I AM THANKFUL

Wednesday, June 17, 2009


I AM THANKFUL: FOR THE WIFE
WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT,
BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME,
AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.



FOR THE HUSBAND

WHO IS ON THE SOFA
BEING A COUCH POTATO,
BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME
AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.



FOR THE TEENAGER

WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES
BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS.



FOR THE TAXES I PAY

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM EMPLOYED
.



FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.



FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.




FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE




FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME
.


FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING
I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT

BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.



FOR THE PARKING SPOT
I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING
AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION
.


FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.



FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH WHO SINGS OFF KEY
BECAUSE IT MEANS

I CAN HEAR.



FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.




FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.




FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF
IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS

BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.



AND FINALLY, FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL

BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.


Live well, Laugh often, & Love with all of your heart!

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CHEWING GUM!

An Australian man was having a coffee and croissants with butter
and jam in a cafe when an American tourist, chewing gum, sat down next to him.


The Australian politely ignored the American, who, nevertheless started up a conversation.


The American snapped his gum and said, 'You Australian folk eat the whole
bread?'


The Australian frowned, annoyed with being bothered during his breakfast, and replied, 'of course.'


The American blew a huge bubble. 'We don't. In the States, we only eat what's inside. ?The crusts we collect in a container, recycle them, transform them into croissants and sell them to Australia .'


The American had a smirk on his face. The Australian listened in silence.


The American persisted, 'D'ya eat jam with your bread?' Sighing, the
Australian replied, 'of course.'


Cracking his gum between his teeth, the American said, 'we don't. In the
States, we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels, seeds
and the leftovers in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam and
sell it to Australia ..

The Australian then asked, 'Do you have sex in the States?'


The American smiled and said 'Why of course we do.' The Australian leaned closer to him and asked, 'And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?'


'We throw them away, of course!'


Now it was the Australians turn to smile.


'We don't. In Australia , we put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum and sell them to the United States . Why do you think it's called Wrigley's?'?

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Who makes the best patients to operate on

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Five surgeons were discussing who makes the best patients to operate on.

The first, from Manchester, said :'I like to see accountants on my operating table, because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered'

The second, from Birmingham, responded :'Yeah, but you should try electricians - everything is colour coded..'


The third surgeon, from Edinburgh said: 'No, I really think librarians are the best - everything inside them is in alphabetical order.'

The fourth surgeon, from Belfast, chimed in: 'You know, I like construction workers... those guys always understand when you have a few parts leftover.'

But the fifth surgeon, from London, shut them all up when he observed
'You're all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There's no
guts, no heart, no balls, no brains and no spine, and the mouth and the
arsehole are interchangeable.'

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