x_flow57
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| posted on 18/3/08 at 05:23 PM |
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The mailman
One Monday morning a mailman is walking the neighborhood on his usual route.
As he approaches one of the homes he sees Bob, the homeowner, coming out with a load of empty beer and liquor bottles.
"Wow Bob, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night, the mailman comments.
Bob, in obvious pain, replies "Actually we had it Saturday night. This is the first I have felt like moving since 4:00 am Sunday morning. We had
about fifteen couples from around the neighborhood over for some weekend fun and it got a bit wild. Hell, we got so drunk around midnight that we
started playing WHO AM I."
The mailman thinks a moment and says, "How do you play that?"
"Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time with a sheet covering us and only our "privates" showing through
a hole in the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is."
The mailman laughs and says, "Damn, I'm sorry I missed that.
"Probably a good thing you did," Bob responds. "Your name came up seven times....
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Mr Whippy
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| posted on 18/3/08 at 07:05 PM |
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Fame is when your old car is plastered all over the internet
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rusty nuts
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| posted on 18/3/08 at 07:49 PM |
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Made me chuckle. P.S. Good party game!
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donut
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| posted on 19/3/08 at 05:12 PM |
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Brilliant!
Andy
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/andywest1/
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