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Fools, Moving

• A professor was walking along a very narrow street when he came face to face with a rival professor.
• The street was too narrow for two to pass.
• The rival, pulling himself up to his full height, said haughtily: “I never make way for fools!”
• Smiling, the professor stepped aside and said: “I always do.”
• Three men die in a car crash, and they find themselves at an orientation to enter heaven.
• They are all asked, “As your mortal remains lie below on Earth in your casket and friends and family are mourning upon you, what would you most like to hear them say about you?”
• The first guy says, “I would like to hear them say that I was a really great physician and healer, yet also a great family man.”
• The second guy says, “I would like to hear that I was a wonderful husband and school teacher who made a huge difference in our children of tomorrow.”
• The last guy replies, “I would like to hear them say……. LOOK!!! HE’S MOVING!!!!!”

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regards,
Yenny

The Truth About Men (finally):

1. The nice men are UGLY.
2. The handsome men are NOT nice.
3. The handsome and nice men are GAY.
4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are MARRIED.
5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have NO money.
6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money, THINK we are only after their money
7. The handsome men without money are AFTER our money.
8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, DON’T think we are beautiful enough
9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money are COWARDS
10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!
11. The men who never make the first move, automatically LOSE interest in us when we take the initiative.

NOW, WHO CAN POSSIBLY UNDERSTAND MEN ?
Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it’s our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you’d like to have dinner with.

SEND THIS TO SMART WOMEN WHO NEED A LAUGH AND TO THE GUYS YOU THINK CAN HANDLE

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EXCERPTS FROM A CAT’S DIARY

DAY 183
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

DAY 184
Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair …. must try this on their bed.

DAY 185
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was … Hmmm. Not working according to plan.

DAY 186
I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called “shampoo.” What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.

DAY 187
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call “beer”. More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of “allergies.” Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

DAY 188
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time.

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If you begin to live life looking for the God that is all around you,
every moment becomes a prayer.

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