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THE COMPUTER SWALLOWED GRANDMA
The computer swallowed grandma.
Yes, honestly its true!
She pressed 'control' and 'enter'
And disappeared from view.
It devoured her completely,
The thought just makes me squirm.
She must have caught a virus
Or been eaten by a worm.
I've searched through the recycle bin
And files of every kind;
I've even used the Internet,
But nothing did I find.
In desperation, I asked Google
My searches to refine.
The reply from him was negative,
Not a thing was found 'online.'
So, if inside your 'In-box,'
My Grandma you should see,
Please 'Copy, 'Scan' and 'Paste' her
And send her back to me.
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Not sure, but this may have to be deleted.
An old cowboy sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. As he sat sipping his drink, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"
He replied, "Well, I've spent my whole life, breaking colts, working cows, going to rodeos, fixing fences, pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring calves, cleaning my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy."
She said, "I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I think about women. When I watch TV, I think about women. I even think about women when I eat. It seems that everything makes me think of women."
The two sat sipping in silence.
A little while later, a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"
He replied, "I always thought I was, but I just found out I'm a lesbian."
An old cowboy sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. As he sat sipping his drink, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"
He replied, "Well, I've spent my whole life, breaking colts, working cows, going to rodeos, fixing fences, pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring calves, cleaning my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy."
She said, "I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I think about women. When I watch TV, I think about women. I even think about women when I eat. It seems that everything makes me think of women."
The two sat sipping in silence.
A little while later, a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"
He replied, "I always thought I was, but I just found out I'm a lesbian."
What is this placing becoming? I had to edit (remove) my own risqué post again. Can I no longer trust anyone to make me do the right thing?
Oh well, back to the tamer side of life. I thought my "Computer Ate Grandma" post was funny. Guess my sense of humor is totally wasted.
Ted
Oh well, back to the tamer side of life. I thought my "Computer Ate Grandma" post was funny. Guess my sense of humor is totally wasted.
Ted
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A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night he's doing a show in a small town in Oklahoma .
With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb blonde jokes.
Suddenly, a blonde woman in the 4th row stands on her chair and starts shouting, 'I've heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes! What makes you think you can stereotype women that way? What does the color of a person's hair have to do with her worth as a human being? It's guys like you who keep women like me from being respected at work and in the community, and from reaching our full potential as a person, because you and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes, but women in general and all in the name of humor! "
The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologize, and the blonde yells,
'You stay out of this, mister! I'm talking to that little idiot on your knee!"
With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb blonde jokes.
Suddenly, a blonde woman in the 4th row stands on her chair and starts shouting, 'I've heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes! What makes you think you can stereotype women that way? What does the color of a person's hair have to do with her worth as a human being? It's guys like you who keep women like me from being respected at work and in the community, and from reaching our full potential as a person, because you and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes, but women in general and all in the name of humor! "
The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologize, and the blonde yells,
'You stay out of this, mister! I'm talking to that little idiot on your knee!"
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This has always had me thinking there must be some blind guys driving around.tedln wrote:I have a question.
Why do drive up ATM machine keys have numbers and braille characters on them?
I was in a bar with a person of undisclosed hair color, sex or any other thing one could take offense at and I said “look at xxx xxx, (she, he or it) has more money than brains’. The person that I am giving no physical description of said, “I wish I had more money than brainsâ€
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So a guy goes with his wife to her high school reunion. Over at the bar is a fella pounding back the beers and cocktails, being somewhat loud and a wee rowdy.
Wife leans over and says, "That's Mike So and So. We dated for a year and after we broke up he started drinking and never stopped."
The husband's eyes widen. "Wow!" he says, "That's a long time to celebrate!"
Wife leans over and says, "That's Mike So and So. We dated for a year and after we broke up he started drinking and never stopped."
The husband's eyes widen. "Wow!" he says, "That's a long time to celebrate!"
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hhhhhmmmm! Having the webmaster in here cracking jokes is similar to sitting all alone at a bar drinking a beer when the local cop comes in, sits next to you and orders a cup of coffee. You are not sure if he is getting ready to tell you he just put a ticket on your windshield or he is waiting for you to leave so he can pull you over and arrest you for driving under the influence. Good joke anyhow!
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I will deal with Webmaster. We're on a first name basis. He has promised me that I get 1 delete for every 100 times he deleted me. I have 3 to go.tedln wrote:hhhhhmmmm! Having the webmaster in here cracking jokes is similar to sitting all alone at a bar drinking a beer when the local cop comes in, sits next to you and orders a cup of coffee. You are not sure if he is getting ready to tell you he just put a ticket on your windshield or he is waiting for you to leave so he can pull you over and arrest you for driving under the influence. Good joke anyhow!
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Getting slow in here. Maybe a few lawyer jokes will speed things up. Remember, a little humor makes the day brighter.
These are real questions and answers between real attorneys and real witness's in real court actions.
ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?
WITNESS: He said , 'Where am I, Cathy?'
ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?
WITNESS: My name is Susan!
ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep , he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the 20-year-old, how old is he?
WITNESS: He's 20, much like your IQ.
ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: How many were boys?
WITNESS:None.
ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?
WITNESS: Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney?
ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.
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These are real questions and answers between real attorneys and real witness's in real court actions.
ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?
WITNESS: He said , 'Where am I, Cathy?'
ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?
WITNESS: My name is Susan!
ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep , he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the 20-year-old, how old is he?
WITNESS: He's 20, much like your IQ.
ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: How many were boys?
WITNESS:None.
ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?
WITNESS: Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney?
ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.
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Jokes, not personal experience:
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from; this shouldn't be a problem....
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Darnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from; this shouldn't be a problem....
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Darnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
This *is* personal experience, from way back when I was working my way through college as a legal secretary.Runningtrails wrote:Jokes, not personal experience:
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
(Note to younger members: computer word processing hadn't yet been developed, but there were word-processing machines, so the work didn't all have to be done over from scratch.)
Tim S., the attorney for whom I was preparing a brief, was in a big hurry. The filing deadline was this afternoon at 3:30 at the courthouse in Atlanta. He didn't give me his handwritten draft of the brief until approx. 11:20, and then he ordered his lunch in, while I typed up the 20-page brief.
His lunch arrived; I had decided it would be smarter not to eat, but to just keep typing in the interest of giving him some time to review the draft before printing it on formal stationery.
Ran the draft off and charged into his office with it about 12:45 or so. Got back to my desk just in time to hear Tim let out a HUGE roar of laughter....
Side note #1: Most of our clients were defendants in actions for marijuana possession. At that time, in Atlanta and environs, many political activists were victims of police "planting" of marijuana in their cars, apartments, etc. We had a respectable number of cases dismissed on such grounds by judges who were known as "hanging" judges, but who did respect evidence and proof.
Side note #2: The letters U and H are very close to each other on the keyboard and are each engaged by the index finger of the right hand.
...as he called me back into his office.
"I know you have a low opinion of the police in this case," he said, "but do you *really* think we can get the judge to see things our way by putting this into the pleading [as he pointed to the offending word]?"
I said, "Oh, God. Let me redo that page." It was, of course, page 1, where I had typed--not the word LAWSUIT, but something else altogether, substituting an H for the U...
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A TOUGH OLD COWBOY FROM SOUTH TEXAS COUNSELED HIS GRANDSON THAT IF HE WANTED TO LIVE A LONG LIFE, THE SECRET WAS TO SPRINKLE A PINCH OF GUN POWDER ON HIS OATMEAL EVERY MORNING.
THE GRANDSON DID THIS RELIGIOUSLY TO THE AGE OF 103 WHEN HE DIED.
HE LEFT BEHIND 14 CHILDREN, 30 GRANDCHILDREN,
45 GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN, 25
GREAT-GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN,
AND A 15-FOOT DEEP CRATER WHERE THE CREMATORIUM USED TO BE.
SORTA BRINGS A TEAR TO YOUR EYE, DON'T IT?
Sorry about the all caps. This is a cut and paste.
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THE GRANDSON DID THIS RELIGIOUSLY TO THE AGE OF 103 WHEN HE DIED.
HE LEFT BEHIND 14 CHILDREN, 30 GRANDCHILDREN,
45 GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN, 25
GREAT-GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN,
AND A 15-FOOT DEEP CRATER WHERE THE CREMATORIUM USED TO BE.
SORTA BRINGS A TEAR TO YOUR EYE, DON'T IT?
Sorry about the all caps. This is a cut and paste.
Eric