LITTLE DID WE KNOW

It was one year ago today, while Kelly was in London's University Hospital, that the head liver transplant surgeon came into Kelly's room to tell her that, because of her severely weakened overall condition, she was being removed from the liver transplant list.  Her last hope, the one she had fought so valiantly for the past ten years, was gone.   It was a very sad phone conversation we had that day.  I couldn't be there with her because the ward she was in had a covid lockdown, and visitors were not allowed on the floor.  Little did we know that her stay in University Hospital this time would be her last.

Al's Music Box:: Ebb Tide by Pat Boone

GROANER'S CORNER:(( In a certain suburban neighborhood, there were two brothers, 8 and 10 years old, who were exceedingly mischievous. Whatever went wrong in the neighborhood, it nearly always turned out they had had a hand in it. Their parents were at their wits' end trying to control them and after hearing about a priest nearby who worked with delinquent boys, the mother suggested to the father that they ask the priest to talk to them.  The mother went to the priest and made her request. He agreed, but said he wanted to see the younger boy first and alone. So the mother sent him to the priest.  The priest sat the boy down across from the huge, impressive desk he sat behind. For about five minutes, they just sat and stared at each other. Finally, the priest pointed his forefinger at the boy and asked, "Where is God?"  The boy looked under the desk, in the corners of the room, all around, but said nothing.  Again, louder, the priest pointed at the boy and asked, "Where is God?"  Again the boy looked all around but said nothing. A third time, in a louder, firmer voice, the priest leaned far across the desk and put his forefinger almost to the boy's nose, and asked, "Where is God?"  The boy panicked and ran all the way home. Finding his older brother, he dragged him upstairs to their room and into the closet, where they usually plotted their mischief and quickly said, "We are in big trouble!"  The older boy asked, "What do you mean, big trouble?"  His brother replied, "God is missing and they think we did it!"

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- How do you get down off an elephant?
You don't, you get down off a goose.

- Why are elephants always so broke?  They work for peanuts.

- What do you call an elephant that doesn't matter?  Irrelephant.

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Father: Son, today is your exam. If you fail, that's it, don't ever call me your father again. Got it?
Son: Okay dad! I'll do my best!
After the exam..
Father: So, how's the exam?
Son: Sorry Sir, do I know you?

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Researchers for the Massachusetts Turnpike Authority found over 200 dead crows near Boston recently, and there was concern that they may have died from Avian Flu.  A Bird Pathologist examined the remains of all the crows, and, to everyone's relief, confirmed the problem was definitely NOT Avian Flu. The cause of death appeared to be vehicular impacts.  However, during the detailed analysis, it was noted that varying colors of paint appeared on the bird's beaks and claws.  By analyzing these paint residues, it was determined that 98% of the crows had been killed by impact with trucks, while only 2% were killed by an impact with a car.  MTA then hired an Ornithological Behaviorist to determine if there was a cause for the disproportionate percentages of truck kills versus car kills.  He very quickly concluded the cause: When crows eat road kill, they always have a look-out crow in a nearby tree to warn of impending danger.  They discovered that while all the lookout crows could shout “Cah”, not a single one could shout “Truck.”
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