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		<title>Her Fourth Husband!</title>
		<link>http://www.timony.com/jokes/2010/02/26/her-fourth-husband/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 04:37:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Ernie: The local news station was interviewing an 80-year-old lady because she had just gotten married -- for the fourth time. The interviewer asked her questions about her life, about what it felt like to be marrying again at 80, and then about her new husband's occupation. "He's a funeral director," she answered. "Interesting," [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From Ernie:<span></span></p>
<p>The local news station was interviewing an 80-year-old lady because she had just gotten married -- for the fourth time.</p>
<p>The interviewer asked her questions about her life, about what it felt like to be marrying again at 80, and then about her new husband's occupation.</p>
<p>"He's a funeral director," she answered.</p>
<p>"Interesting," the newsman thought. He then asked her if she wouldn't mind telling him a little about her first three husbands and what they did for a living.</p>
<p>She paused for a few moments, needing time to reflect on all those years. After a short time, a smile came to her face and she answered proudly, explaining that she'd first married a banker when she was in her early 20s, then a circus ringmaster when in her 40s, later on a preacher when in her 60s, and now in her 80s, a funeral director.</p>
<p>The interviewer looked at her, quite astonished, and asked why she had married four men with such diverse careers.<span id="more-703"></span><br />
She smiled and explained, "I married one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four to go."</p>
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		<title>Divorce Versus Murder</title>
		<link>http://www.timony.com/jokes/2009/04/21/divorce-versus-murder/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 02:10:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I need it to poison my husband.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From Ernie:</p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">A respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes, and said, 'I would like to buy some cyanide..'</p>
<p>The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need cyanide?'</p>
<p>The lady replied, 'I need it to poison my husband.'<br />
</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">The pharmacist's eyes got big and he exclaimed, 'Lord have mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband. That's against the law! I'll lose my license! They'll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen.. Absolutely not!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">You CANNOT have any cyanide!'</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, 'Well now, that's different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription</span></span></p>
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		<title>Serenity or Senility</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 16:16:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[And another from Ernie! 1- 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?' 2- Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: 'And [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And another from Ernie!</p>
<p>1- 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.'<br />
'So you're 96,' the undertaker commented. She responded, 'Hardly worth going home, is it?'</p>
<p>2- Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman:  'And what do you think is the best thing about being 104?' the reporter asked.  She simply replied, 'No peer pressure.'</p>
<p>3- Three old guys are out walking. First one says, 'Windy, isn't it?'  Second one says, 'No, it's Thursday!'  Third one says, 'So am I. Let's go get a beer.'</p>
<p>4-  I've sure gotten old!<br />
I've had two bypass 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.<br />
Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet anymore.<br />
Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends.  <em>But, thank God, I still have my driver's license.</em></p>
<p>5- I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising. I decided to take an aerobics class for seniors.<br />
I bent, twisted, gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. <em>But, by the time I got my leotards on, the class was over.<span id="more-514"></span></em></p>
<p>6-  An elderly woman decided to prepare her will and told her preacher she had two final requests. First, she wanted to be cremated, and second, she wanted her ashes scattered over Wal-Mart. 'Wal-Mart?' the preacher exclaimed. 'Why Wal-Mart?'</p>
<p><em>'</em><em>Then I'll be sure my daughters visit me twice a week.'</em></p>
<p>7- My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also, my memory's not as sharp as it used to be</p>
<p>8- Two elderly gentlemen from a retirement center were sitting on a bench under a tree when one turned to the other and said: 'Slim, I'm 83 years old now and I'm just full of aches and pains. I know you're about my age. How do you feel?'  Slim said, 'I feel just like a newborn baby.'  'Really!? Like a newborn baby?'  'Yep. No hair, no teeth, and I think I just wet my pants.'</p>
<p>9- Know how to prevent sagging? <em> Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.</em></p>
<p>10- A man was telling his neighbor, 'I just bought a new hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars, but its state of the art. It's perfect.'  'Really,' answered the neighbor. 'What kind is it?' 'Twelve thirty', he replied.</p>
<p>11- It's scary when you start making the same noises  as your coffee maker.</p>
<p>12- An elderly gentleman had serious hearing problems for a number of years. He went to the doctor and the doctor was able to have him fitted for a set of hearing aids that allowed him to hear 100%. He went back in a month and the doctor said, 'Your hearing is perfect. Your family must be really  pleased that you can hear again.'  The gentleman replied, 'Oh, I haven't told my  family yet. <em>I just sit around and listen to the conversations. I've changed my will three times!'</em></p>
<p>13- These days about half the stuff  in my shopping cart says,  'For fast relief.'</p>
<p>14- THE SENILITY PRAYER :</p>
<p>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.</p>
<p>15- Always Remember This:  You don't stop laughing because you grow old, You grow old because you stop laughing</p>
<p><a href="http://www.timony.com/jokes/2009/02/12/serenity-or-senility">http://www.timony.com/jokes/2009/02/12/serenity-or-senility</a></p>
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		<title>Never lie to a woman (especially your wife)</title>
		<link>http://www.timony.com/jokes/2009/01/29/never-lie-to-a-woman-especially-your-wife/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 15:38:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Edel: A man called home to his wife and said, " Honey I have been asked to go fishing up in Canada with my boss &#38; several of his Friends . We'll be gone for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to get that Promotion I've been wanting, so could you [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From Edel:</p>
<p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: #0d0d0d; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; color: #0d0d0d; font-weight: bold;">A man called home to his wife and said, "</span></span> </strong><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: blue; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; color: blue; font-weight: bold;">Honey</span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: #0d0d0d; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; color: #0d0d0d; font-weight: bold;"> I have been     asked to go fishing up in Canada </span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: green; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; color: green; font-weight: bold;">with my boss &amp; several of his Friends</span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; font-weight: bold;"> .</span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>We'll be gone for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to get that     Promotion I've been wanting, so could you please pack enough Clothes for a week and set out my rod and fishing box, we're Leaving From the office I will swing by the house to pick my things up" </strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; font-weight: bold;">" <span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: blue;">Oh! Please pack my new blue silk pyjamas. </span></span>"</span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>The wife thinks this sounds a bit fishy but being the good wife she is, did exactly what her husband asked.</strong></p>
<p><strong>The following Weekend he came home a little tired but otherwise looking good.</strong></p>
<p><strong>The wife welcomed him home and asked if he caught many fish?</strong></p>
<p><strong>He said, "Yes! Lots of Salmon, some Bluegill, and a few Swordfish. But why didn't you pack my new blue silk pyjamas like I asked you to Do?" </strong><strong></strong></p>
<p><strong>You'll love the answer...</strong><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: green; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; color: green; font-weight: bold;"><span id="more-442"></span><br />
</span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>The wife replied, "<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: red;"> I did. They're in your fishing box </span></span><span style="color: #0d0d0d;"><span style="color: #0d0d0d;">..." </span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: xx-large;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;; font-weight: bold;">Never Lie To A Woman...!!!</span></span></strong></p>
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		<title>Proof that Men Have Better Friends&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 23:12:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Ernie: Friendship among Women: A woman didn't come home one night. The next morning she told her husband that she had slept over at a friend's house. The man called his wife's 10 best friends. None of them knew anything about it. Friendship among Men: A man didn't come home one night. The next [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From Ernie:</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Friendship among Women</span>:<br />
A woman didn't come home one night. The next morning she told her husband that she had slept over at a friend's house. The man called his wife's 10 best friends.</p>
<p><em>None of  them knew anything about it. </em></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Friendship among Men: </span></p>
<p>A man didn't come home one night. The next morning he told his wife that he had slept over at a friend's house. The woman called her husband's 10 best friends.<br />
<em>Eight confirmed that he had slept over and two said he was still there.</em></p>
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		<title>Marriage &#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 15:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[And one last marriage joke from Edel: A man goes to see the Rabbi. 'Rabbi, something terrible is happening and I have to talk to you about it.' The Rabbi asked, 'What's wrong?' The man replied, 'My wife is poisoning me.' The Rabbi, very surprised by this, asks, 'How can that be?' The man then [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And one last marriage joke from Edel:</p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><br />
A man goes to see the Rabbi. 'Rabbi, something terrible is happening and I</span></span> <span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;">have to talk to you about it.'<br />
The Rabbi asked, 'What's wrong?'<br />
The man replied, 'My wife is poisoning me.'<br />
The Rabbi, very surprised by this, asks, 'How can that be?'<br />
The man then pleads, 'I'm telling you, I'm certain she's poisoning me, what   should I do?'<br />
The Rabbi then offers, 'Tell you what. Let me talk to her, I'll see what I can find out and I'll let you know.'<br />
A week later the Rabbi calls the man and says, 'Well, I spoke to your   wife..... I spoke to her on the phone for <span style="text-decoration: underline;">three hours</span>.<br />
You want my advice?'<br />
The man said yes and the Rabbi replied,<br />
'Take the poison.'</span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"></span></span></span></strong><br />
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		<title>Two ways to shower</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 17:25:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Ernie! HOW TO SHOWER LIKE A WOMAN: Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks. Walk to bathroom wearing long robe. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. Look at your womanly physique in the mirror -- make mental note to do [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From Ernie!</p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"><strong>HOW TO SHOWER LIKE A WOMAN: </strong></p>
<p>Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks.</p>
<p>Walk to bathroom wearing long robe.<br />
If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.</p>
<p>Look at your womanly physique in the mirror -- make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc.</p>
<p>Get in the shower. Use wash cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.</p>
<p>Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins.</p>
<p>Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.</p>
<p>Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner.</p>
<p>Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red<br />
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Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut  and jaffa cake body wash.</p>
<p>Rinse conditioner off hair.</p>
<p>Shave armpits and legs.</p>
<p>Rinse off.</p>
<p>Turn off shower</p>
<p>Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.</p>
<p>Spray mold spots with Tilex.</p>
<p>Get out of shower. Dry with towel the size of a small country.</p>
<p>Wrap hair in super ab sorbent towel.</p>
<p>Return to bedroom wearing long robe and towel on head. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed<br />
areas.</p>
<p><strong>HOW TO SHOWER LIKE A MAN: </strong></p>
<p>Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.</p>
<p>Walk naked to the bathroom.</p>
<p>If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the woo-woo sound.</p>
<p>Look at your manly physique in the mirror.</p>
<p>Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your butt.</p>
<p>Get in the shower. Wash your face. Wash your armpits.</p>
<p>Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.</p>
<p>Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.</p>
<p>Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.<br />
</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;">Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap.</p>
<p>Wash your hair. Make a Shampoo Mohawk.</p>
<p>Pee.</p>
<p>Rinse off and get out of shower.</p>
<p>Partially dry off.</p>
<p>Fail to notice the water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub the whole time.</p>
<p>Admire wiener size in mirror again.</p>
<p>Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, and light and fan on.</p>
<p>Return to bedroom with towel around waist.</p>
<p>If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the woo-woo sound again.</p>
<p>Throw wet towel on bed.</p>
<p>If there is anyone who did not laugh at the truth behind this, there is something SO very wrong with you.<br />
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<p><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;">Have a great day..... and woo woo!! </span></span></p>
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		<title>The husband, the wife &#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 04:24:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ernie's always sending me jokes! A husband and wife came for counseling after 20 years of marriage. When asked what the problem was, the wife went into a passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 20 years they had been married. She went on and on and on: neglect, lack [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ernie's always sending me jokes! <img src='http://www.timony.com/jokes/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>A husband and wife came for counseling after 20 years of marriage. When asked what the problem was, the wife went into a passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 20 years they had been married. She went on and on and on: <em>neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable, an entire laundry list of unmet needs she had endured over the course of their marriage.</em></p>
<p>Finally, after allowing this to go on for a sufficient length of time, the male therapist got up, walked around the desk, and after asking the wife to stand, <em>embraced and kissed her passionately as her husband watched with a raised eyebrow</em>. The woman shut up and quietly sat down as though in a daze.</p>
<p>The therapist turned to the husband and said, <em>'This is what your wife needs at least three times a week. Can </em><strong>you</strong><em> do this?'</em></p>
<p>The husband thought for a moment and replied, <strong>'Well, I can drop her off here on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Fridays, I golf.</strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 16:06:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[And even more from Edel: ------------------------------------------------------------ Reason Why It's So Hard To Solve A Redneck Murder: All the DNA is the same. ------------------------------------------------------------ I was in the express lane at the store quietly fuming. Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-out line pushing a cart piled high with [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And even more from Edel:<br />
<strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;">------------------------------------------------------------</span></span></span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>Reason Why It's So Hard To Solve A Redneck Murder:</strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;">All the DNA is the same.<span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><br />
------------------------------------------------------------<br />
I was in the express lane at the store quietly fuming.</span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;">Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-out line pushing a cart piled high with groceries.<br />
Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward looked into the cart and asked sweetly, 'So which six items would you like to buy?'</span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>Wouldn't it be great if that happened more often?</strong></p>
<p><span id="more-187"></span><strong>------------------------------------------------------------<br />
</strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: purple;">Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbour and his wife were told there would be a 45-minute wait for a table.  'Young man, we're both 90 years old,' the husband said . 'We may not have 45 minutes.'<br />
They were seated immediately.</span></span><span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><br />
------------------------------------------------------------</span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>The reason members of parliament try so hard to get re-elected is that they would hate to have to make a living under the laws they've passed.</strong></p>
<p><strong>------------------------------------------------------------<br />
<span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"></span></span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color: olive;"><span style="color: olive;"><strong>Three friends from the local congregation were asked, 'When you're in your casket, and friends and congregation members are mourning over you, what would you like them to say?'<br />
Artie said: 'I would like them to say I  was a wonderful husband, a fine   spiritual leader, and a great family man.'</strong></span></span></p>
<p><strong>Eugene commented: 'I would like them to say I was a wonderful teacher and servant of God who made a huge difference in people's lives.'</strong></p>
<p><strong>Al said: 'I'd like them to say, 'Look, he's moving!'<span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><br />
------------------------------------------------------------<br />
Smith climbs to the top of Mt.<span style="font-size: xx-small; color: black;"><span style="font-weight: normal; color: #000000;"> </span></span>Sinai to   get close enough to talk to God.</span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"> </span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>Looking up, he asks the Lord... 'God, what does a million years mean to you?'<br />
The Lord replies, 'A minute.'<br />
Smith asks, 'And what does a million dollars mean to you?'<br />
The Lord replies, 'A penny.'<br />
Smith asks, 'Can I have a penny?'</strong><strong> </strong></p>
<p><strong>The Lord replies, 'In a minute.'<span style="font-size: large; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><span style="color: #8000ff;"><br />
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		<title>MAMA MIA!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 22:23:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>thejoker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ernie's really on a roll: This is for all the Italians out there, and those who are lucky enough to be married to an Italian, and even to all the friends of Italians. An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ernie's really on a roll:</p>
<p>This is for all the Italians out there, and those who are lucky enough to be married to an Italian, and even to all the friends of Italians.</p>
<p>An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite Italian anisette sprinkle cookies wafting up the stairs. Gathering his remaining strength, he lifted himself from the bed.  Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands he crawled downstairs.</p>
<p>With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen, where if not for death's agony, he would have thought it himself already in heaven.</p>
<p>For there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite anisette sprinkled cookies.  Was it heaven?  Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted Italian wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?  Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, landing on his knees in a crumpled posture.</p>
<p>His parched lips parted, the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life.<br />
The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife. 'Get out of here!' she shouted, 'They're for the funeral!'</p>
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