Posted on 03/29/2009 7:41:27 PM PDT by A_cool_guy
I know some jokes, but I don't know any good political jokes!! Could everyone post some good jokes here?
Thanks,
A_cool_guy
Please! Keep me up on that. I’m interested to know who is chosen.
Oh, Then you may have met him there but you didn’t recognize him for who he was or will become.
Hi, Sion!
I played with a lot of kids in Casper but I’m sure we never got past the first name, if we got to that. It was such a small town, then. It seems everyone knew everyone.
Those were they days when kids could be kids!
And doors weren’t locked in the country, and the worst crime you had to worry about was someone stealing gas from your tank or fruit from your orchard.
Keep in mind, I wasn't exactly endorsing slavery, even if that character found it acceptable. I was describing a society "in transition".
Yeah, that's the ticket! A society in transition.
What character are you talking about and what is with the slavery talk?
Hi!
(Don’t ask him, Pippin! He writes books!)
My dad joined the Navy to become a navy chaplain when I was about 8. We were living in Port Townsend at the time where my dad was the pastor of a small Baptist church. We arrived in Alameda CA about the time of the Oakland riots. Part of the solution was of have the Black Panthers feed them breakfast and bus them to Alameda for school. This was very different from Port Townsend.
We used to shop at the commissary at Alameda. That is, when we weren’t going to Moffat Field.
I like the Bay Area then. I don’t think I would, now.
I’m off to see that Wynkyn, Blynkyn and Nod get off to their wooden shoe in safety.
See you tomorrow!
Ah, yes. He was called "The Children's Poet".
The Bay Are wasn’t (too) bad way back when I worked at Moffett Field. But today... no.
G’night.
I know, I have one of them.
Good Night, Face!
A Mother passing by her son’s bedroom was astonished to
see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
Then she saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to
‘Mom’ . With the worst premonition she opened the envelope with trembling
hands and read the letter.
Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with
my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you.
I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew
you would not approve of her because of all her piercing,tattoos, tight
motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older thanI am.
But it’s not only the passion...... Mom she’s pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a
stack of firewood for the whole winter.
We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn’t really hurt
anyone. We’ll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other
people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will
pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better.
She deserves it. Don’t worry Mom. I’m 15 and I know how to take care of myself.
Someday I’m sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know
your grandchildren.
Love, Your Son Jon
P. S. Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at Tommy’s house. I just
wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report
card that’s in my center desk drawer.
I love you.
P. P.S. Call me when it’s safe to come home
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