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WOMAN'S PERFECT BREAKFAST
She's sitting at the table with her gourmet coffee.
Her son is on the cover of the Wheatie’s box.
Her daughter is on the cover of Business Week.
Her boyfriend is on the cover of Playgirl.
And her husband is on the back of the milk carton.

you look familiar

You might have read this one already, but we're all here now:

While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name. Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had been in my high school class some 30 years ago.

Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to have been my classmate.

After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended the local high school. "Yes," he replied.

"When did you graduate?" I asked.

He answered, "In 1971. Why?"

"You were in my class!" I exclaimed.

He looked at me closely, and then the son of a bitch asked, "What did you
teach?"

I'm not taking any calls right now.

Here's one for cat lovers: Smart Cat

A man absolutely hated his wife's cat and decided to get rid of him one day by driving him 20 blocks from his home and leaving him at the park. As he was getting home, the cat was walking up the driveway.

The next day he decided to drive the cat 40 blocks away. He put the beast out and headed home. Driving back up his driveway, there was the cat!

He kept taking the cat further and further and the cat would always beat him home. At last he decided to drive a few miles away, turn right, then left, past the bridge, then right  again and another right until he reached what he thought was a safe distance from his home and left the cat there.

Hours later the man calls home to his wife: "Jen, is the cat there?"

"Yes,” the wife answers, "why do you ask?"

Frustrated, the man answered, "Put that son of a bitch on the phone, I'm lost and need directions!"

just the facts, please

Reporters interviewing a 104 year-old woman: "And what do you think is the best thing about being 104?" 
She simply replied, "No peer pressure."


Just before the funeral services, the undertaker came up to the very elderly widow and asked, "How old was your husband?"

"98," she replied. "Two years older than me."
"So you're 96," the undertaker commented.
She responded, "Hardly worth going home is it?"

zoom, zoom, zoom

I've sure gotten old. I've had 2 By-pass surgeries.  A hip replacement, new knees. Fought prostate cancer, and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts. Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation, hardly feel my hands and feet anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends. But..... Thank God, I still have my Florida driver's license!

 I can see clearly now

God, grant me the senility
To forget the people
 I never liked anyway,
 The good fortune
 To run into the ones I do,
 And the eyesight to tell the difference.

 got any coffee

You know you are drinking to much coffee when…

* You answer the door before people knock.
* Juan Valdez named his donkey after you.
* You're the employee of the month at the local coffeehouse and you don't even work there.
* You chew on other people's fingernails.
* You can jump-start your car without cables.
* You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee.
* Instant coffee takes too long.
* Your birthday is a national holiday in Brazil.
* You think being called a "drip" is a compliment.
* You help your dog chase its tail.


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