she decided to take a picture 
She decided she'd "let them eat cake!"
 
she decided to take a picture of the hostess cutting into the cake 
and having the toliet paper dangle........................

she watched as the hostess gave her four year old a piece of cake and the child saying, Mommy, I'm sorry -I swear I didn't do it!

All it takes is a bit of wicked imaginination!

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----- Original Message ----
From: Kendall D. Corbett <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask]
Sent: Tuesday, October 23, 2007 3:17:31 PM
Subject: Re: a little humor

OK, I heard this one just this afternoon...

A woman has just moved to the deep south, and wanted desperately to fit in
with her new church.  The church was having a bake sale so she wanted to
bake the perfect cake.  All she had on hand was an angel food cake mix, so
she baked it, and it was gorgeous, until her daughter came home from school
and slammed the door as she was taking it out of the oven.  Of course, the
cake fell.  She had about an hour before she had to have it at the church,
so she asked her daughter to bring her something (anything!) to fill the
hole.  Her daughter brough her a roll of toilet paper, which fit the hole
well, so she covered it with frosting, and the cake again looked beautiful.
She sent her daughter to the church with the cake and $50 to buy the cake
back, thinking that no one would pay that much for a cake.  Her daughter
came home terrified, because she'd been outbid for the cake by the
wealthiest woman in the church, who was known to give lavish parties.

The woman had received an invitation to a party the woman was hosting the
very next night, and she was terrified to go because of the reaction the
woman would have to her "toilet paper" cake.  She decided to go and to
apologize for the cake.  When she got to the party, the cake was displayed
prominently on the sideboard, and every time she approached the hostess to
tell her about the cake, someone was exclaiming over how wonderful it
looked,  By the time she finally got to the hostess to confess and
apologize, she'd heard the woman graciously accept praise for the cake
several times, proclaiming that she'd "baked it just that afternoon."

She decided that she didn't really need those kinds of friends, and decdided
to keep her mouth shut.

I know, the ending is weak, but that's the way I heard it.  Kyle, if you or
Ken or Kat, as Southerners can come up with a punch line with more "punch,"
let me know.


On 10/23/07, Cleveland, Kyle E. <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> Ok, this one's on the edge, but cute nevertheless:
>
> It's the first night of their honeymoon and the bride and groom are
> sitting on the edge of the bed nervously deciding who's going to disrobe
> first (ok, I know this is pretty staid for these times, but work with
> me).  Hubby loses the coin toss and as he takes off his shoes and socks
> his bride notices that his toes are all gnarled and bent.
>
> Asks the bride, "John, what on earth happened to your toes?"
> John replies, "Well, sweetie, when I was just a wee lad I contracted
> toe-lio."
> "Don't you mean polio?" she queries in disbelief. "No, no, it was
> toe-lio."
>
> Uncertainly, she motions for him to continue, so John drops his pants
> but leaves his boxers in place.  Wifey is shocked to see that his knees
> are covered with large, round scars.  With much trepidation, she asks,
> "Good lord, John, whatever happened to your knees?"
>
> Replies John, "Well, honey, I eventually recovered from toe-lio, but it
> left my immune system so weak that I came down with a horrible case of
> kneezles."
>
> "Don't you mean measles?" she asks, suspiciously.
>
> "No, it really was kneezles--pretty bad case, too." answers John.
>
> Well, at this point her guard is really up, so when he drops his
> drawers, she blurts, "Don't tell me--smallcox, right?"
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Cerebral Palsy List [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf
> Of Kendall D. Corbett
> Sent: Monday, October 22, 2007 4:19 PM
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Re: a little humor
>
> OK, today's Shaggy Dog story:
>
> A frog goes into a bank and hops over to the loan officer's desk. He
> jumps
> up onto the chair and says to the officer, "Hi, what is your name?" The
> officer says, "My name is Patty Black. What can I do for you?" The frog
> replies, "I want a loan." "OK," says Ms.Black, "let's fill out a loan
> application. What is your name?"  "Kermit," the frog says, "Kermit
> Jagger."
> "Oh, any relation to Mick Jagger?" Black asks. "Yeah, he's my Dad!"
> answers
> the frog. "Wow," says Patty Black. "Do you have any collateral?"   "Yes,
> I
> do," and the frog reaches into his pocket and pulls out a big, bright
> pink,
> ceramic elephant. He places it on the desk in front of Patty Black.
> She scratches hers head and says, "Excuse me for a moment." She then
> walks
> into the bank manager's office with the loan application and the
> elephant in
> hand. She says, "Uh, sir, there is this frog out there who wants a
> loan." She hands the manager the application. "He brought this,
> this...uh,
> well, I don't quite know what it is, for collateral!" She puts the shiny
> pink elephant on the manager's desk. "What should I do?" The bank
> manager
> stands up and shouts, "It's a knick-knack, Patty Black, give the frog a
> loan!! His old man's a Rolling Stone!!!!!!"
>
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Kendall

An unreasonable man (but my wife says that's redundant!)

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one
persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress
depends on the unreasonable man.

-George Bernard Shaw 1856-1950

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