so the father tells them the gas grill is all set to use out back.<br /><br />"Just turn on the gas and push the ignition button with the lid still closed."<br />They head out to the back as Jim comes back in through the front door. The father hurries to him and says, "Whew, that was close! That man's a police officer and he almost saw the fireworks. Did you hide them real well?"<br /><br />"Oh, yeah, nobody will ever think to look in the grill!"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-10789575182754226432011-06-21T04:43:00.000-07:002011-06-21T04:44:57.924-07:00Talking Frog!A guy is taking a walk and sees a frog on the side of the road. As he comes closer, the frog starts to talk. "Kiss me and I will turn into a princess," it says.<br />The guy picks the frog up and puts it in his pocket. The frog starts shouting, "Hey! Didn't you hear me? I'm a princess. Just kiss me and I will be yours."<br />The guy takes the frog out of his pocket, smiles at it, and puts it back. The frog is really frustrated. "I don't get it. Why won't you kiss me? I will turn into a beautiful princess and do anything you ask."<br />The guy says, "Look, I'm a computer geek. I don't have time for girls. But a talking frog is cool!"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-87477966327263398232011-06-14T03:04:00.000-07:002011-06-14T03:05:25.094-07:00Got Bugs?My husband works as a service technician for a large exterminating company. <br /><br />One of the rules of the company is that he has to comfirm each appointment by phone the night before his service call to that household. <br /><br />One evening he made such a call, and when a man answered the phone, he said, "Hi, this is Gary from A to Z Pest Control Company. Your wife phoned us." <br /><br />There was a long silence, and then my husband heard the man on the other end say, "Honey, it's for you....someone wants to talk to you about your relatives."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-56122887493021860362011-06-09T01:13:00.000-07:002011-06-09T01:14:08.064-07:00English SchoolDonald MacDonald from Scotland went to study at an English university and was living in the hall of residence with all the other students there. After he had been there a month, his mother came to visit him (no doubt carrying reinforcements of tatties, salt herring, oatmeal and whisky). <br /><br />"And how do you find the English students, Donald?" she asked. <br /><br />"Mother," he replied, "they're such terrible, noisy people. The one on that side keeps banging his head on the wall and won't stop. The one on the other side screams and screams all night." <br /><br />"Oh Donald! How do you manage to put up with these awful noisy English neighbors?" <br /><br />"Mother, I do nothing. I just ignore them. I just stay here quietly, playing my bagpipes."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-73356665089314943512011-06-04T22:24:00.000-07:002011-06-04T22:25:11.505-07:00The Perfect ShotA guy stood over his tee shot for what seemed an eternity, looking up, looking down, measuring the distance, figuring the wind direction and speed, driving his partner nuts. <br /><br />Finally his exasperated partner says, "What the heck is taking so long? Hit the darned ball!" <br /><br />The guy answers, "My wife is up there watching me from the clubhouse. I want to make this a perfect shot." <br /><br />"Give me a break! You don't stand a snowball's chance of hitting her from here."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-61980979467760681482011-06-04T22:22:00.001-07:002011-06-04T22:23:15.862-07:00The Perfect WomanA young man finds the woman of his dreams and asks her to marry him. He tells his mother he wants her to meet his fiance, but he wants to make a bit of a game out of it. He says he'll bring the girl over with two other women and see if his mother can guess which is the one he wants to marry. His mother agrees to the game. <br /><br />That night, he shows up at his mother's house with three beautiful young ladies. They all sit down on the couch, and everyone has a wonderful evening talking and getting to know each other. <br /><br />At the end of the evening, the young man asks his mother, 'OK, Mom, which one is the woman I want to marry?' <br /><br />Without any hesitation at all, his mother replies, 'The one in the middle.' <br /><br />The young man is astounded. 'How in the world did you figure it out?' <br /><br />'Easy,' she says. 'I don't like her.'Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-17222206365169897152011-06-03T22:03:00.001-07:002011-06-03T22:04:10.478-07:00Time OffI urgently needed a few days off work, but I knew the boss would not allow me to take a leave. I thought that maybe if I acted a little "crazy," he would tell me to take a few days off.<br /><br />So, I hung upside down from the ceiling and made funny noises. My co-worker asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was pretending to be a light bulb so that the boss would think I was crazy and give me a few days off.<br /><br />A few minutes later, the boss came into the office and asked, "What are you doing"?<br /><br />I told him I was a light bulb.<br /><br />He said, "You are clearly stressed out. Go home and recuperate for a couple of days."<br /><br />I jumped down and walked out of the office.<br /><br />When my co-worker followed me, the boss said to her, "And where do you think you're going"?<br /><br />She said, "I'm going home too. I can't work in the dark!"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-73439746027290996392011-05-21T22:22:00.000-07:002011-05-21T22:24:05.000-07:00Important DatesBecause I had forgotten the dates for a number of my friends' and relatives' birthdays and anniversaries, I decided to compile a list on the computer and have the dates highlighted on screen when the machine was turned on. I went to a number of computer stores to find a software program that would do the job but had no luck at the first few. I finally found one where the clerk seemed experienced. <br /><br />"Can you recommend something that will remind me of birthdays and anniversaries?" I asked. <br /><br />"Have you tried a wife?" he replied.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-91895420476815664222011-05-19T01:15:00.001-07:002011-05-19T01:15:55.322-07:00Newlywed SurpriseThe newly wed wife said to her husband when he returned from work: "I have great news for you. Pretty soon we're going to be three in this house instead of two." <br /><br />The husband started glowing with happiness and kissing his wife said: "Oh darling, I'm the happiest man in the world." <br /><br />Then she said: "I'm glad that you feel this way because tomorrow morning my mother moves in with us."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-22562487680752348322011-05-15T12:29:00.001-07:002011-05-15T12:29:56.742-07:00women drivers!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_8T2SdJyGP_qDpB69foESYCjACHbhYrICJPN_qXcwHkWpzh4y93FGelConsWKY-iiNoMrDZmROjk7WajroJ4AU0Ad7le9FVT9Cwe7kaJYf820KDSZPgvUbV15YNbBrHovnR8G_pJywzpc/s1600/women_drivers%2521.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_8T2SdJyGP_qDpB69foESYCjACHbhYrICJPN_qXcwHkWpzh4y93FGelConsWKY-iiNoMrDZmROjk7WajroJ4AU0Ad7le9FVT9Cwe7kaJYf820KDSZPgvUbV15YNbBrHovnR8G_pJywzpc/s400/women_drivers%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607027266182556306" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8067720203614487412.post-67791698679643106402011-05-13T19:24:00.001-07:002011-05-13T19:25:02.442-07:00hahaha!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFHpBuNC5H06sWW-lLT7ZoRYAg-6d1PPUv18trLn2DjX9vroZmxJaOein-AXRMz45_5ksrCFIMTMJq_W0Ni6mPB9O2sF1guhqXNZZra4Ca1IbJVyi2LfgSSxzh6gMC05Qewu3qih-l1kbO/s1600/funny_smashed_car.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFHpBuNC5H06sWW-lLT7ZoRYAg-6d1PPUv18trLn2DjX9vroZmxJaOein-AXRMz45_5ksrCFIMTMJq_W0Ni6mPB9O2sF1guhqXNZZra4Ca1IbJVyi2LfgSSxzh6gMC05Qewu3qih-l1kbO/s400/funny_smashed_car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606392163370300146" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668178878443677234noreply@blogger.com0