Well, Good Morning, everyone....
Having a good weekend are ya?
A little chilly here, but a nice day....
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Pete want to go to McDonlds for breakfast?
I'll meet you there.....
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No wonder them eggs were so cheap I bought yesterday.....
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The bigger question is "what do mice come back as"?
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Mom, what are these critters?
they look weird......
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Is that all you got to do??
What about them mice in the kitchen??
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Strutting are ya........
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Arrrrr, It's not Halloween yet.....
And your to young for Rum!!
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Dog, meet Flipper.....Flipper meet Dog...
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The tables are turned Huh??
Don't forget the shovel.....
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On his way for some Bar-B-Ques....
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Made me Hungry...So I guess I'll have a sandwich too......
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~~ By the time you're eighty years old you've learned everything. You only have to remember it.
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seemed very pleased as he carried the package out the door.
To our surprise, the next day he was back with his purchase.
"What happened?" he replied,
"I realized that I had only one tree"
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~~ It was my first week of clinical on an oncology floor.
Our instructor had burned into our brains how important it was
to know everything about all of the drugs our patients were
taking I studied my patient's medication record and thought
I knew it all.
When I got report from the night nurse, she told me that my
patient was on Rumaire.
I didn't remember what Rumaire was for.
She again said that he was on Rumaire.
I told her that I hear her, but wasn't sure what that drug was for.
I asked if it was an asthma drug because it sounded like it might
be.
She just laughed, and said no, he is on room air, not on oxygen.
Boy, did I feel like an idiot. Of course, my classmates have yet
to let that one go.
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~~ Sign on a pamphlet-folding machine at a printing company:
Restricted area.
Violators will be folded!"
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~~ Sidewalks were treacherous after a heavy snowstorm
blanketed the University of Idaho campus.
Watching people slip and slide, I gingerly made my way to class.
Suddenly I found myself on a clean, snow-free section of
walkway.
This is weird, I thought... until I noticed that it was directly in
front of the College of Law building.
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~~ Such was James Whistler's arrogance that when his dog
developed a throat problem, the famous painter insisted upon
seeing London's most esteemed throat specialist,
rather than a simple vet.
Despite his embarrassment, the doctor dutifully agreed to see
the dog, prescribed a course of treatment,
suggested keeping the 'patient' under observation, and
charged Whistler a substantial fee.
A few days later, Whistler received an urgent message from the
doctor.
Concerned about his dog, Whistler raced over to see him.
Arriving at the doctor's office, the artist was cordially greeted
and the message explained: "Mr. Whistler, I have called you
here to ask you to paint my door."
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~~ The priest was wired for sound with a lapel mike,
and as he preached, he moved briskly about the platform,
jerking the mike cord as he went.
Then he moved to one side, getting wound up in the cord
and nearly tripping before jerking it again.
After several circles and jerks, a little girl in the third pew
leaned toward her mother and whispered,
"If he gets loose, will he hurt us?"
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~~ My mother, a master of guilt trips, showed me a photo of
herself waiting by a phone that never rings.
"Mom, I call all the time," I said.
"If you had an answering machine, you'd know."
Soon after, my brother installed one for her.
When I called the next time, I got her machine:
"If you are a salesperson, press one.
If you're a friend, press two.
If you're my daughter who never calls, press 911 because the
shock will probably give me a heart attack."
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~~ A customer called our rental store to ask about
rectangular tables.
I told him we had six-foot and eight-foot tables.
His response: "What's the difference?"
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~~ Driving with my two young boys to a funeral,
I tried to prepare them by talking about burial and what we
believe happens after death.
The boys behaved well during the service.
But at the grave site I discovered my explanations weren't
as thorough as I'd thought.
In a loud voice, my four-year-old asked,
"Dad, what's in the box?
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Todays Thought: Some cause happiness wherever they go. Others whenever they go.
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