With each post I write, I always include humor in the form of cartoons, my own writing at times, and lots of written jokes I find on the internet. Readers might think that if they ever met me, I would be quite the fellow for telling jokes, but you might be surprised to find out that I am not a joke teller, and so much so, that a joke never escapes my lips. I'm just not good at telling jokes (or listening to jokes) and have no interest at doing so. However depending on who you are, you might find me a little witty, though. If you are a serious person, I will likely reflect that, but if you have a wit about you, we'll probably get along just fine. I'm not much of a verbal storyteller either. I can pop out a few short ones if I feel comfortable enough, but that's about it. I'm probably just too sensitive for my own good. D'ya think:)) A FEW PICS AROUND THE PARK THIS MORNING
THE PARK'S OLD RED CANOE STILL RESTS AT THE SOUTH END OF THE PARK'S POND
| VINES HAVE DISTORTED THIS WILLOW TREE'S TRUNK OVER THE YEARS |
GROANER'S CORNER:(( The phone rang at the motor pool and an authoritative voice demanded to know how many vehicles were operational. Jim answered, ''We've got twelve trucks, ten utilities, three staff cars and that Bentley the fat-arsed colonel swanks around in.'' There was a stony silence for a second or two. ''Do you know who you are speaking to?'' ''No,'' said Paddy. ''It is the so-called fat-arsed colonel you so insubordinately referred to.'' ''Well, do you know who you are talking to?'' ''No,'' roared the colonel. ''Well thank goodness for that,'' said Paddy as he hung up the phone. WE STILL HAVE SOME COLOR IN THE PARK
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A: Hairy Potter.
- Sermon this morning: Jesus Walks on the Water. Sermon tonight: Searching for Jesus.
- Mrs. Wilson is having trouble sleeping and requests tapes of Pastor Jack's sermons.
- A letter to the members' fellowship reads: "All members are requested to bring their wives and one other covered dish to the annual banquet."
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Prisoner: Look here, doctor! You've already removed my spleen, tonsils, adenoids, and one of my kidneys. I only came to see if you could get me out of this place!
Doctor: I am, bit by bit.
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