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bjburnout

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The pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers.

A lady stood and walked to the podium. She said, “I have a praise. Two months ago, my husband Tom had a terrible bicycle wreck, and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn’t know if they could help him.”

You could hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain that Tom must have experienced.

“Tom was unable to hold me or the children,” she went on, “and every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation, and it turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom’s scrotum and wrap wire around it to hold it in place.”

Again the men in the congregation were unnerved and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery performed on Tom.

“Now,” she announced in a quavering voice, “thank the Lord Tom is out of the hospital, and the doctors say that with time his scrotum should recover completely.”

All the men sighed with relief. The pastor rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say.

A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.

He said “I’m Tom.” The entire congregation held its breath… “I just want to tell my wife that the word is sternum.”
 

oldskydog

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Due to my time alone, I finished three books yesterday. And believe me, that's a lot of coloring.

What did our parents do to kill boredom before the internet? I asked my 26 brothers and sisters and they didn't know either.


I tried donating blood today...NEVER AGAIN! Too many stupid questions:
Who's blood is it? Where did you get it from? Why is it in a bucket


There's nothing scarier than that split second when you lose your balance in the shower and you think, "They are going to find me naked."

Today, I melted an ice cube with my mind just by staring at it. It took a lot longer than I thought it would.


Struggling to get your wife's attention? Just sit down and look comfortable.


Just sold my homing pigeon on eBay for the 22nd time.


I grew up with Steve Jobs, Johnny Cash and Bob Hope. Now there's no jobs, no cash, and no hope. Please don't let anything happen to Kevin Bacon.


Shout-out to everyone who can still remember their childhood phone number but can't remember the password they created yesterday. You are my people.


One minute you're young and fun. And next, you're turning down the stereo in your car to see better.


Think you're old and you will be old. Think you are young, and you will be delusional.

When I offer to wash your back in the shower, all you have to say is 'yes' or 'no'.
Not all this "Who are you and how did you get in here?" nonsense.

Not in jail, not in a mental hospital, not in a grave—I'd say I'm having a good day.
 

Murphdog

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From Cecil,
"Shout-out to everyone who can still remember their childhood phone number but can't remember the password they created yesterday. You are my people." My Mom still has it. I know its been the same since at least 1966. The prefix has changed once and I think its getting ready to change again.
Jeff
 

bjburnout

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A southern gentleman from Baton Rouge went to Las Vegas for a holiday. Sitting in a cocktail lounge and sipping on some bourbon, he beckoned the waitress and said quietly, "Miss, y'all sure are a luvly, luvly lady.
Can ah persuade y'all to give me a piece of ass?"
"Wow, that's the most direct proposition I've ever had!" gasped the girl.

Flattered, she looked around the room, smiled, and replied, "Sure, why not? You're an attractive guy, too, and it's pretty slow here right now, so why don't we just slip away up to your room?"

When they returned half an hour later, the man sat down at the same table. The waitress smiled at him and asked politely, "Will there be anything else?"

"Why, yes, " replied the southern gentleman.
"Ah sure 'preciate what y'all just did for me. It was real sweet and right neighbourly of y'all.

But where ah come from in Louisiana, we lahk our bourbon real cold, so ah still need a piece of ass for mah drink."
 
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