Sunday, 5 February 2017

More or less on time.





On time partly because the printer has run out of ink, and the new cartridge which I thought was full turned out to be an old used one. Very annoying! The lesson is to store the old ones which await recycling in a different box from the unused ones. However, all that was put on one side because I had a problem with my leg - the one with the new hip. Wednesday it was VERY painful, so I got a telephone appointment with the GP who listened for a few minutes and then told me to come and see him the following day. Tests for DVT and arthritis in the knee proved negative, as far as you can without much more exploration, so it was off to the hospital that afternoon for a "hot" x-ray. I had never heard of that before, but it is there for urgent cases, apparently, and I arrived, was seen immediately, and told after a few minutes that  the seemed to be nothing untoward. Now it is a blood test to check for inflammation. after which there will be more for pinched femoral nerves, or sciatica. All very annoying, as I have a hotel booked for next weekend in Dorset, to see Neil and family, and on the 26 February we are due to go to Cyprus for three weeks, and I shall have to report all this to the holiday insurers. My guess is that they will say something like they will pay for the abortive holiday, but they will not cover me at all if I do not go. Ho Hum. But if I do go there will be no March Blog.

Had to miss a number of things I particularly wanted to go to as a result, e.g. the bi-annual class reunion with the chaps I went to school with, and an organ recital at the festival hall. I think it is a marvellous instrument, and enables one man (or woman) to make a magnificent sound. Go to http://my.mail.ru/mail/nik4441/video/2323/3969.html to see what you can do just using the pedals.

Otherwise January was pretty devoid of excitement. Apart from some unwonted activity in the USA. All very problematical, as I see today that Trump’s approval rating has grown a lot since he started to throw his weight about. And he was democratically, although not by a majority of those voting. I must look up and find out exactly what the electoral college is, apart from a legal (in USA) method of skewing the outcome of a democratic election.

Went to see La La Land on the day it came out. I really cannot see what all the fuss is about. Not in my book a memorable film – I couldn’t whistle any of the songs after I came out of the cinema. I think the problem is that it started life as a film and then moved on, presumably to a stage production, and it is the first to do it that way round.

Nothing more at this stage. Have a good February – or what there is left of it!

Clive
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IT IS UNWISE TO JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS...

At a wedding ceremony, the pastor asked if anyone had anything to say concerning the union of the bride and groom: it was their time to stand up and talk, or forever hold their peace.

The moment of utter silence was broken by a young beautiful woman carrying a baby.   She started walking toward the pastor slowly....
Everything quickly turned to chaos.

The bride slapped the groom.
The groom's mother fainted.
The groomsmen started giving each other looks, wondering how best to help save the situation.

The pastor hesitantly asked the woman, "Can you tell us why you came forward? What do you have to say?"

The woman replied, "We can't hear in the back of the church."

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THE DANGERS OF BRITISH HIGHWAY CAR-JACKING!


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A petrol station owner in Dublin was trying to increase his sales, so he put up a sign that read, 'Free Sex with Fill-Up!'

Paddy pulled in, filled his tank and asked for his free sex. The owner told him to pick a number from 1 to 10. 
If he guessed correctly, he would get his free sex. 

Paddy guessed 8, and the proprietor said, "You were close. The number was 7. Sorry. No sex this time." 

A week later, Paddy, along with his friend Mick, pulled in for another fill-up. Again he asked for his free sex. 
The proprietor again gave him the same story, and asked him to guess the correct number.

Paddy guessed 2. The proprietor said, "Sorry, it was 3. You were close, but no free sex this time." 

As they were driving away, Mick said to Paddy, "I think that game is rigged and he doesn't really give away free sex at all." 

Paddy replied, "No, no, it's genuine enough Mick. Me wife won twice last week."

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I had the following from John, for which I am grateful:

 What a waste of talent!

After seven years of medical training and hard work, my very good friend has been struck off after one minor indiscretion and I think it's outrageous. He slept with one of his patients and now can no longer work in the profession that he loves. What a waste of time, training and money. 

A genuinely nice guy and a brilliant vet.

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The waiter


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After his exam the doctor asked the elderly man: "You appear to be in good health. Do you have any medical concerns you would like to ask me about?"
"In fact, I do," said the old man. "After I have sex with my wife, I
am usually cold and chilly, and then, after I have sex with her the
second time, I am usually hot and sweaty."

Later, after examining the man's elderly wife, the doctor said:
"Everything appears to be fine. Do you have any medical concerns that you would like to discuss with me?"
She replied that she had no questions or concerns.

The doctor then said to her: "Your husband had an unusual concern. He claims that he is usually cold and chilly after having sex with you the first time, and then hot and sweaty after the second time. Do you know why?"

"Oh that crazy old fart," she replied. "That's because the first time is usually in January and the second time is in August.

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I want one of these!


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This is one of the cleverest E-mails I've received in a while. Someone out there must be deadly at Scrabble.

PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER

DESPERATION:
When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS

DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM

SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME

ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS:
When you rearrange the letters:
ALAS! NO MORE Z'S

A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
I'M A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE


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A dog lover, whose female dog came "in heat," was concerned about keeping it and her male separated. But she had a large house and she believed that she could keep the two dogs apart.

However, as she was drifting off to sleep, she heard awful howling and moaning sounds. She rushed downstairs and found the dogs locked together and unable to disengage, as frequently happens when dogs mate.

Unable to separate them, and perplexed as to what to do next, although it was very late at night, she called her vet, who answered in a very grumpy voice.

After she explained the problem to him, the vet said, "Hang up the phone and place it down alongside the dogs.

I will then call you back and the noise of the ringing will make the male lose his erection and he will be able to withdraw."

"Do you think that will work?" she asked.

"Just worked for me." he replied.

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Bless the Australians and their sense of humour.

These were posted on an Australian tourism website, and the answers are the actual responses by the website officials, who obviously have a great sense of humour (not to mention a low tolerance threshold for cretins!)
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Q:Does it ever get windy in Australia? I have never seen it rain on TV, how do the plants grow? (UK).
A: We import all plants fully grown, and then just sit around watching them die.
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Q:Will I be able to see kangaroos in the street? (USA)
A: Depends how much you've been drinking.
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Q:I want to walk from Perth to Sydney - can I follow the railroad tracks? (Sweden)
A: Sure, it's only three thousand miles. Take lots of water.
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Q:Are there any ATMs (cash machines) in Australia? Can you send me a list of them in Brisbane, Cairns, Townsville and Hervey Bay? ( UK )
A: What did your last slave die of?
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Q:Can you give me some information about hippo racing in Australia ? (USA)
A: Af-ri-ca is the big triangle shaped continent south of Europe .
Aust-ra-lia is that big island in the middle of the Pacific which does not ...
Oh, forget it. Sure, the hippo racing is every Tuesday night in Kings Cross. Come naked.
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Q:Which direction is North in Australia ? (USA)
A: Face south, and then turn 180 degrees. Contact us when you get here and we'll send the rest of the directions.
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Q:Can I bring cutlery into Australia ? (UK)
A: Why? Just use your fingers like we do.
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Q:Can you send me the Vienna Boys' Choir schedule? (USA)
A: Aus-tri-a is that quaint little country bordering Ger-man-y, which is ...
Oh, forget it. Sure, the Vienna Boys Choir plays every Tuesday night in Kings Cross, straight after the hippo races. Come naked.
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Q:Can I wear high heels in Australia ? (UK)
A: You are a British politician, right?
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Q:Are there supermarkets in Sydney and is milk available all year round? (Germany)
A: No, we are a peaceful civilization of vegan hunter/gatherers. Milk is illegal.
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Q:Please send a list of all doctors in Australia who can Dispense rattlesnake serum. (USA)
A: Rattlesnakes live in A-mer-ica, which is where YOU come from. All Australian snakes are perfectly harmless, can be safely handled, and make good pets.
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Q:I have a question about a famous animal in Australia, but I forget its name. It's a kind of bear and lives in trees. (USA)
A: It's called a Drop Bear. They are so called because they drop out of gum trees and eat the brains of anyone walking underneath them.
You can scare them off by spraying yourself with human urine before you go out walking.
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Q:I have developed a new product that is the fountain of youth. Can you tell me where I can sell it in Australia? (USA )
A: Anywhere significant numbers of Americans gather.
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Q:Do you celebrate Christmas in Australia? (France)
A: Only at Christmas.
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Q:Will I be able to speak English most places I go? (USA)
A: Yes, but you'll have to learn it first.


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I Miss Bill 

It doesn’t matter what party you belong to this is good natured political humour from  a show on Canadian TV, where a black comedian said he misses Bill Clinton.    

"Yep, that's right - I miss Bill Clinton!” 

*He was the closest thing we ever got to having a real black man as President.   

*He played the sax. 

*He smoked weed.  

*He had his way with ugly white women.  

*Even now?  Look at him ... his wife works, and he doesn’t!  
And, he gets a check from the government every month.    

*Manufacturers announced today that they will be stocking America’s shelves this week with “Clinton Soup," in honour of one of the nations' distinguished men.  It consists primarily of a weenie in hot water.   

*Chrysler Corporation is adding a new car to its line to honour Bill Clinton. The Dodge Drafter will be built in Canada.   

*When asked what he thought about foreign affairs, Clinton replied,   "I don't know, I never had one.”  

*The Clinton revised judicial oath: 
“I solemnly swear to tell the truth as I know it, the whole truth as I believe it to be,  and nothing but what I think you need to know.”  

*Clinton will be recorded in history as the only President to have sex in the Oval Office between the Bushes. 

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They're back! Those wonderful Church Bulletins! Thank God for the
church ladies with typewriters. These sentences actually appeared in
church bulletins or were announced at church services:


The Fasting & Prayer Conference includes meals.

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Scouts are saving aluminium cans, bottles and other items to be
recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.

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The sermon this morning: 'Jesus Walks on the Water' The sermon
tonight: ‘Searching for Jesus'

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Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of
those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.

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Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.

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Miss Charlene Mason sang 'I will not pass this way again,' giving
obvious pleasure to the congregation.

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For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a
nursery downstairs.

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Next Thursday there will be try-outs for the choir. They need all the
help they can get.

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Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the
church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.

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A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall.
Music will follow.

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At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be 'What Is
Hell?' Come early and listen to our choir practice.

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Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of
several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.

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Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased
person you want remembered.

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The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment
and gracious hostility.

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Pot-luck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.

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The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They
may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon.
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This evening at 7 PM there will be a hymn singing in the park across
from the Church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.

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The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the Congregation would
lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next                                                          Sunday.

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Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use
the back door.

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The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the
Church basement Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend
this tragedy.

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Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church.
Please use large double door at the side entrance.

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And this one just about sums them all up ...

The Associate Minister unveiled the church's new campaign slogan last Sunday:
'I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours!'

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Sunday, 1 January 2017

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU

Not only Happy but also Healthy and Prosperous.

Shorter blog than usual, but that is because not only was I late last month, but we have had Christmas hols when everything seems to shut down - even fraternal communications!



Let’s start with the best cracker joke this Christmas:

Q.        What do you call Santa’s Little Helpers?

A.        Subordinate Clauses

December was not a bad month, all things considered. I had an extra scan to check my chest after spending most of 2015 coughing. It was sorted by April last year, and was found, strangely, to be the result of acid reflux from my stomach. Given the current size of that organ, I suppose it is not surprising that there are some side effects, but I had had no symptoms apart from the cough, but they now want to keep an eye on me. Results are promised some time this month, but we shall see. In the meantime I can still swim a kilometre without getting puffed, so the bellows are working tolerably well, all things considered.

The shops now seem to be in permanent sale mode, and I usually take no notice of this, but we did manage to buy four hundred quid’s worth of Dyson battery-driven vacuum cleaner for two hundred. It is an amazing thing, can be used as a push-about or a very light hand-held one but either way you get a huge performance. Not really my scene, but Sonia needs all the labour-saving devices going, given the running around that she has to do for me.

Went to a fabulous party last night – got in after 0230 hours, drank two pints of water and went to bed. Rose like a lark this morning feeling fit for anything. The explanation is good quality red wine, not mixed with anything else all evening – and remembering the water!

December results in our road trying to copy Cayman in Christmas lights terms – it is quite spectacular, but there is only one picture on the net at http://www.tonbridgelions.co.uk/christmas-lights.html and it does not do the road justice. The film of the Tonbridge Christmas Festival which Rotary and Lions jointly organised is better – go to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxDE044iuo8 for 5 minutes of mayhem.

We spent Christmas in Weymouth, of all places. There was a deal going at the Best Western Hotel there of which we took advantage, and took the Dorset Grenyers out to lunch on Christmas Day. Very pleasant. We had three nights there, and than came home. In the meantime the Dulwich Grenyers took themselves off to Dubai, Borneo and Kuala Lumpur for Christmas, and got back on the 29th, and the next day drove to the West Country for New year. However, jet-lag caught up with them and they did not make midnight on the 31st. Not really surprising.

That’s about it for now. A selection of the last few week’s post follows, starting with an explanation of the reasons why we do certain things. Thanks to David for this:

Hope this explains why friends forward jokes.
I've never thought of it this way before.
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got Closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" 
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have Some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveller asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned Back toward the road and continued the way He had been going with his dog. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.  There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, Come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveller Gestured to the dog. "There should be a bowl by the pump," said the man. They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveller filled the water bowl and took a long Drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
"What do you call this place?" the traveller asked.  "This is Heaven," he answered.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveller said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'"
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."
So-o-o-o. Now you see, sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding stuff to us without writing a word. Maybe this will explain it.
When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do?  You forward emails! When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep contact, you forward jokes!
When you have something to say, but don't know what, and don't know how . . . . You forward stuff!
A 'forward' lets you know that . . .
. . . You are still remembered,
. . . You are still important,
. . . You are still cared for.
So, next time if you get a 'forward', don't think that you've been sent just another forwarded joke, But that you've been thought of today And your friend on the other end of your computer Wanted to send you a smile.
You are welcome at my water bowl anytime !! So here's to keeping in touch . . .
Even if it means only forwarding on an email .
Or writing a blog.
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An Engineer dies and goes to Hell. Dissatisfied with the level of comfort, he starts designing and building improvements. After a while, Hell has air conditioning, flush toilets and escalators. The engineer is a pretty popular guy.

One day God calls and asks Satan, "So, how's it going down there?"

Satan says, "Hey things are going great. We've got air conditioning and flush toilets and escalators, and there's no telling what this engineer is going to come up with next."

God is horrified. "What? You've got an engineer? That's a mistake - he should never have gone down there! You know all engineers go to Heaven. Send him up here! "

Satan says, "No way. I like having an engineer on the staff. I'm keeping him."

God says, "Send him back up here or I'll sue."

"Yeah, right," Satan laughs, "and where are you going to get a lawyer?"

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THE DONKEY, THE POLICE AND FATHER O'MALLEY
Father O'Malley rose from his bed one morning. It was a fine Spring day in his new Parish.   He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside.
He then noticed there was.........a donkey lying dead in the middle of his front lawn!   He promptly called the local Police Station.
The conversation went like this:  "Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones, how might I help you?"   "And the rest of the day te yerself, this is Father O'Malley at St.Ann's Catholic Church.   There's a donkey lying dead in me front lawn....and would you be so kind as to send a couple o' yer lads to take care of the matter?"
Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit, and recognising the Irish accent, thought he would have a little fun with the good father, replied, "Weeeel now Father, it was always my impression that YOU people took care of the last rites!"....
There was dead silence on the line for a brief moment before Father O'Malley replied, " Aye, 'tis certainly true: but WE are also obliged to notify the next of kin first - which is the reason for me call”.

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The legal profession is populated by people with a variety of regional and class backgrounds, pointed out Gary Slapper. And accents and pronunciation have sometimes prevented perfect mutual understanding.
Rarer, however, are incidents when pronunciation has been understood but disfavoured by a lawyer and quickly condemned.
FE Smith, the sardonic barrister, controversial Conservative MP, and legal reformer who became Lord Birkenhead, the lord chancellor (1919-22), was once asked for some medical advice by JH Thomas, the Labour Party leader, at a Buckingham Palace garden party.
To the question "Birken'ead, what do you recommend for bad 'eadache?", the lord chancellor replied: "I'd suggest a couple of aspirates."

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A Doctor was addressing a large audience in Tampa ...
“The material we put into our stomachs is enough to have killed most of us sitting here, years ago.
Red meat is awful.  Soft drinks corrode your stomach lining.  Chinese food is loaded with MSG.
High fat diets can be disastrous, and none of us realizes the long-term harm caused by the germs in our drinking water.  However, there is one thing that’s the most dangerous of all and we all have eaten, or will eat it.
Can anyone here tell me what food it is that causes the most grief and suffering for years after eating it?”
After several seconds of quiet, a 75-year-old man in the front row raised his hand, and softly said, “Wedding Cake.”

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Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower, shows up at the Country Club with a breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy 25-year-old blonde-haired woman who knocks everyone's socks off with her youthful sex appeal and charm and who hangs over Bob’s arm and listens intently to his every word.
His buddies at the club are all aghast.  At their very first chance, they corner him and ask, “Bob, how’d you get the trophy girlfriend?”  Bob replied, “Girlfriend?  She's my wife!”  They’re knocked over, but continue to ask:  “So, how'd you persuade her to marry you?”  “I lied about my age,” Bob replied.  “What?  Did you tell her you were only 50?”
Bob smiled and said, “No, I told her I was 90.”

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Groups of Americans were travelling by tour bus through Switzerland .As they stopped at a cheese farm, a young guide led them through the process of cheese making, explaining that goat's milk was used.  She showed the group a lovely hillside where many goats were grazing.

“These,” she explained, “are the older goats put out to pasture when they no longer produce.”  She then asked, “What do you do in America with your old goats?”

A spry old gentleman answered, “They send us on bus tours!”

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For old married guys only!!
I couldn't help but overhear two guys in their mid-twenties while sitting at the bar last night.
One of the guys says to his buddy: "Man you look tired.”
His buddy says , “Man I'm exhausted. My girlfriend and I have sex all the time. She's after me 3 and 4 times a day, I just don't know what to do."
A fellow about my age (70+), sitting a couple of stools down, also overheard the conversation.
He looked over at the two young men and with the wisdom of years says:
"Marry her. That'll put a stop to that shit."
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One buzz word in today's business world is MARKETING.
However, people often ask for a simple explanation of "Marketing."
Well, here it is:


* You're a woman and you see a handsome guy at a party. You go up to him and say, "I'm fantastic in bed."

That's Direct Marketing.


* You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a handsome guy. One of your friends goes up to him and, pointing at you, says, "She's fantastic in bed."

That's Advertising.


* You see a handsome guy at a party. You go up to him and get his telephone number. The next day you call and say, "Hi, I'm fantastic in bed."

That's Telemarketing.


* You see a guy at a party; you straighten your dress. You walk up to him and pour him a drink. You say, "May I?" and reach up to straighten his tie, brushing your breast lightly against his arm, and then say, "By the way, I'm fantastic in bed."

That's Public Relations.


* You're at a party and see a handsome guy. He walks up to you and says, "I hear you're fantastic in bed."

That's Brand Recognition.


*You're at a party and see a handsome guy. He fancies you, but you talk him into going home with your friend.

That's a Sales Rep.

* Your friend can't satisfy him so he calls you.

That's Tech Support.


* You're on your way to a party when you realize that there could be handsome men in all these houses you're passing, so you climb onto the roof of one situated towards the center and shout at the top of your lungs, "I'm fantastic in bed!"

That's Facebook.


* You are at a party; this attractive older man walks up to you and grabs your ass.

That's Donald Trump.


* You didn't mind it, but twenty years later your attorney decides you were offended and you are awarded a settlement.

That's America !

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And the only link this month:

Click on link below. Very different.


TTFN