Lets make Friday 'Joke Day'!

Military Manual Wit and Wisdom

Wit and Wisdom from Military Manuals
'If the Enemy is in range, so are you.'
- Infantry Journal
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'It is generally inadvisable to eject over the area you just bombed'
- U.S. Air Force Manual
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'Aim towards the Enemy'
- Actual instructions printed on U.S. Rocket Launcher
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'When the pin is pulled, Mr.Grenade is not our friend.'
- U.S. Marine Corps Training Manual
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'Try to look unimportant; they may be low on ammo.'
- Infantry Journal
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'You, you, and you, panic. The rest of you come with me.'
- U.S. Marine Gunnery Sgt. (Mgysgt5)
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'Tracers work both ways.'
- U.S. Army Ordnance
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'Five second fuses only last three seconds'
- Infantry Journal
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'Don't ever be the first, don't be the last, and don't ever volunteer to do anything.'
- U.S. Navy Swabbie
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'Bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid.'
- David Hackworth
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'If your attack is going too well, you're walking into an ambush.'
- Infantry Journal
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'No combat-ready unit has ever passed inspection.'
- Joe Gay
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'Never tell the Platoon Sergeant you have nothing to do.'
- Unknown Marine Recruit
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'Don't draw fire; it irritates the people around you.'
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'If you see a bomb technician running, follow him.'
- USAF Ammo Troop
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'You've never been lost until you've been lost at Mach 3.'
- Paul F. Crickmore (test pilot)
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'The only time you have too much fuel is when you're on fire.'
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'There are more planes in the ocean than submarines in the sky.'
- Blue water Navy truism
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'When one engine fails on a twin-engine airplane, you always have enough power left to get you to the scene of the crash.'
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'Without ammunition, the USAF would be just another expensive flying club.'
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'What is the similarity between air traffic controllers and pilots? If a pilot screws up, the pilot dies; if the air traffic controller screws up...the pilot dies.'
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The three most common expressions in aviation are: 'Why is it doing that?', 'Where are we?' and 'Oh ****!'
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'Weather forecasts are horoscopes with numbers.'
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'Mankind has a perfect record in aviation; we never left one up there!'
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'Flashlights are tubular metal containers kept in a flight bag to store dead batteries.'
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'A pilot who doesn't have any fear probably isn't flying his plane to its maximum.'
- Jon McBride, astronaut
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'A slipping gear could let your M203 grenade launcher fire when you least expect it. That would make you unpopular in what's left of your unit.'
- Army's magazine of preventive maintenance.
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'Never fly in the same cockpit with someone braver than you.'
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'There is no reason to fly through a thunderstorm in peacetime.'
- Sign over squadron ops desk at Davis-Monthan AFB, AZ, 1970
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'If something hasn't broken on your helicopter, it's about to.'
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Basic Flying Rules: 'Try to stay in the middle of the air. Do not go near the edges of it. The edges of the air can be recognized by the appearance of ground, buildings, sea, trees and interstellar space. It is much more difficult to fly there.'
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'You know that your landing gear is up and locked when it takes full power to taxi to the terminal.'
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Two deer hunters were sitting in a tall hunting stand near Highway 481 in Maverick County, Texas early one cold December morning. Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the shrub. Moving silently, one of the hunters carefully aimed the Leupold scope on his .300 Win Mag rifle at the unsuspecting buck. As he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer-of-a-lifetime, his friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down Highway 481.

The hunter pulled his head away from the gunstock, set the rifle down, took off his cap, bowed his head, and closed his eyes in prayer. His friend was stunned. "Wow! That was the most thoughtful and touching thing I've ever seen you do! You are indeed the kindest man I have ever known, and I feel lucky to call you a friend."

The hunter shrugged, "Yeah. Well, we WERE married for 35 years."
 
A man, while playing on the front nine of a complicated golf course became confused as to where he was on the course.

Looking around, he saw a lady playing ahead of him. He walked up to her, explained his confusion and asked her if she knew what hole he was playing.

'I'm on the 7th hole,' she replied, 'and you are a hole behind me. So you must be on the 6th hole.'

He thanked her and went back to his golf.

On the back nine, the same thing happened and he approached her again with the same request.

'I'm on number 14, and you're still a hole behind, so you must be on the 13th hole. '

Once again he thanked her and returned to his play.

He finished his round and went to the clubhouse where he saw the same lady sitting at the end of the bar. He asked the bartender if he knew the lady. The bartender said that she was a sales lady and played the course often.

He approached her and said, 'Let me buy you a drink in appreciation for your help. I understand that you're in the sales profession
. I'm in sales also. What do you sell?'

'I'll tell you, but you're going to laugh,' she replied.

'No, I won't.'

'Well, if you must know,' she answered, 'I work for Tampax.'

With that, he laughed so hard he lost his balance and fell off the bar stool.

'See,' she said. 'I knew you'd laugh!

'That's not what I'm laughing at,' he replied, 'I'm a salesman for......

Preparation H, so I'm still a hole behind you.'
 
A London lawyer runs a stop sign and gets pulled over by a Glasgow copper.


He thinks that he is smarter than the cop because he is a lawyer from London and is certain that he has a better education then any Jock cop. He decides to prove this to himself and have some fun at the Glasgow cop's expense!!

Glasgow cop says," License and registration, please."

London Lawyer says, "What for?"

Glasgow cop says, "Ye didnae come to a complete stop at the stop sign."

London Lawyer says, "I slowed down, and no one was coming."

Glasgow cop says, "Ye still didnae come to a complete stop. Licence and registration, please."

London Lawyer says, "What's the difference?"

Glasgow cop says, "The difference is, ye huvte to come to complete stop, that's the law, licence and registration, please!"

London Lawyer says, "If you can show me the legal difference between slow down and stop, I'll give you my licence and registration; and you give me the ticket. If not, you let me go and don't give me the ticket."

Glasgow cop says, "Sounds fair. Exit your vehicle, sir."

The London Lawyer exits his vehicle.

The Glasgow cop takes out his baton and starts beating the lawyer on the head and says,

"Dae ye want me to stop, or jest slow doon?"
 
I got this off the Babes board

Diary of a Demented Snow Shoveler

December 8 6:00 PM
It started to snow. The first snow of the season and the wife and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven. It looked like a Grandma Moses print. So romantic we felt like newlyweds again. I love snow!

December 9
We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there be a more lovely place in the whole world? Moving here was the best idea I've ever had! Shoveled for the first time in years and felt like a boy again. I did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the snowplow came along and covered
up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life!

December 12
The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a
disappointment! My neighbor tells me not to worry
we'll definitely have a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter, that I'll never want to see snow again. I don't think that's possible. Bob is such a nice man, I'm glad he's our neighbor.

December 14
Snow, lovely snow! 8 inches last night. The
temperature dropped to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll certainly get back in shape this way. I wish I wouldn't huff and puff so.

December 15
20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4x4
Blazer. Bought snow tires for the wife's car and 2 extra shovels. Stocked the freezer. The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I think that's silly. We aren't in Alaska , after all.

December 16
Ice storm this morning. Fell on my ass on the ice in the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell. The wife laughed for an hour, which I think was very cruel.

December 17
Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go
anywhere. Electricity was off for 5 hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay warm. Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try not to irritate her. Guess I should've bought a wood stove, but won't admit it to her. God I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own livingroom.

December 20
Electricity is back on, but had another 14 inches of the damn stuff last night. More shoveling! Took all day. The damn snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they said they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying. Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow blower and they're out. Might have another shipment in March. I think they're lying. Bob
says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me. I think he's lying.

December 22
Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more inches of the white **** fell today, and it's so cold, it probably won't melt till August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel and then I had to ****. By the time I got undressed, ****ed and dressed again. I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who has a plow on his truck for the rest of
the winter, but he says he's too busy. I think the ******* is lying.

December 23
Only 2 inches of snow today. And it warmed up to 0. The wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What is she, nuts?!!
Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did but I think she's lying.

December 24
6 inches - Snow packed so hard by snowplow, I broke the shovel. Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the son of a ***** who drives that snow plow, I'll drag him through the snow by his balls and beat him to death with my broken shovel. I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over where I've just been! Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas
carols with her and open our presents, but I was too busy watching for the damn snowplow.

December 25
Merry f---ing Christmas! 20 more inches of the damn slop tonight - Snowed in The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. God, I hate the snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have a bad attitude. I think she's a fricking idiot. If I have to watch "It's A Wonderful Life" one more time, I'm going to stuff her into the microwave.

December 26
Still snowed in. Why the hell did I ever move here? It was all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves.

December 27
Temperature dropped to -30 and the pipes froze;
plumber came after 14 hours of waiting for him, he only charged me $1,400 to replace all my pipes.

December 28
Warmed up to above -20. Still snowed in. The ***** is driving me crazy!!!

December 29
10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he think I am?

December 30
Roof caved in. I beat up the snow plow driver, and now he is suing me for a million dollars, not only for the beating I gave him, but also for trying to shove the broken snow shovel up his ass. The wife went home to her mother. Nine more inches predicted.

December 31
I set fire to what's left of the house. No more
shoveling.

January 8
Feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?
 
Tom, it's great that we live in the land of the automatic snow removal system - RAIN! :p :p :p But I've lived in snow country, so I can easily feel for this guy. :D
 
Preventive Medicine

Miss Beatrice, the church organist, was in her eighties and had never been married. She was admired for her sweetness and kindness to all. One afternoon the pastor came to call on her and she showed him into her quaint sitting room. She invited him to have a seat while she prepared tea. As he sat facing her old Hammond organ, the young minister noticed a cut-glass bowl sitting on top of it. The bowl was filled with water, and in the water floated, of all things, a condom!

When she returned with tea and scones, they began to chat. The pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water and its strange floater, but soon it got the better him and He could no longer resist.

"Miss Beatrice", he said, "I wonder if you would tell me about this?" pointing to the bowl.

Oh, yes," she replied, "Isn't it wonderful? I was walking through the park a few months ago and I found this little package on the ground.

The directions said to place it on the organ, keep it wet and that it would prevent the spread of disease. Do you know I haven't had the flu all winter?"
 
Always Have an Exit Strategy!

Yes, indeed... never enter any circumstance unless you're certain of you've well planned your exit.

And, be prepared for sudden changes beyond your control!

:D
 

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University scientists have released the results of a recent analysis
that reveals the presence of female hormones in beer. Men should take a
concerned look at their beer consumption. It turns out that the "hops"
in beer contain certain phyto-estrogens, and scientists believe that by
drinking enough beer, men may turn into women.
In this study, 100 male volunteers were asked to drink eight pints of
beer in one hour. The results were observed and recorded. At the end of
one hour, every single test subject had developed female
characteristics, and the test was terminated. The data is provided
below.

After one hour, 100% of the test subjects:

1) gained weight
2) talked excessively without making sense
3) became overly emotional
4) couldn't drive
5) failed to think rationally
6) argued over nothing
7) had to sit down while urinating
8) refused to apologize when obviously wrong


No further testing was considered necessary.
 
It Was a Fight!

I rear-ended a car this morning.
So there we are alongside the road and slowly the driver gets out of the car . . and you know how you just-get-sooo-stressed and life-stuff seems to get funny?

Yeah, well, I could NOT believe it . . . he was a DWARF!

He storms over to my car, looks up at me and says, "I AM NOT HAPPY!"

So, I look down at him and say, "Well, which one are you then?"

...........that's when the fight started............

HR
 
How to tell if you are flying with someone over 60:

10. Orders a "Geritol frappachino" at Starbucks.

9. Layover clothes consist of black shoes, white knee socks, bermuda shorts and yellow golf shirt.

8. Yells "I've landed and can't get up", then laughs uncontrollably.

7. Uses his AARP card as a second form of I.D. at the jumpseat desk.

6. Medic alert bracelet keeps setting off the metal detector.

5. Uses the aircraft power outlet to charge up his wheel chair batteries.

4. Carries a Commodore 64 computer on the road.

3. Thinks the Northwest Flight attendants in Narita are "hot".

2. Bids the Wilmington, NC layovers, but doesn't remember why...

And the number one way to tell if you're flying with someone over 60.......

1. Flies across the country with the left landing light on all of the way.


Sent to me by someone who turns 60 tomorrow.
 
The Tandem Story...

Remember the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"? Well, here's a prime example offered by an English professor at an American University.

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]The professor told his class one day: [/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Today we will experiment with a new form called the "tandem story." The process is simple. Each person will pair off with a person sitting right next to him or her.[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth. [/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails, and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]The following was actually turned in by two of his English students... Rebecca and Gary.[/FONT]



[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]THE STORY:[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](first paragraph by Rebecca)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](second paragraph by Gary)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. [/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. [/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." [/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Rebecca)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychologically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Gary)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through Congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty, the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Rebecca)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Gary)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. [/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F***ING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Rebecca)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]A**hole.[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Gary)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]*****[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Rebecca)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]F*** YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL![/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Gary)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Go drink some tea - whore.[/FONT]



[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif](Teacher)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]A+. [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]I really liked this one![/FONT]
 
Things which are difficult to say when drunk...

THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK

1. Innovative

2. Preliminary

3. Proliferation

4. Cinnamon



THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:

1. Specificity

2. Anti-constituionalistically

3. Passive-aggressive disorder

4. Transsubstantiate




THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:


1. Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.

2. Nope, no more booze for me!

3. Sorry, but you're really not my type.

4. Taco Bell? No thanks, I'm really not hungry.

5. Good evening, officer... Isn't it lovely out tonight?

6. Oh, I couldn't! Nobody wants to hear me sing karaoke.

7. I'm not interested in fighting you.

8. Thank you, but I won't make any attempt to dance, I have no coordination. I'd hate to look like a fool!

9. Where is the nearest bathroom? I refuse to pee in this parking lot or on the side of the road.

10. I must be going now, as I have to work in the morning.
 
A friend forwarded this -


A recent study found the average American walks about 900 miles per year.

Another study found Americans drink, on average, 22 gallons of beer a year.

That means, on average, Americans get about 41 miles to the gallon.

Kind Of Makes You Proud To Be American.
 
What you see while waiting for the weather to get better at MMU.
 

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Subtle, but I like it.....

from XKCD.com

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I saw a commercial a couple of weeks ago for a digital pregnancy test. The closing line was great:

"The most advance piece of technology you'll ever pee on"
 
Joe- that ought to be classic marketing. The first time I heard that it sure made my head come up! The only bad thing about the ad- name the brand of the pregancy test.
 
Cap'n Jack said:
Joe- that ought to be classic marketing. The first time I heard that it sure made my head come up! The only bad thing about the ad- name the brand of the pregancy test.
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Jack,

Actually, I was on the computer and don't think I remember anything else. Not to mention that my new wife and I won't have a need for a pregnancy test, not at our age:dunno:.

Joe
 
Areeda said:
Jack,

Actually, I was on the computer and don't think I remember anything else. Not to mention that my new wife and I won't have a need for a pregnancy test, not at our age:dunno:.

Joe
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You hope. Stranger things have happened. :D
 
Dear Friends & Family,

Don't you think it's time we all became more physically active?

Beginning this Spring, I (and a few friends) will be riding 5 miles every day.

If any of you would like to join our Bike Club, please let me know and we can make arrangements.

I think it would be appropriate to ride somewhere between 4:00 and 7:00pm. We can call it happy hour, if it will make you say yes.

I have enclosed a photo of my bike.

bicycle%5b1%5d.jpg
 
KennyFlys said:
Dear Friends & Family,

Don't you think it's time we all became more physically active?

Beginning this Spring, I (and a few friends) will be riding 5 miles every day.

If any of you would like to join our Bike Club, please let me know and we can make arrangements.

I think it would be appropriate to ride somewhere between 4:00 and 7:00pm. We can call it happy hour, if it will make you say yes.

I have enclosed a photo of my bike.

bicycle%5b1%5d.jpg
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Someone so needs to bring this to the MS150 between Houston and Austin each year... :)
 
That piker over the rear wheel doesn't even have to pedal! Thats the seat I want!

By the way... what happens if someone slumps off their bar stool? Just pick him up on the way back? lol
 
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How do you convert a .asf audio file to a mp3 or other POA recognizable file?
 
An .asf audio file, an mp3, and a POA recognizable file walk into a bar,

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This is funny. There, I have told you. It is not misogynistic. There, that is taken care of. If anyone disagrees, I will remove it (but I might reserve the right to say you are lacking in humor, too!)
Final disclaimer: Its all Spike's fault!
 

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Let'sgoflying! said:
This is funny. There, I have told you. It is not misogynistic. There, that is taken care of. If anyone disagrees, I will remove it (but I might reserve the right to say you are lacking in humor, too!)
Final disclaimer: Its all Spike's fault!
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The VERY end was the best part. I see what you mean about it being Spike's fault! Spike, that wasn't very nice. :)
 
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