We're getting ready for our Thanksgiving feast. It's more like a party at this house. I've got a 15 lb. turkey hiding in the freezer, just waiting to feed the 12 - 14 people who come every year. I do ALL the cooking. It's worth the 3 days it takes me to prepare. I don't want my guests to bring anything but their appetites. (And their booze.) Kenny has made it *his* tradition to provide the champaigne for everybody to share in a toast.
Josh was showing off his strength again. Somebody told him that he couldn't break an egg by squeezing it in his palm. What somebody didn't tell him was to place the egg long-wise. It shot out 8 ft. in both directions, not to mention what splattered on his clothes and face. Heh heh...the yolk's on him!
Rick says it never bothered him that he hung the picture crooked over his couch. One day he had some friends over, and the slight tilt was more than Jen could stand. It required removing one of the nails and raising it a hair. But she went too far, and now the left side is too high.
Mindy was watching a movie one night when the phone rang. It was a wrong number. But before she could hang up, the guy told her how he'd had the engine in his BMW steam-cleaned the previous day. Now it wouldn't run at all, and he was trying to get ahold of his mechanic. (Mindy...you should have got his name for a future prospect.)
Philly was on her way to work when a State Trooper flashed his blue lights behind her. She wasn't speeding or anything. Puzzled, she pulled over and took out her license. The trooper was not concerned with that, he just wanted to inform her that the tag on her car was upside-down.
Nikki is having a Deja Vu. She dropped her new curling iron and broke the handle. This time, though, she used white surgical tape to fix it. We wonder why she doesn't get a perm or change her hair style, and put the appliance in a drawer?
Shirley says her house is getting so cluttered with stuff, the mice have packed up and went searching for more spacious quarters. They left no forwarding address, just instructions to tear up the lease and keep their deposit.
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UNTITLED LIMERICK...
There once was a fellow named Dave
With a unix in his techno-cave
He would sit by the hour
Gloating his poswer
On those he thought he could enslave.
One day a GAL came along
Who was witty and pretty and strong
She wasn't about
To be scared by the lout
For she had the right to go on.
Dave couldn't match wits with the GAL
And so he became mad as hell
He mail-bombed all night
And she had to fight
His hundreds of pieces of mail.
All through the system they skirted
The inter access was alerted
The tech servers knew
What they had to do
And Dave's powers were promptly inverted.
Here's hoping everbody has a ful*FILL*ing Thanksgiving!
Your President,
Kaye Coffey