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  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/17/2011 12:15:17 AM PDT · 816 of 1,732
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  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/13/2011 8:30:16 PM PDT · 647 of 1,732
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    COFFEE/COCOA TOGETHER

    If you decide not to close this... Be sure you forward it so that the coffee will continue to pour. We can pretend we are sharing a good cup of coffee/cocoa while enjoying... Good Morning Blessings.... If it stops with you, then the blessing will disappear. The blessing will only keep working if it is continuously passed around. If you are a recipient of a blessing, Keep the blessing working being the source of blessing to other people.

    This morning when I awoke And saw the sun above, I softly said, ‘Good morning, Lord, Bless everyone I love’ Right away I thought of you and said a loving prayer, That He would bless you specially, And keep you free from care. I thought of all the happiness a day could hold in store, I wished it all for you
    because no one deserves it more.

    I felt so warm and good inside, My heart was all aglow. I know God heard my prayers for you, He hears them all, you know.

    You have two choices. Smile and close this page Or pass this along To someone else to
    spread the good feelings. I know that I did! When you reach the end of your rope ...

    You will find the hem of His garment.’

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/13/2011 8:11:58 PM PDT · 646 of 1,732
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    DEAD DUCK

    Woman brings a duck to the vet. Vet says, “Your duck is dead.” Woman says, “Are you sure?”

    “Yes”

    “How can you be sure? You’ve done no tests.”

    Vet brings in a Labrador Retriever which sniffs the duck and shakes his head. Next, a cat which sniffs the bird and shakes it’s head. Vet says, “Sorry, but as I said your duck is dead.” Vet hands the woman a bill.

    She cries, “$820 to tell me my duck is dead!”

    “If you had taken my work for it the bill would be $20 but Lab reports and Cat scans cost extra.”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/13/2011 7:49:31 PM PDT · 643 of 1,732
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    “”THE TOP 31 THINGS YOU WILL NEVER HEAR A SOUTHERN BOY SAY:
    SOUTHERN BOY SAY:

    31. When I retire, I’m movin’ north.
    30. Oh I just couldn’t, she’s only sixteen.
    29. I’ll take Shakespeare for 1000, Alex.
    28. Duct tape won’t fix that.
    27. Come to think of it, I’ll have a Heineken
    26. We don’t keep firearms in this house.
    25. You can’t feed that to the dog.
    24. No kids in the back of the pickup, it’s just not safe.
    23. Wrestling is fake.
    22. We’re vegetarians
    21. Do you think my gut is too big?
    20. I’ll have grapefruit and grapes instead of biscuits and gravy.
    19. Honey, we don’t need another dog.
    18. Who gives a damn who won the Civil War?
    17. Give me the small bag of pork rinds.
    16. Too many deer heads detract from the decor.
    15. I just couldn’t find a thing at Wal-Mart today.
    14. Trim the fat off that steak.
    13. Cappuccino tastes better than espresso.
    12. The tires on that truck are too big.
    11. I’ve got it all on the C: DRIVE.
    10. Unsweetened tea tastes better.
    9. My fiance, Bobbie Jo, is registered at Tiffany’s.
    8. I’ve got two cases of Zima for the Super Bowl.
    7. Checkmate
    6. She’s too young to be wearing a bikini.
    5. Hey, here’s an episode of “Hee Haw” that we haven’t seen.
    4. I don’t have a favorite college team.
    3. You Guys.
    2. Those shorts really ought to be a little longer, Betty Mae.
    AND THE NUMBER ONE THING THAT YOU WILL NEVER HEAR A SOUTHERN BOY SAY:
    1. Nope, no more for me. I’m driving!
    ONE ADDITIONAL THING YOU WON’T HEAR A SOUTHERN BOY SAY ON THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 8TH....

    “Honey will you change the channel from the opening game of the NFL to Obama’s speech on Jobs!!!!

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/13/2011 7:24:54 PM PDT · 640 of 1,732
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    How To Give A Cat A Pill

    If you have ever tried to give a cat a pill you know how difficult it is. The following instructions are fool proof!

    1. Pick up the cat and cradle it in the crook of your left arm
    as if holding a baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either
    side of cat’s mouth and gently apply pressure to cheeks while
    holding pill in right hand. As cat opens mouth, pop pill into mouth.
    Allow cat to close mouth and swallow.

    2. Retrieve pill from floor and cat from under chair. Cradle cat in left arm and repeat process.

    3. Retrieve cat from bedroom and throw soggy pill away.

    4. Take a new pill from foil wrap. Cradle cat in left arm holding rear paws tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten.

    5. Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call spouse in from garden.

    6. Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between the knees. Holding front and rear paws, ignore low growls emitted by cat. Get spouse to hold cat’s head firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler
    into mouth. Drop pill down ruler and rub cat’s throat vigorously.

    7. Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap. Make a note to buy a new ruler and repair curtains. Carefully sweep shattered figurines from hearth and set aside for gluing later.

    8. Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with it’s head just visible from beneath spouse’s armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force cat’s mouth open with pencil and blow down straw.

    9. Check label to make sure that pill is not harmful to humans. Drink glass of water to take taste away. Apply band-aid to spouse’s forearm and remove blood from carpet with cold water and soap.

    10.Retrieve cat from neighbor’s shed. Get another pill. Place cat in cupboard and close door onto neck to leave head showing. Force mouth open with spoon, flick pill down throat with elastic band.

    11. Fetch screwdriver from garage and put door back on hinges. Apply cold compress to cheek and check records for last tetanus shot. throw t-shirt away and fetch new one from bedroom.

    12. Call the fire department to retrieve cat from tree across the road. Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid cat. Take last pill from foil wrap.

    13. Tie cat’s front paws to rear paws with garden twine and bind tightly to leg of dining room table. Find heavy duty pruning gloves from garage. Force cat’s mouth open with small trowel. Push pill into mouth followed} by large piece of fillet steak. Hold head vertically and pour 1/2 pint of water down throat to wash pill down.

    14. Get spouse to drive you to emergency room. Sit quietly while doctor stitches finger and forearm and removes pill remnants from right eye. Stop by furniture store on the way home to order a new table.

    15. Arrange for vet to make housecall.

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/12/2011 9:36:46 PM PDT · 614 of 1,732
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    THINGS TO PONDER

    "To the world you might be one person, but to one person you might be the world."

    "Going to church does not make you a Christian anymore than going to MacDonald's makes you a hamburger."

    "Real friends are those who, when you feel you've made a fool of yourself, don't feel you've done a permanent job."

    "I don't have to attend every argument I'm invited to."

    "Lead your life so you won't be ashamed to sell the family parrot to the town gossip."

    "People gather bundles of sticks to build bridges they never cross."

    "Life is 10% of what happens to you, and 90% of what you make of it."

    "Life is like an onion; you peel off one layer at a time and sometimes you weep."

    "Learn from the mistakes of others. You can't live long enough to make them all yourself."

    "Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/12/2011 9:15:06 PM PDT · 613 of 1,732
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    College Graduation

    Both sides of our family turned out for my wife’s college graduation. After the dean finished awarding all the diploma’s, he requested, “Will all the ‘cum laudes’ please stand up?”

    My mother-in-law leaned over and whispered, “Wow! The Cum Laude family sure has a lot of kids!”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/12/2011 9:12:37 PM PDT · 612 of 1,732
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    England’s West Country is known for its charming cottage- like shops. While visiting the area, my friend peered in through one window to see shelf upon shelf of interesting- looking books. So she went inside.

    A woman appeared though a beaded curtain and asked, “Can I help you?”

    “No, just browsing,” said my friend.

    “Fine,” came the reply. “But so you know, around here most people knock before entering someone’s home.”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/12/2011 9:08:55 PM PDT · 611 of 1,732
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    Here’s a Plan

    About 2 years ago my wife and I were on a cruise through the western Mediterranean aboard a Princess ship. At dinner we noticed an elderly lady sitting alone along the rail of the grand stairway in the main dining room. I also noticed that all the staff, ships officers, waiters, busboys, etc., all seemed very familiar with this lady. I asked our waiter who the lady was, expecting to be told she owned the line, but he said he only knew that she had been on board for the last four cruises, back to back.

    As we left the dining room one evening I caught her eye and stopped to say hello. We chatted and I said, “I understand you’ve been on this ship for the last four cruises.” She replied, “Yes, that’s true.” I stated, “I don’t understand” and she replied, without a pause, “It’s cheaper than a nursing home.”

    So, there will be no nursing home in my future. When I get old and feeble, I am going to get on a Princess Cruise Ship. The average cost for a nursing home is $200 per day. I have checked on reservations at Princess and I can get a long term discount and senior discount price of $135 per day. That leaves $65 a day for:

    1. Gratuities which will only be $10 per day.

    2. I will have as many as 10 meals a day if I can waddle to the restaurant, or I can have room service (which means I can have breakfast in bed every day of the week).

    3. Princess has as many as three swimming pools, a workout room, free washers and dryers, and shows every night.

    4. They have free toothpaste and razors, and free soap and shampoo.

    5. They will even treat you like a customer, not a patient. An extra $5 worth of tips will have the entire staff scrambling to help you.

    6. I will get to meet new people every 7 or 14 days.

    7. T.V. broken? Light bulb need changing? Need to have the mattress replaced? No Problem! They will fix everything and apologize for your inconvenience.

    8. Clean sheets and towels every day, and you don’t even have to ask for them.

    9. If you fall in the nursing home and break a hip you are on Medicare; if you fall and break a hip on the Princess ship they will upgrade you to a suite for the rest of your life.

    Now hold on for the best! Do you want to see South America, the Panama Canal, Tahiti, Australia, New Zealand, Asia, or name where you want to go? Princess will have a ship ready to go. So don’t look for me in a nursing home, just call shore to ship.

    P.S. And don’t forget, when you die, they just dump you over the side at no charge.

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:26:25 PM PDT · 582 of 1,732
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    The Widow at the Farmhouse

    Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They loaded up Jack’s station-wagon and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. They pulled into a nearby farmhouse and asked the attractive lady of the house if they could spend the night.

    “I’m recently widowed,” she explained, “and I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.”

    “Not to worry,” Jack said, “we’ll be happy to sleep in the barn.”

    Nine months later, Jack got a letter from the widow’s attorney. He called up his friend Bob and said, “Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow at the farm we stayed at?”

    “Yes, I do.”

    “Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and visit with her?”

    “Yes, I have to admit that I did.”

    “Did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your name?”

    Bob’s face turns red and he said, “Yeah, I’m afraid I did.”

    “Well, thanks! She just died and left me everything!”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:24:01 PM PDT · 581 of 1,732
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    Nerd Overpopulation

    This truck driver hauling a tractor-trailer load of computers stops for a beer. As he approaches the bar he sees a big sign on the door saying “Nerds Not Allowed - Enter At Your Own Risk!” He goes in and sits down.

    The bartender comes over to him, sniffs, says, “You smell kind of nerdy. What do you do for a living?”

    The truck driver says, “I drive a truck, and the smell is just from the computers I am hauling.”

    The bartender says, “Okay, truck drivers are not nerds.” and serves him a beer. As he is sipping his beer, a skinny guy walks in with tape around his glasses, a pocket protector with twelve kinds of pens and pencils, and a belt at least a foot too long. The bartender, without saying a word, pulls out a shotgun and blows the guy away.

    The truck driver said, totally shocked, “Why did you do that?”

    The bartender said, “Not to worry, the nerds are overpopulating Silicon Valley and are in season now. You don’t even need a license.”

    The truck driver finishes his beer, gets back in his truck, and heads back onto the freeway. Suddenly he veers to avoid an accident, and the load shifts. The back door breaks open and computers spill out all over the freeway. He jumps out and sees a crowd already forming, grabbing up the computers. They are all engineers, accountants and programmers wearing the nerdiest clothes he has ever seen.

    He can’t let them steal his whole load. So, remembering what happened in the bar, he pulls out his gun and starts blasting away, felling several of them instantly. A highway patrol officer comes zooming up and jumps out of the car screaming at him to stop.

    The truck driver said, “What’s wrong? I thought nerds were in season.”

    “Well, sure,” said the patrolman. “But you can’t bait ‘em.”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:21:35 PM PDT · 580 of 1,732
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    Funeral Comments

    Three friends die in a car accident and they go to an orientation in heaven. They are all asked, “When you are in your casket and friends and family are mourning you, what would you like to hear them say about you?

    The first guy says,”I would like to hear them say that I was a great doctor of my time, and a great family man.”

    The second guy says, “I would like to hear that I was a wonderful husband and school teacher which made a huge difference in our children of tomorrow.

    The last guy replies, “I would like to hear them say ... Look, He’s Moving!

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:16:28 PM PDT · 579 of 1,732
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    Little Johnny sat playing in the garden.

    When his mother came out to collect him, she saw that he was slowly eating a worm.

    She turned pale. “No, Johnny! Stop! That’s horrible! You can’t eat worms!”

    Trying to convince him further she noted, “Now the mother worm is looking all over for her nice baby worm.”

    “No, she isn’t,” said Johnny.

    “How do you know she’s not?” said the mother.

    “Because I ate her first!” answered Little Johnny.

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:14:28 PM PDT · 577 of 1,732
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    Entertaining Guests

    After dinner one evening a the president was entertaining their house guest by playing the piano.

    At one point he turned to the visitor, a fat conservative talk show host, and said, “I understand you love music.”

    “Yes,” murmured the guest politely. “But never you mind. Keep right on playing ...”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:13:19 PM PDT · 576 of 1,732
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    Divorce

    An elderly man in Phoenix calls his son in New York and says, “I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.”

    “Pop, what are you talking about?” the son screams.

    “We can’t stand the sight of each other any longer,” the old man says. “We’re sick of each other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her,” and he hangs up.

    Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. “They’re not getting divorced if I have anything to do about it,” she shouts, “I’ll take care of this.”

    She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at the old man, “You are NOT getting divorced. Don’t do a single thing until I get there. I’m calling my brother back, and we’ll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?” and hangs up.

    The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife and says, “Okay, they’re coming for Thanksgiving...now what do we tell them for Christmas?”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:11:55 PM PDT · 575 of 1,732
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    Man On His Deathbed

    As he lay on his deathbed, the man confided to his wife, “I cannot die without telling you the truth. I cheated on you throughout our whole marriage. All those nights when I told you I was working late, I was with other women. And not just one woman either, but I’ve slept with dozens of them.”

    His wife looked at him calmly and said, “Why do you think I gave you the poison?”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:09:59 PM PDT · 573 of 1,732
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    “I just had a dream about it ...”

    A young woman was taking an afternoon nap. After she woke up, she told her husband, “I just dreamed that you gave me a pearl necklace for Valentine’s Day. What do you think it means?”

    “You’ll know tonight,” he said.

    That evening, the man came home with a small package and gave it to his wife. Delighted, she opened it—only to find a book entitled “The Meaning of Dreams.”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:08:38 PM PDT · 572 of 1,732
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    What it REALLY means

    “I can’t find it,” REALLY MEANS, “It didn’t fall into my outstretched hands, so I’m completely clueless.”

    “That’s women’s work,” REALLY MEANS, “It’s dirty, difficult and thankless.”

    “Will you marry me?” REALLY MEANS, “Both my roommates have moved out, I can’t find the washer, and there is no more peanut butter.”

    “It’s a guy thing,” REALLY MEANS, “There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical.”

    “Can I help with dinner?” REALLY MEANS, “Why isn’t it already on the table?”

    “It would take too long to explain, “REALLY MEANS, “I have no idea how it works.”

    “I’m getting more exercise lately,” REALLY MEANS, “The batteries in the remote are dead.”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:05:47 PM PDT · 570 of 1,732
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    Three’s a Crowd

    The newlywed wife said to her husband when he returned from work, “I have great news for you. Pretty soon, we’re going to be three in this house instead of two.”

    Her husband ran to her with a smile on his face and delight in his eyes.

    He was glowing of happiness and kissing his wife when she said, “I’m glad that you feel this way since tomorrow morning, my mother moves in with us.”

  • Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2011

    09/11/2011 1:01:25 PM PDT · 569 of 1,732
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    Taxing Flag

    A visitor from Holland was chatting with his American friend and was jokingly explaining about the red, white and blue in the Netherlands flag. “Our flag symbolizes our taxes,” he said. “We get red when we talk about them, white when we get our tax bill, and blue after we pay them.”

    “That’s the same with us,” the American said, “only we see stars, too.”