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Post by Bullhunter on Apr 19, 2014 13:40:04 GMT 9
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Post by Mark O on Apr 19, 2014 16:10:23 GMT 9
Thanks, Mark--for some reason Viper jocks and their attitudes (along with the Navy's Hornet Mafia and theirs) put me in mind of the old joke about the Rhino pilot who was hassling a BUFF about "anything you can do I can do better"... and getting his comeuppance when the B-52 crew accepts his challenge and proceeds to shut down two engines in midair. Uh, huh... A C-130 was lumbering along when a cocky F-16 flashed by. The jet jockey decided to show off.
The fighter jock told the C-130 pilot, 'watch this!' and promptly went into a barrel roll followed by a steep climb. He then finished with a sonic boom as he broke the sound barrier. The F-16 pilot asked the C-130 pilot what he thought of that?
The C-130 pilot said, 'That was impressive, but watch this!' The C-130 droned along for about 5 minutes and then the C-130 pilot came back on and said: 'What did you think of that?'
Puzzled, the F-16 pilot asked, 'What the heck did you do?'
The C-130 pilot chuckled. 'I stood up, stretched my legs, walked to the back, took a leak, then got a cup of coffee and a cinnamon roll.'
'Nuff said... It's all in good fun. (True, but all in good fun!!) -- By the way, when I was flying over Iraq the two, hardest aircraft to spot when we were notified by ATC -- or TCAS -- were the F-16s, and those damn drones. All eyes were outside the aircraft when we got those notifications. Sneaky little bastards!
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Post by LBer1568 on Apr 20, 2014 11:26:00 GMT 9
JUST BRITISH UNDERSTATEMENT
Travelling in France, a US Marine walked the entire length of a very crowded train looking for a seat before realising that the only one available was occupied by a well-dressed, middle-aged French woman's poodle.
The weary Marine asked: "Ma'am, may I please have that seat?"
The French woman just sniffed, and said to no one in particular: "Americans are so rude. My little Fifi is using that seat."
"Please Ma'am, may I sit down? I'm very tired?”
She snorted: "Not only are you Americans rude, you are also arrogant. Why should I care if you are tired?"
This time, the Marine didn't say a word, but simply picked up the little dog, tossed it out the train window, then sat down.
The woman shrieked, "Someone, defend my honour! This American needs to be put in his place!"
An English gentleman sitting opposite spoke up, "Sir, you Americans seem to have a penchant for doing the wrong thing. You hold your fork in the wrong hand and you drive your cars on the wrong side of the road. And now, sir, you seem to have thrown the wrong bitch out of the window."
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Post by Diamondback on Apr 20, 2014 13:29:35 GMT 9
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Post by Bullhunter on Apr 26, 2014 0:43:09 GMT 9
YES DIVORCE’S CAN BE VERY MESSY AND VINDICTIVE……..AND STINKY
On the first day, he sadly packed his belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, he had the movers come and collect his things.
On the third day, he sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining-room table, by candle-light; he put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.
When he'd finished, he went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimps dipped in caviar into the hollow center of the curtain rods.
He then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
On the fourth day, the wife came back with her new boyfriend, and at first all was bliss.
Then, slowly, the house began to smell.
They tried everything; cleaning, mopping, and airing-out the place.
Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned.
Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which time the two had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked! People stopped coming over to visit.
Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.
Finally, they couldn't take the stench any longer, and decided they had to move, but a month later - even though they'd cut their price in half - they couldn't find a buyer for such a stinky house.
Word got out, and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, unable to wait any longer for a purchaser, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
Then the ex-husband called the woman and asked how things were going. She told him the saga of the rotting house. He listened politely and said that he missed his old home terribly and would be willing to reduce his divorce settlement in exchange for having the house.
Knowing he could have no idea how bad the smell really was, she agreed on a price that was only 1/10 nth of what the house had been worth ... but only if he would sign the papers that very day.
He agreed, and within two hours her lawyers delivered the completed paperwork.
A week later the woman and her boyfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home ... and just to spite the ex-husband, they even took the curtain rods !!!
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU...?
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Post by Jim Scanlon (deceased) on Apr 30, 2014 1:03:00 GMT 9
From GFCL
Light Bulb
(Edited by GCFL. This version should apply no matter who the President is.)
Q: How many members of the current President's administration are needed to change a light bulb?
A: Nine
1. One to deny that a light bulb needs to be changed,
2. One to attack the patriotism of anyone who says the light bulb needs to be changed,
3. One to blame the previous President for burning out the light bulb,
4. One to tell the nations of the world that they are either for changing the light bulb or for darkness,
5. One to give a billion dollar no-bid contract to a government contractor for the new light bulb,
6. One to arrange a photograph of the current President, dressed as a janitor, standing on a step ladder under the banner: Light Bulb Change Accomplished,
7. One administration insider to resign and write a book documenting in detail how the current President was literally in the dark,
8. One to viciously smear #7,
9. And one surrogate to campaign on TV and at rallies on how the current President has had a strong light-bulb-changing policy all along.
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Post by LBer1568 on Apr 30, 2014 22:33:56 GMT 9
Here are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently humorous.... and
*1. Where there's a will, I want to be in it. *
*2. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on my list. *
*3. Since light travels faster than sound, some people appear bright until you hear them speak. *
*4. If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong. *
*5. We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public. *
*6. War does not determine who is right - only who is left. *
*7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit.... Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad. *
*8. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research. *
*9. I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you. *
*10. In filling out an application, where it says, 'In case of emergency, Notify:' I put 'DOCTOR'. *
*11. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy. (ever been to WALMART?) *
*12. You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice. *
*13. I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not so sure.... *
*14. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target. *
*15. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. *
*16. You're never too old to learn something stupid. *
*17. I'm supposed to respect my elders, but its getting harder and harder for me to find one now. *
*Spread the Laughter, Share the Cheer, Let's Be Happy While We're here!!*
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Post by Jim Scanlon (deceased) on May 12, 2014 8:31:53 GMT 9
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Post by Bullhunter on May 20, 2014 6:04:20 GMT 9
The Priest has a point with the type of senators and congressmen we have these days.
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Post by Jim on May 21, 2014 9:14:26 GMT 9
Ole was hunting geese up in the Minnesota woods.He leaned the old 16 gauge against the corner of the blind to take a leak. As luck would have it, his foolish dog Dawson knocked the gun over, it went off and Ole took most of an ounce of #4 in the groin.
Several hours later, lying in a Duluth hospital bed, he came to and there was his doctor, Sven. "Vell Ole, I got some good news and some bad news. Da good news is dat you are going to be OK. Da damage vas local to your groin, dere was very little internal damage, and I vas able to remove all of da buckshot."
"What's the bad news?", asks Ole. "The bad news is dat dere vas some pretty extensive buckshot damage done to your pecker. I'm going to have to refer you to my sister, Lena ."
"Well, I guess that isn't too bad," says Ole. "Is your sister a plastic surgeon?"
"Not exactly," Sven says. "She's a flute player in da Minneapolis Symphony Orchestra. And because all you have is Obamacare, She's going to teach you vhere to put your fingers, so you don't pee in your eye."
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Post by pat perry on May 21, 2014 10:12:53 GMT 9
Did you ever have "one of those days"? Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained, "It's the druggist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the phone.
I had to call multiple times before he would even answer the phone."
Immediately, the husband drove downtown to confront the druggist and demand an apology. Before he could say more than a word or two, the druggist told him, "Now, just a minute, listen to my side of it. This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, just to realize that I'd locked the house with both house and car keys inside and had to break a window to get my keys." "Then, driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket. Later, when I was about three blocks from the store, I had a flat tire." "When I finally got to the store a bunch of people were waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on these people, all the time the darn phone was ringing off the hook." He continued, "Then I had to break a roll of nickels against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I had to get down on my hands and knees to pick up the nickels and the phone was still ringing. When I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase with a bunch of perfume bottles on it. Half of them hit the floor and broke." "Meanwhile, the phone is still ringing with no let up, and I finally got back to answer it. It was your wife. She wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer. And believe me, mister, as God is my witness, all I did was tell her.
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Post by pat perry on May 22, 2014 2:24:32 GMT 9
A pirate walked into a bar, and the bartender said, "Hey, I haven't seen you in a while. What happened? You look terrible." "What do you mean?" said the pirate, "I feel fine." "What about the wooden leg? You didn't have that before." "Well," said the pirate, "We were in a battle, and I got hit with a cannon ball, but I'm fine now." The bartender replied, "Well, OK, but what about that hook? What happened to your hand?"The pirate explained, "We were in another battle. I boarded a ship and got into a sword fight. My hand was cut off. I got fitted with a hook but I'm fine, really." "What about that eye patch?" "Oh," said the pirate, "One day we were at sea, and a flock of birds flew over. I looked up, and one of them sh*t in my eye." "You're kidding," said the bartender. "You couldn't lose an eye just from bird sh*t." "It was my first day with the hook."
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Post by Jim Scanlon (deceased) on Jun 1, 2014 1:15:36 GMT 9
Bubba in Alabama Bubba went to Alabama on a football scholarship. He was a good running back, but a poor student. At graduation day, Bubba didn't have enough credits. But he was a great football star and the students held a rally and demanded the dean give him a diploma anyway. They were so insistent that the dean agreed if Bubba could answer one question correctly he would give him a diploma. The one question test was held in the auditorium and the students packed the place. It was standing room only. The dean was on the stage and told Bubba to come up. The dean had the diploma in his hand and said, "Bubba, if you can answer this question correctly I'll give you your diploma." Bubba said he was ready and the dean asked him the question. "Bubba," he said, "How much is three times seven?" Bubba looked up at the ceiling and then down at his shoes, just pondering the question. The students began chanting, "Graduate him anyway! Graduate him anyway!" Then Bubba held up his hand and the auditorium became silent. Bubba said, "I think I know the answer. Three times seven is twenty-one." A hush fell over the auditorium! And then the Alabama students began another chant, "Give him another chance! Give him another chance!"
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Post by pat perry on Jun 5, 2014 12:08:49 GMT 9
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Post by pat perry on Jun 5, 2014 12:18:44 GMT 9
This is not a joke but it will make you laugh. Pat P.
Joni Ernst, one-time hog castrator, is GOP's newest darling
Joni Ernest won the Republican primary for US Senate in Iowa and now has a chance to take a Democratic-held seat. With viral Internet ads, a compelling story, and good shooting aim, she's united the tea party and GOP establishment behind her.
www.csmonitor.com/USA/Elections/2014/0604/Joni-Ernst-one-time-hog-castrator-is-GOP-s-newest-darling-video
In a party eager to develop female talent, state Senator Ernst is a dream come true. Her campaign began to take off in March with a grabby ad touting her skill castrating hogs – and a desire to cut spending in Washington. The ad went viral on YouTube, and she never looked back.
In addition to her political experience as a state senator, Ernst also brings military credentials to the table. She is a lieutenant colonel in the Iowa Army National Guard and served in Iraq and Kuwait. And she rides a Harley-Davidson motorcycle.
After the pig ad, she produced another featuring a different kind of hog: She’s shown riding a Harley and using a handgun to take aim at Obamacare and wasteful spending.
"Conservative Joni Ernst: mom, farm girl, and a lieutenant colonel who carries more than just lipstick in her purse," says the voiceover, as Ernst walks into a shooting range and loads a gun. "Joni Ernst will take aim at wasteful spending. And when she sets her sights on Obamacare, Joni's going to unload."
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Post by Jim Scanlon (deceased) on Jun 5, 2014 12:43:03 GMT 9
This video looks like it was taken at the Elephant Fair in Surin, Thailand.
I wonder if the phone was under warranty, and if the warranty covered any damage, or cleaning and deodorizing?
I also wonder about the handler digging in the poop with his bare hands.
Seems like a stinky way to make a living.
Well, it shows that Elephants don't digest cell phones.
Jim Too
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Post by Jim Scanlon (deceased) on Jun 5, 2014 12:58:06 GMT 9
This is not a joke but it will make you laugh. Pat P.
Joni Ernst, one-time hog castrator, is GOP's newest darling
Joni Ernest won the Republican primary for US Senate in Iowa and now has a chance to take a Democratic-held seat. With viral Internet ads, a compelling story, and good shooting aim, she's united the tea party and GOP establishment behind her.
www.csmonitor.com/USA/Elections/2014/0604/Joni-Ernst-one-time-hog-castrator-is-GOP-s-newest-darling-video
In a party eager to develop female talent, state Senator Ernst is a dream come true. Her campaign began to take off in March with a grabby ad touting her skill castrating hogs – and a desire to cut spending in Washington. The ad went viral on YouTube, and she never looked back.
In addition to her political experience as a state senator, Ernst also brings military credentials to the table. She is a lieutenant colonel in the Iowa Army National Guard and served in Iraq and Kuwait. And she rides a Harley-Davidson motorcycle.
After the pig ad, she produced another featuring a different kind of hog: She’s shown riding a Harley and using a handgun to take aim at Obamacare and wasteful spending.
"Conservative Joni Ernst: mom, farm girl, and a lieutenant colonel who carries more than just lipstick in her purse," says the voiceover, as Ernst walks into a shooting range and loads a gun. "Joni Ernst will take aim at wasteful spending. And when she sets her sights on Obamacare, Joni's going to unload."
I wouldn't hesitate to vote for her, just for her ads, if for no other reason.
I wonder if she might tell Slimy Harry to watch his back, and don't stoop over when she has her "cutting knife" in her hand?
Oh, wait, Harry is already a Eunich in Soetoro's court.
Well, there are plenty of others who could have her childhood occupation used on them.
Jim Too
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Post by Bullhunter on Jun 8, 2014 7:53:28 GMT 9
Remember when the TI's at BMT used to yell about the knot-hole. Well I found one today in our firewood pile.
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Post by Bullhunter on Jun 9, 2014 7:56:41 GMT 9
A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.
The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbor
Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'
After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.
When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?'
'It was Bob the next door neighbor she replies.
'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'
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Post by Jeff Shannon on Jun 11, 2014 23:35:50 GMT 9
Running Doe A young Native American woman went to a doctor for her first ever physical exam. After checking all of her vitals and running the usual tests, the doctor said, “Well, Running Doe, you are in fine health. I could find no problems. I did notice one abnormality however.” “Oh, what is that, Doctor?” “Well, you have no nipples.” “None of the people in my tribe have nipples,” she replied. “That is amazing,” said the doctor. “I’d like to write this up for The South Dakota Journal of Medicine if you don’t mind. She said, “OK.” “First of all” asked the doctor, “how many people are in your tribe?” She answered, “Approximately 500.” “And what is the name of your tribe?” asked the doctor. Running Doe replied, “We’re called …
… The Indian Nippless Five Hundred!!!
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