Posted on 08/26/2002 2:28:58 PM PDT by Sungirl
I never see a running joke thread in here....so I thought I'd start one since I received this great joke. Hope you will add on.....
There was a boy who worked in the produce section of the market. A man came in and asked to buy half a head of lettuce. The boy told him that they only sold whole heads of lettuce, but the man replied that he did not need a whole head, but only a half head. |
Our next song is "Angels We Have Heard Get High".
Don't let worry kill you -- let the church help.
Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our church and community.
For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.
Weight Watchers will meet a 7 p.m. at the First Presbyterian Church. Please use large double door at the side entrance.
Jean will be leading a weight-management series Wednesday nights. She's used the program herself and has been growing like crazy!
The rosebud on the altar this morning is to announce the birth of David Alan Belzer, the sin of Rev. and Mrs... Julius Belzer.
This afternoon there will be a meeting in the South and North ends of the church. Children will be baptized at both ends.
Tuesday at 4:00 p.m. there will be an ice cream social. All ladies giving milk will please come early.
This being Easter Sunday, we will ask Mrs. Lewis to come forward and lay an egg on the altar.
The service will close with Little Drops of Water. One of the ladies will start quietly and the rest of the congregation will join in.
Next Sunday a special collection will be taken to defray the cost of the new carpet. All those wishing to do something on the carpet should come forward and do so.
The ladies of the church have cast off clothing of every kind. They can be seen in the church basement Saturday.
Thursday night--Potluck supper. Prayer and medication to follow.
Eight new choir robes are currently needed, due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.
The senior choir invites any member of the congregation who enjoys sinning to join the choir.
At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be "What is Hell?" Come early and listen to our choir practice.
During the absence of our pastor, we enjoyed the rare privilege of hearing a good sermon when A. B. Doe supplied our pulpit.
The Rev. Adams spoke briefly, much to the delight of his audience.
The church is glad to have with us today as our guest minister the Rev. Shirley Green, who has Mrs. Green with him. After the service we request that all remain in the sanctuary for the Hanging of the Greens.
The eighth graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet" in the church basement on Friday at 7 p.m. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.
The 1991 Spring Council Retreat will be hell May 10 and 11
Pastor is on vacation. Massages can be given to church secretary.
Please join us as we show our support for Amy and Alan in preparing for the girth of their first child.
Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.
The Marine looked at the man and said, "Sir, Mr. Clinton is no longer president and no longer resides here.
"The old man said, "Okay," and walked away.
The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to the same Marine, "I would like to go in and meet with President Clinton." The Marine again told the man, "Sir, Mr.Clinton is no longer president and no longer resides here." The man thanked him and, again, just walked away.
The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very same U. S. Marine, saying "I would like to go in and meet with President Clinton." The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and said, "Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to speak to Mr. Clinton; I've told you already that Mr. Clinton is no longer the president and no longer resides here. Don't you understand?"
The old man looked at the Marine and said, "Oh, I understand. I just love hearing it." The Marine snapped to attention, saluted and said, "See you tomorrow, Sir!"
"Are there any women around this camp?" he asked one of his mates. "It's been a long time since I, uh,...you know...."
"Just wait til Saturday," was the response.
Finally Saturday rolled around and Lindh was woken up from a deep sleep by shouts and the sound of footsteps. He looked outside the tent and saw a herd of camels being ushered into the compound. Men from all directions were sprinting toward the animals and would grab one and start doin' the deed.
Suddenly he understood what was going on and asked a rebel why everyone was running. "After all," he said, "they're just camels."
"Yes, but you don't want to get stuck with an ugly one!"
..you move to a new neighborhood and after 3 months you know the streets better than your neighbor after 3 years.
..your shoes have more miles on them than your car does.
..you need a magnifying glass to see your name in the paper.
..you have chafing in strange places.
..people say, "You run three miles...at once?"
..you can spit while running.
..you go to a golf course to run.
..your temper is shorter that the distance that you ran.
..you combine phrases like "10 mile run" and "Easy Run" in the same breath.
..you can eat your weight in spaghetti.
..your highest heels are your training shoes.
..you debate the advantages of anti-perspirent vs. deoderant.
..you start the race in shorts and finish in a G-string.
..if you schedule dates around meets.
..you spend more on training clothes than school clothes.
..you wear those same training clothes to school regularly.
..your chest is as flat as your back.
..your Saturdays for the next 4 years are ruined.
..you have to run around in the shower to get wet.
..you were asked to be an extra for Schindler's List II.
..your favorite food group is carbohydrates.
..you can strip and change in a bus seat in less than 2 minutes.
..you have trouble benching the bar.
..when you do bad you get to play longer.
..you find yourself in the middle of a football player's joke.
..you are always hungry.
..you have no life besides running.
..your weekends are shot.
..you can sharpen an axe blade on your calves.
..the cafeteria ladies look good in the morning.
..you can maintain a 5:30 pace uphill while throwing up.
..you try to impress girls by saying you're a fast finisher.
..you are bankrolling your physical therapist's next vacation.
..your girlfriend can bench more than you.
..you own spandex in more than 1 color.
..you foam at the mouth everytime you see a big hill.
.."Chariots of Fire" is actually entertaining to you.
..You know the distance to and from work/the gym/the local taqueria down to the closest 100 yards.
..Talking about the color of your p!ss comes as natural as talking about the weather.
..You have no qualms about taking a Sharpee and writing all over a brand new pair of $80 shoes.
..You have no qualms about throwing out those same shoes only a month after buying them.
..You get a haircut before a race but not before a big date.
..Your feet look like you've spent 10 years in a Vietnamese POW camp.
..You eat 5 squares a day and limit snacking to 5 times a day too.
..You know how many grams of carbs there are in a banana.
..You wash your shorts in the shower.
..a football game has 12:57 remaining and all you think is that would be awesome if that was my 5k PR.
..you are from the US and you think in terms of meters not feet or yards
..all your white shirts have mud spots up the back of them
..while everyone is sleeping you are up running, and while everyone is awake you are sleeping
..you are up watching ESPN at 2am (when they actually show the race coverage)
..you know every PR you have ran at every distance, even your friends', teammates', and idols' PRs.. to the tenth of a second... not to mention of weeks back...but you have trouble remembering things like your phone number or your mom's birthday
..you have 5% bodyfat yet you don't live in Somalia
..you feel one second is a lot of time
..People are always asking if you're sick
..You're insulted when someone mentions how healthy you look
..You understand the speed limit signs in Canada
..You can name a person from Namibia, Djibouti and Zimbabwe
..You've said "she'd be one hell of a pole vaulter" at a strip club
..Your school notebooks are covered with split times
.."Forrest Gump" really p!ssed you off (like he wouldn't have gotten shin splints) HELL YEAH...
..You know more about the treadmills than anyone who works at the gym
..The doctor fell asleep during your stress test
..You buy a box of cereal for each day of the week
..On trips you gauge distance left by how many "long runs" it equals
..4 minutes is a sacred duration of time
I believe your list just about covers it!.......
......., you might be a Clinton
Great thread BTW!
Jesus is getting ready to start his ministry and needs a new cloak. He asks around to find out where to get the best deal on a good cloak. EVERYBODY tells him to go to Goldbloom's of Nazareth, so he does.
Jesus walks in and sees Goldbloom taking an order from another client. Goldbloom's wife Sarah and daughter Ester are weaving the cloth. His son Abraham is busily sewing away. When the other customer leaves, Jesus explains that he needs a cloak to start his ministry. Goldbloom takes his measurements and tells him that it will be five weeks. "But I'm leaving tomorrow," says Jesus.
"Look," says Goldbloom, "My wife and daughter are weaving, my son is sewing and I'm taking orders. It'll be five weeks. We have the best cloaks in Israel. Tell me where you'll be in five weeks and I'll send it to you." "OK, let me pay you now." "Pay me the next time you are in town, you have an honest face."
Five weeks later, Jesus is preaching when a HBS (Hebrew Package Service) delivery person comes up to him and asks him to sign for a package. Jesus signs and opens the package. Inside is the most beautiful, well made cloak he has ever seen. He tries it on and it fits perfectly. As he preachs around the Holy Land, everyone comes up to him and says, "Jesus, where did you get that great cloak?" Jesus says, "Goldbloom's of Nazareth."
Three month's later, Jesus is back in Nazareth and goes to pay Goldbloom for the cloak. Goldbloom says, "No way! I've got money coming in hand over fist and you want to pay for a cloak? Look, my wife and daughter aren't weaving. I have six girls to do the weaving. My son isn't sewing. He's studying Torah at Bethlehem U. I have three young men sewing in his place. I can barely take the orders. You are the best advertising I can imagine."
Jesus says, "It is a wonderful cloak. I feel bad about not paying for it." Goldbloom says, "I tell you what, we'll go into business together. I'll take the orders and make the cloaks, you do the advertising. We'll split the profits 50-50. We'll call it 'Goldbloom and Jesus'." Jesus thought a moment and said, "I'm better known, we should call it 'Jesus and Goldbloom.'" "Goldbloom and Jesus." "Jesus and Goldbloom." Back and forth, forth and back.
Finally Goldbloom shouts, "Wait, I've got it! We'll call it "Lord and Tailor."
A leap of faith does not mean bungee jumping with a Bible.
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
An old lady was somewhat lonely, and decided that she needed a pet to keep her company. So off to the pet shop she went. Forlornly, she searched. Nothing seemed to catch her interest, except this one ugly frog. As she walked by the barrel he was in, he looked up and winked at her! He whispered, "I'm lonely too, buy me and you won't be sorry." The old Lady figured, what the heck, as she hadn't found anything else. So, she bought the frog and went to her car. Driving down the road the frog whispered to her, "Kiss me, you won't be sorry." So, the old lady figured what the heck, and kissed the frog. Immediately the frog turned into an absolutely gorgeous, sexy, handsome, young prince. Then the prince kissed her back, and you know what the old lady turned into? come on, guess......... The first motel she could find. (She's old, not dead!)
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