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WEDNESDAY MORNING CHUCKLE

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WEDNESDAY MORNING CHUCKLE#1
Posted: 7/18/07 at 5:07am
The Reverend John Fluff was the pastor in a small town in
Ireland.

One day he was walking down the high street when he noticed a young lady of his congregation sitting in a pub drinking beer. The Reverend wasn't happy!

He walked through the open door of the pub and sat down next to
the woman. "Miss Fitzgerald," he said sternly. "This is no place for a member of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?"

"Sure," she said with a slur, obviously very drunk.

When Miss Fitzgerald stood up from the bar, she began to weave
back and forth. The Reverend realized that she'd had far too much to drink and grabbed her arms to steady her. When he did, they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor. After rolling around for a few moments, the Reverend wound up on top of Miss Fitzgerald, her skirt hiked up to her waist.

The pub landlord looked over and said, "Oy mate, we won't have
any of that carrying on in this pub."

The Reverend looked up at the landlord and said, "But you don't
understand, I'm Pastor Fluff."

The landlord nodded and said, "Ah well, if you're that far in, ye might as well finish."


"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment. Ralph Waldo Emerson
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re: WEDNESDAY MORNING CHUCKLE#2
Posted: 7/18/07 at 6:01am
*snickers*
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re: WEDNESDAY MORNING CHUCKLE#2
Posted: 7/18/07 at 6:15am
Hahaha!

I'm resisting an essay on innacuracies with the Protestant/Catholic divide in this joke, but still, good!
The rain we knew is a thing of the past -
deep-delving, dark, deliberate you would say
browsing on spire and bogland; but today
our sky-blue slates are steaming in the sun,
our yachts tinkling and dancing in the bay
like racehorses. We contemplate at last
shining windows, a future forbidden to no one.


Derek Mahon

"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets."

Arthur Miller
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re: WEDNESDAY MORNING CHUCKLE#3
Posted: 7/18/07 at 8:18am
Great one darling! MWAH
"All the while making faces like a baby platypus who forget to take some Beano before eating a chimichanga." FindingNamo in reference to Jessica Simpson's singing.
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re: WEDNESDAY MORNING CHUCKLE#4
Posted: 7/18/07 at 2:30pm
(getting out the Windex and paper towels)

Good one!
"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!"