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How to call The Cops
George Phillips of Meridian, Mississippi was going up to bed when
his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the garden shed
which she could see from the bedroom window. George opened the back
door to go turn off the light but saw that there were people in the
shed stealing things. He phoned the police who asked, "Is someone
in your house?" and he said "No". Then they said that all patrols
were busy, and that he should simply lock his door and an officer
would be along when available. George said, "Okay," hung up, counted
to 30, and phoned the police again. "Hello, I just called you a few
seconds ago because there were people in my shed. Well, you don't
have to worry about them now because I've just shot them all." Then
he hung up. Within five minutes three police cars, an Armed Response
unit, and an ambulance showed up at the Phillips' residence and
caught the burglars red-handed. One of the Policemen said to George:
"I thought you said that you'd shot them!" George said, "I thought
you said there was nobody available!"
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> (True Story) I LOVE IT
CONCERNED
ABOUT TOO MANY CARBS IN YOUR DIET?
For those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final word on
nutrition and health.
It's a relief to know the truth
after all those conflicting
nutritional studies.
1. The Japanese eat very little fat
and suffer fewer heart attacks than
Americans.
2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat
and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
3. The Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart
attacks than Americans.
4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine and suffer fewer heart
attacks than Americans.
5. The Germans drink a lot of beers and eat lots of sausages and
fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
CONCLUSION
Eat and drink what you like. Speaking English is apparently what
kills you.
Hymns for Her
One Sunday a pastor told the congregation that the church needed
some extra money and asked the people to prayerfully consider giving
a little extra in the offering plate. He said that whoever gave the
most would be able to pick out three hymns.
After the offering plates were passed, the pastor glanced down and
noticed that someone had placed a $1,000 bill in offering. He was so
excited that he immediately shared his joy with his congregation and
said he'd like to personally thank the person who placed the money
in the plate.A very quiet, elderly and saintly lady all the way in
the back shyly raised her hand. The pastor asked her to come to the
front. Slowly she made her way to the pastor. He told her how
wonderful it was that she gave so much and in thanksgiving asked her
to pick out three hymns.
Her eyes brightened as she looked over the congregation, pointed to
the three handsomest men in the building and said, "I'll take him
and him and him." DO
NOT BRING PLANTS IN THE HOUSE DURING COLD WEATHER!!!
Never bring outdoor plants into
the house.
Garden Grass Snakes also known as Garter Snakes (Thamnophissirtalis)
can be dangerous. Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes.
Here's why.........
A couple in Sweetwater , Texas , had a lot of potted plants. During
a recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to
protect them
from a possible freeze.
It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in
one of the plants and when it had warmed up, it slithered out and
the wife saw it go under the sofa.
She let out a very loud scream! The husband (who was taking a
shower) ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem
was. She told him there was a snake under the sofa.
He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it.
About that time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the
behind. He thought the snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell
over on the floor.
His wife thought he had a heart attack, so she covered him up, told
him to lie still and called an ambulance..
The attendants rushed in, wouldn't listen to his protests and loaded
him on the stretcher and started carrying him out.
About that time the snake came out from under the sofa and the
Emergency Medical Technician saw it and dropped his end of the
stretcher. That's when the man broke his leg and why he is still in
the hospital.
The wife still had the problem of the snake in the house, so she
called on a neighbor man.
He volunteered to capture the snake. He armed himself with a
rolled-up newspaper and began poking under the couch. Soon he
decided it was gone
and told the woman, who sat down on the sofa in relief.
But while relaxing, her hand dangled in between the cushions, where
she felt the snake wriggling around. She screamed and fainted, the
snake rushed back under the sofa.
The neighbor man, seeing her lying there passed out, tried to use
CPR to revive her.
The neighbor's wife, who had just returned from shopping at the
grocery store, saw her husband's mouth on the woman's mouth and
slammed her husband in the back of the head with a bag of canned
goods, knocking him out and cutting his scalp to a point where it
needed stitches.
The noise woke the woman from her dead faint and she saw her
neighbor lying on the floor with his wife bending over him, so she
assumed that he had been bitten by the snake. She went to the
kitchen and got a small bottle of whiskey, and began pouring it down
the man's throat.
By now the police had arrived. They saw the unconscious man, smelled
the whiskey, and assumed that a drunken fight had occurred. They
were about to arrest them all, when the women tried to explain how
it all happened over a little green snake.
The police called an ambulance, which took away the neighbor and his
sobbing wife.
The little snake again crawled out from under the sofa. One of the
policemen drew his gun and fired at it.
He missed the snake and hit the leg of the end table. The table fell
over and the lamp on it shattered and as the bulb broke it started a
fire in the drapes. The other policeman tried to beat out the
flames, and fell through the window into the yard on top of the
family dog who, startled, jumped out and raced into the street,
where an oncoming car swerved to avoid it and smashed into the
parked police car.
Meanwhile, the burning drapes, were seen by the neighbors who called
the fire department. The firemen had started raising the fire truck
ladder when they were halfway down the street.
The rising ladder tore out the overhead wires and put out the
electricity and disconnected the telephones in a ten-square city
block area (but they did get the house fire out).
Time passed! Both men were discharged from the hospital, the house
was repaired, the dog came home, the police acquired a new car, and
all was right with their world.
A while later they were watching TV and the weatherman announced a
cold snap for that night. The wife asked her husband if he thought
they should bring in their plants for the night.
That's when he shot her.
Dear Wife I'm writing you this letter to tell you that
I'm leaving you for good.
I've been a good man to you for seven years, and I have nothing to
show
for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to
tell me that you had quit your job today, and that was the last
straw.
Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had gotten a
new
hair cut, cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair
of
silk boxers. You came home and ate in two minutes, then went
straight
to sleep after watching all your soaps. You don't tell me you love
me
anymore, you don't want to have sex anymore or anything. Either your
cheating on me or you don't love me anymore. Whatever the case is,
I'm
gone.
Your EX-Husband
P.S. Don't try to find me. Your SISTER and I are moving away to West
Virginia together! Have a great life!
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Dear Ex-Husband:
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true
that
you and I have been married for seven years, although a good man is
a
far cry from what you've been.
I watch my soaps so much because they drown out your constant
whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work. I did notice when
you got a hair cut last week. The first thing that came to mind was,
"you look just like a girl!" but my mother raised me not to say
anything it you can't say anything nice. And when you cooked my
favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY SISTER,
because I stopped eating steak seven years ago.
I turned away from you when you had those silk boxers on because the
price tag was still on them. I prayed that it was a coincidence that
my
sister had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning...and
your
silk boxers were $49.99.
After all of this I still loved you and felt that we could work it
out. So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten million
dollars, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica . But
when I got home you were gone. Everything happens for a reason I
guess.
I hope you have a fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said
with your letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from me. So
take care.
Signed,
Rich and Free!
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Bobbi, my sister, was
born Robert. I hope that's not a problem.
The Husband Store!
A store that sells husbands has just opened in New York City, Where
a woman
may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance
is a
description of how the store operates. You may visit the store ONLY
ONCE!
There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the
shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch . . .you may
choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a
floor,
but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!
So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband.
On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.
The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 -These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.
The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 -
These men have jobs, love the Lord, love, kids, and are extremely
good looking.
"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.
She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-
dead
good looking and help with the housework.
"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"
Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-
dead
gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic
streak.
She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the
sign
reads:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012th to this floor. There are no
men
on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that woman are
impossible
to please.
Thank you! for shopping at the Husband Store. Watch your step as you
exit
the building, and have a nice day!
NORTH CAROLINA IS
R-E-A-L-L-Y DRY..... HOW DRY IS IT??!!
It's so dry in North Carolina that the
Baptists
are starting to baptize by sprinkling,
the
Methodists are giving out wet-wipes,
the
Presbyterians are giving out rain checks,
and the
Catholics are
praying for the
wine to turn back into water!
Now that is DRY!!!!!!
Democrat, Republican
or Red Neck?
Here is a little test
that will help you decide.
You're walking down a deserted street with your wife and
two small children.
Suddenly, an Islamic terrorist with a huge knife comes
around the
Corner, locks eyes with you, screams obscenities,
Praises Allah, raises the knife, and charges at you.
You are carrying a Glock cal 40, and you are an expert
shot.
You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your
family.
What do you do?
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Democrat's Answer:
Well, that's not enough information to answer the
question!
Does the man look poor! Or oppressed?
Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him
to attack?
Could we run away?
What does my wife think? What about the kids?
Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the
knife out of
His Hand?
What does the law say about this situation?
Does the Glock have appropriate safety built into it?
Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind
Of message does this send to society and to my children?
Is it possible he'd be happy with just killing me?
Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be
content just to wound me?
If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my
Family get away while he was stabbing me?
Should I call 9-1-1 ?
Why is this street so deserted?
We need to raise taxes, have a paint and weed day and
make this a happier,
Healthier street that would discourage such behavior.
This is all so confusing!
I need to discuss with some friends over a latte and try
to come to a consensus.
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Republican's Answer:
BANG!
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Redneck's Answer:
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Click....
(sounds of reloading)
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Click ....
Daughter: "Nice grouping, Daddy! Were those the
Winchester Silver Tips or Hollow Points?"
Son: "You got him, Pop! Can I shoot the next one?"
Wife: "You are not taking that to the taxidermist!"
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