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Post by Scott Ross on Oct 24, 2007 12:30:53 GMT -5
I thought that I had already posted this, but I must have forgot to hit the button......
An extremely modest man was in the hospital for a series of tests, the last of which had left his bodily systems extremely upset. Upon making several false alarm trips to the bathroom, he decided the latest episode was another and stayed put. He suddenly filled his bed with diarrhea and was embarrassed beyond his ability to remain rational.
In a complete loss of composure he jumped out of bed, gathered up the bed sheets, and threw them out the hospital window.
A drunk was walking by the hospital when the sheets landed on him. He started yelling, cursing, and swinging his arms violently trying to get the unknown things off, and ended up with the soiled sheets in a tangled pile at his feet. As the drunk stood there, unsteady on his feet, staring down at the sheets, a hospital security guard, ( barely containing his laughter),and who had watched the whole incident, walked up and asked, "What the heck is going on here?" The drunk, still staring down replied: "I think I just beat the crap out of a ghost." Happy Halloween!!
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Post by wildrose64 on Oct 24, 2007 18:42:56 GMT -5
That's a good one Scott, thanks for the laugh on a rather dreary day here in KY.
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Post by Brick on Oct 26, 2007 6:52:37 GMT -5
Oh, yeah, Scott. Good one. An now one back at you, if I can get it right.
Fred's wife, Ethel had a birthday appoaching. The evening before the big day, she informed Fred that her expectation was that she would have something sitting in the driveway the next morning that could go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds or less. If not, Fred should not plan on coming home for supper that night, or any night thereafter.
The next morning, Ethel gets up, peeks out to see what little racy thing might be sitting in the driveway and sees NOTHING! Then she notices a package sitting there. It was about the size of a large phone book. Ethel goes out and picks it up, and sure enough, there is a birthday card attached. Eagerly, she tore open the package to discover what excitement might be inside.
It was a digital scale.
Fred hasn't been seen since.
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