TGIF - 31 May 2013

 Greetings once again from your TGIF editor, reporting in from upstairs (not down in the dungeon!) on this beautiful warm day at the end of May. Our spring finally started a few weeks ago and then last week it was cold and rainy. Some of the mountains in the northern half of the state got between one and three feet of snow just a week ago. That’s Vermont!

I’m looking forward to taking part in a week-long bike tour in northern Vermont and the Champlain Lake area in a few weeks. My brother Nate and his friends from Colorado are taking part in this one as well. It’s a Colorado Heart Cycle-organized tour. I took part in one of theirs last September when we biked from Portland, Maine to Rockport, MA and back. There will be lots of hills and I am training to get in shape for that. I did a 44-mile ride today and got a lot of sun.

It’s been 3 weeks (May 10th) since I issued a TGIF. Too much other stuff going on! Planting perennials and more recently, some annuals, as well as playing several rounds of golf and getting out on the bike. I’m also trying to write the history of the local golf course that opened in 1953, 60 years ago. So, I keep busy.

I don’t think anyone can accuse me of being a slacker.

Slackers

If you've ever worked for a boss who reacts before getting all the facts and thinking things through, you will love this!

Arcelor-Mittal Steel, feeling it was time for a shakeup, hired a new CEO. The new boss was determined to rid the company of all slackers.

On a tour of the facilities, the CEO noticed a guy leaning against a wall. The room was full of workers and he wanted to let them know that he meant business. He asked the guy, "How much money do you make a week?"

A little surprised, the young man looked at him and said, "I make £300 a week. Why?"

The CEO said, "Wait right here." He walked back to his office, came back in two minutes, and handed the guy £1,200 in cash and said, "Here's four weeks' pay. Now GET OUT and don't come back."

Feeling pretty good about himself the CEO looked around the room and asked, "Does anyone want to tell me what that goof-ball did here?"

From across the room a voice said, "He's the Pizza delivery guy from Domino's."

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Lions & Sex

Two Newfoundlanders are drinking in a small bar in Cornerbrook.

Fred says, "Did you know that Lions have sex 10 to 15 times a night!"

"Ah, shit", says Bob. "....and I just joined the Kiwanis".

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U.S. College Football

I know many of you are looking forward to football season. Well, here’s a little recap of last season …..

Coincidence??

Just wondering!

Alabama beat Arkansas
and Arkansas fired their coach.

Alabama beat Tennessee
and Tennessee fired their coach.

Alabama beat Auburn
and Auburn fired their coach.

Then Alabama beat Notre Dame and the Pope resigns...

Damn, I wish Congress had a team.
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A Californian and an Arizonian were Elk hunting in the Hualapai Mountains when an illegal alien runs across a clearing. The Arizonian takes careful aim, shoots, and kills him.

"You can't do that!" cried the Californian.

"No, no. Remember this is a Red State, it's legal here in Arizona", replies the Arizonian.

Later that night the Californian goes to Kingman to buy some beer from Wal-Mart. He puts the beer on the roof of his truck and while he's making room behind the seat, an illegal alien runs by, grabs the beer, and runs away.

The Californian thinks "No problem" draws his pistol, shoots, and kills him.

As he is retrieving his beer the police come and arrest him.

"But I thought it was legal to shoot illegal aliens here in Arizona!" protests the Californian.

"Well yeah," says the cop, "but you can't use bait."

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To Be 6 Again...

A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife, looking at herself in the mirror. Since her birthday was not far off he asked what she'd like to have for her Birthday.


'I'd like to be six again', she replied, still looking in the mirror.


On the morning of her Birthday, he arose early, made her a nice big bowl of 'Lucky Charms', and then took her to Six Flags theme park. What a day!

He put her on every ride in the park; the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster, everything there was.

Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park.
Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.

He then took her to a Mc Donald's where he ordered her a Happy Meal with extra fries and a chocolate shake.

Then it was off to a movie, popcorn, a soda pop, and her favorite candy, M&M's. What a fabulous adventure!

Finally she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed exhausted. He leaned over his wife with a big smile and lovingly asked, 'Well Dear, what was it like being six again?'

Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed. 'I meant my dress size, you retard!!!!'


The moral of the story: Even when a man is listening, he is gonna get it wrong.

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Fridge Not Working???

I came home from golfing today.....
The wife had left a note on the fridge:
"It's not working, I can't take it anymore!!
Gone to stay with a friend."

I opened the fridge, the light came on, and the beer was cold.........

What the hell is she talking about??????
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Toothbrushes
     The kids filed into class Monday morning.  They were all very excited.
 

 
     Their weekend assignment was to sell something, then give a talk on salesmanship.

 
     Little Sally led off.  "I sold Girl Scout cookies and I made $30" she said proudly, "My sales approach was to appeal to the customer's civil spirit and I credit that approach for my obvious success."  "Very good", said the teacher.

 
     Little Debbie was next. "I sold magazines" she said, "I made $45 and I explained to everyone that magazines would keep them up on current events."   "Very good, Debbie", said the teacher.

 
     Eventually, it was Little Johnny's turn. The teacher held her breath.  Little Johnny walked to the front of the classroom and dumped a box full of cash on the teacher's desk.  "$2,467", he said.

 
     "$2,467!" cried the teacher, "What in the world were you selling?"

 
     Toothbrushes", said Little Johnny.

 
     "Toothbrushes", echoed the teacher, "How could you possibly sell enough tooth brushes to make that much money?"

 
     "I found the busiest corner in town", said Little Johnny, "I set up a Dip & Chip stand and I gave everybody who walked by a free sample." They all said the same thing, "Hey, this tastes like dog poop!" Then I would say, "It is dog poop, you wanna buy a toothbrush?" I used the Julia Gillard method of giving you some crap, dressing it up so it looks good, telling you it's free, and then making you pay to get the bad taste out of your mouth."

 
     Little Johnny got five stars for his assignment. Bless his heart.

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Gas Bill
A man living in Kandos (near Mudgee in NSW, Australia)
received a bill for his as yet unused gas line stating that he owed $0.00.

He ignored it and threw it away.
In April he received another bill and threw that one away too. The following month the gas company sent him a very nasty note stating
that they were going to cancel his gas line if he didn't send them $0.00 by
return mail. He called them, talked to them, and they said it was a computer error and that
they would take care of it. The following month he decided that it was about time that he tried
out the troublesome gas line figuring that if there was usage on the
account it would put an end to this ridiculous predicament. However, when he went to use the gas, it had been cut off. He called the gas company who apologised for the computer error once
again and said that they would take care of it. The next day he got a bill for
$0.00 stating that payment was now overdue. Assuming that having spoken to them the previous day the latest bill was
yet another mistake, he ignored it, trusting that the company would be as
good as their word and sort the problem out. The next month he got a bill for $0.00. This bill also stated that he had 10 days to pay his account or the company would have to take steps to
recover the debt. Finally, giving in, he thought he would beat the gas company at their own
game and mailed them a cheque for $0.00. The computer duly processed his
account and returned a statement to the effect that he now owed the gas
company nothing at all. A week later, the manager of the Mudgee branch of the Westpac Banking Corporation called our hapless friend and asked him what he was doing
writing cheque for $0.00.

After a lengthy explanation the bank manager replied that the $0..00
cheque had caused their cheque processing software to fail. The bank could
therefore not process ANY cheques they had received from ANY of their
customers that day because the cheque for $0.00 had caused the
computer to crash. The following month the man received a letter from the gas company
claiming that his cheque had bounced and that he now owed them $0.00 and unless he sent a cheque by return mail they would take immediate
steps to recover the debt. At this point, the man decided to file a debt harassment claim against
the gas company. It took him nearly two hours to convince the clerk
at the local courthouse that he was not joking. They subsequently helped him in the drafting of statements which were
considered substantive evidence of the aggravation and difficulties
he had been forced to endure during this debacle. The matter was heard in the Magistrate's Court in Mudgee and the outcome
was this:
The gas company was ordered to:

[1] Immediately rectify their computerised accounts system or Show cause,within 10 days, why the matter should not be referred to a higher court
for consideration under Company Law.
[2] Pay the bank dishonour fees incurred by the man.

[3] Pay the bank dishonour fees incurred by all the Westpac clients whose
cheques had been bounced on the day our friend's had been processed.

[4] Pay the claimant's court costs; and

[5] Pay the claimant a total of $1500 per month for the 5 month period
March to July inclusive as compensation for the aggravation they had
caused their client to suffer. And all this over $0.00.
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The Irish Mirror 
After living in the remote countryside of Ireland all his life, an old Irishman decided it was time to visit Dublin.
In one of the stores, he picks up a mirror and looks into it.
Not ever having seen a mirror before, he remarked at the image staring back at him.
“How 'bout that !”, he exclaims, “Here's a picture of my Fadder.”
He bought the mirror, thinking it was a picture of his dad. But on the way home he remembered his wife didn't like his father, so he hung it in the shed, and every morning before leaving to go fishing, he would go there and look at it.
His wife began to get suspicious of his many trips to the shed. So one day after her husband left, she went to the shed and found the mirror. As she looked into the glass, she fumed ;
“So that's the ugly bitch he's running around with.”
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It’s time for the TGIF Golden Classic

Empathy of a Scotsman! 
                                 
A Priest, a Doctor, a rich Businessman and a Scotsman were waiting one morning for a particularly slow group of golfers in front of them.

The Doctor shouted to them, "I've  never seen such poor golf!"

The Scotsman chimed in, "Och aye! We ha' been waitin' for nigh on fifteen minutes!"

The Businessman called out, "Move it on you guys, time is money."

The Priest said, "Here comes George the greens-keeper. Let's have a word with him."

"Hello, George!" said the Priest, "What's wrong with that annoying group ahead of us? They're rather slow, aren't they?"

George the greens-keeper replied, "Oh, yes. That's a group of blind fire fighters. They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for free, anytime they want to."

The group fell into an embarrassed silence for a moment.

Then the Priest said, "That's so sad. I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight."

The Doctor said, "Good idea. I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist colleagues and see if there's anything they can do for them."

The Businessman replied, "I think I'll donate £350,000 to the Fire Brigade Benevolent Fund in honour of these brave souls."

And the Scotsman said, "Why kin they no play at night?

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It makes sense to me. Reminds me that my brother Nate will be riding on a tandem bike for the Vermont and Lake Champlain tour with a blind guy, Ron, on the back of it. They once tried switching positions and apparently, it didn’t work out as they fell after a few yards. But Ron is an incredible guy and probably works a lot harder than Nate does as he can’t see if Nate is really working. Nate likes to motivate Ron by telling him a few “chicks” are about ready to overtake them and then Ron shifts into high gear in order to prevent that from happening. Ron doesn’t want to be “chicked”.
So, don’t hold your breathe about the next time you’ll hear from me. There is also outdoor tennis on the Mayott court and hiking Mount Ascutney and tending to the lawn and flowers. Plus the golf and the reading and the biking.
Enjoy your Friday and have a wonderful weekend! June is upon us and the days are nice and long!

TGI-Jeff

TGIF - 10 May 2013


 Greetings from the TGIF guy – not from down in the dungeon, as the weather has been so nice that I want to be upstairs and enjoying the light and the greening of the environment outside. We had a week of gorgeous warm weather and it’s been great. But we needed some rain and we got some on Wednesday evening of this week. So, things are really getting green.

Last week we crossed the halfway point between the spring solstice and the summer solstice – which is known as the “cross quarter” and really is the beginning of summer.

We’ve had a lot of wildlife in our backyard of late. Several deer have been frequent visitors to our back hill. At night, we’ve had some skunks and a raccoon also visiting our back yard. The bees and wasps and mosquitos have also been on the resurgence. I enjoy all the seasons and love observing the changes that are taking place now. Except I don't care too much for the black flies.

Let’s see what material you all have provided me to share this week.

POPE FRANCIS

The newly ordained Pope Francis recently finished his sermon and ended it with the Latin phrase, "Tuti Homini", which means ‘Blessed be Mankind’.
Someone from the Woman's Rights Group approached the Pope the next day.  They noticed that the Pope blessed all Mankind, but not all Womankind.
So the next day, after his sermon, the Pope concluded by saying, "Tuti Homini, et Tuti Femini", which means ‘Blessed be Mankind and Womankind’.
The day after, someone from the Gay Rights Group approached the Pope.  They said that they noticed that he blessed Mankind and Womankind and asked if he could also bless gay people.
The Pope said, "Sure."
The next day the Pope concluded his sermon with, "Tuti Homini, et Tuti Femini and et Tuti Fruiti."

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For those who haven't heard, the state of Washington recently passed two new laws - Same sex marriage and legalized marijuana.

The fact that same sex marriage and marijuana were legalized on the same day makes perfect biblical sense because Leviticus 20:13 says :
"If a man lies with another man they should be stoned."

Evidently, we just hadn't interpreted it correctly.

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THE PORCUPINES

It was the coldest winter ever.
Many animals died because of the cold.

The porcupines, realizing the situation, decided to group together to keep warm. This way they covered and protected themselves; but the quills of each one wounded their closest companions.

After a while, they decided to distance themselves one from the other and they began to die, alone and frozen. So they had to make a choice: either accept the quills of their companions or disappear from the Earth.

Wisely, they decided to go back to being together.
They learned to live with the little wounds caused by the close relationship with their companions in order to receive the heat that came from the others.
This way they were able to survive.

The best relationship is not the one that brings together perfect people, but when each individual learns to live with the imperfections of others and can admire the other person's good qualities.

The moral of the story is:

Just learn to live with the pricks in your life!

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Shirley & Marcy 

A mother was concerned about her kindergarten son walking to school. He didn't want his mother to walk with him. She wanted to give him the feeling that he had some independence but yet know that he was safe. 

So she had an idea of how to handle it. She asked a neighbour if she would please follow him to school in the mornings, staying at a distance, so he probably wouldn't notice her. She said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.

The next school day, the neighbour and her little girl set out following behind Timmy as he walked to school with another neighbour girl he knew. She did this for the whole week. 

As the two kids walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs, Timmy 's little friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every day all week. Finally she said to Timmy, 'Have you noticed that lady following us to school all week? Do you know her?'

Timmy nonchalantly replied, 'Yeah, I know who she is.'

The little girl said, 'Well, who is she?'

'That's just Shirley Goodnest, 'Timmy replied, 'and her daughter Marcy.'

'Shirley Goodnest? Who is she and why is she following us?

'Well,' Timmy explained, 'every night my Mum makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers, 'cuz she worries about me so much. And in the Psalm, it says, Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow me all the days of my life', so I guess I'll just have to get used to it!' 

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IS THAT ONE WORD OR TWO

An elderly couple, who were both widowed, had been going out with each other for a long time. 

Urged on by their friends, they decided it was finally time to get married. Before the wedding, they went out to dinner and had a long conversation regarding how their marriage might work. They discussed finances, living arrangements and so on. Finally, the elderly gentleman decided it was time to broach the subject of their physical relationship.
"How do you feel about sex?" he asked, rather tentatively.

"I would like it infrequently,"  she replied.

The old gentleman sat quietly for a moment, adjusted his glasses, leaned over towards her and whispered, "Is that one word or two?"

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Fourth Time Around

A woman announces to her friend that she is getting married for the fourth time.

“How wonderful! But I hope you don’t mind me asking what happened to your first husband?”

“He ate poisonous mushrooms and died.”

“Oh, how tragic! What about your second husband?”

“He ate poisonous mushrooms, too, and died.”

“Oh, how terrible! I’m almost afraid to ask you about your third husband.”

“He died of a broken neck.”

“A broken neck?”

“He wouldn’t eat the mushrooms.”

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While visiting the United Kingdom, Winnie Mandela was invited to a cocktail party which was also to be attended by Margaret Thatcher.

When Winnie saw the ex-prime minister on the other side of the room, she barged past everyone, spilling the drinks of several invited guests on the way.

Winnie elbowed her way to Maggie, stood brazenly in front of her and declared, "I hear they call you the Iron Lady!"


"I have been referred to by that name, yes," replied Maggie, peering down her nose at this impudent upstart.


"And whom, may I enquire, do I have the honour of addressing?" asked Maggie icily.

"I am the iron lady of South Africa!" bragged Winnie, waving her fist in the air.

"Oh, yes," replied Maggie dryly. "And for whom do you iron?"

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WHEN ENGINEERS GO TO HELL

An engineer dies and reports to the Pearly Gates.

Saint Peter checks his dossier and, not seeing his name there, accidentally sends him to Hell.

It doesn’t take long before the engineer becomes rather dissatisfied with the level of comfort in Hell.

He soon begins to design and build improvements.

Shortly thereafter, Hell has air-conditioning, flush toilets and escalators.  Needless to say, the engineer is a pretty popular guy.

One day, God calls Satan and says with a sneer:
"So, how are things in Hell?" 

Satan replies: "Hey, things are going great.  We’ve got air-conditioning, flush toilets, and escalators. And there’s no telling what this engineer is going to come up with next." 

"What!" God exclaims:  "You’ve got an engineer? That’s a mistake.  He should never have been sent to Hell.  Send him to me."

"Not a chance," Satan replies:  "I like having an engineer on the staff and I’m keeping him!"

God insists: "Send him back, or I’ll sue!"

Satan laughs uproariously and answers: "Yeah, right.  And where are you going to get a lawyer?"

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That’s it for this week. Hope there were a few that you have not seen before. Time to wish you all a fantastic Friday and a wonderful weekend! Oh, and a Happy Birthday to my brother-in-law Fred. Oh, and a Happy Mothers Day to all those who qualify, including my mother-in-law Barbara and my wife Pam.

TGI-Jeff

TGIF - 03 May 2013


 Greetings from your TGIF editor on this first Friday of the month of May. We’ve been blessed with some warmer weather of late and I can’t complain. The golf clubs have been brought out of the basement and used several times in the past few weeks, as has the road bike. And the wonders of Mother Earth’s rebirth is fun to observe. The daffodils and the forsythia are now in bloom and the buds on the trees are well developed. Reminds me of the old admonition to an unwanted guest: “Make like a tree and leave!”

Earth Day was on the 22nd and tomorrow, the 4th of May is Vermont Clean-Up day, where volunteers go out and pick up litter along the roads and put it in green plastic bags to be disposed of. I plan on pitching in this year as I don’t like seeing litter along the roads that I enjoy biking on.

So, it’s a nice time of year, knowing that the long winter is now behind us. The deck chairs and barbecue grill are out and in place and ready to be put to use. I’ve got some weeding to do as the weeds seem to flourish without any help on my part, while the perennials and lawn grass seem to need lots of care and work. I guess it’s just to keep old farts like me busy.
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Police in Detroit last night announced the discovery of an arms cache of 200 semi-automatic rifles with 25,000 rounds of ammunition, 2 tons of heroin, 5 million in forged US banknotes and 12 trafficked Latino prostitutes - all in a semi-detached house behind the Public Library on Woodward Avenue.

Local residents were stunned, and a community spokesman said:"We're all shocked; we never knew we had a library."
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And speaking of libraries, here is a good one for those of you who are well read:
Mark Twain’s classic, Huckleberry Finn, has been edited to make it politically correct.  It is a classic, reflecting the language and morays of its time, but I guess it had to happen.  Here are some other titles which have been added to satisfy them darn liberals.

Height-Challenged Womyn

To Catch and Release a Mockingbird

Crime and Time Out

Lady Chatterley’s Friend with Benefits

And

The Still Productive Senior Citizen and the Sea
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Some Scottish Humour

A Glaswegian is stumbling through the woods, totally drunk, when he comes upon a preacher baptising people in the river. He proceeds to walk into the water and subsequently bumps into the preacher....

The preacher turns around and is almost overcome by the smell of alcohol, whereupon he asks the drunk, 'Are you ready to find Jesus?' The drunk shouts, 'Aye, I am.' So the preacher grabs him and dunks him in the water. He pulls him up and asks the drunk, 'Brother have you found Jesus?'.

The drunk replies, 'No, Ah havnae found Jesus.' The preacher shocked at the answer, dunks him into the water again for a little longer. He again pulls him out of the water and asks again, 'Brother, have you found Jesus?'

The drunk again answers, 'No, Ah havnae found Jesus.'

By this time the preacher is at his wits end, and dunks the drunk in the water again --- but this time holds him down for about 30 seconds and when he begins kicking his arms and legs he pulls him up. The preacher again asks the drunk, 'For the love of God have you found Jesus?'

The drunk wipes his eyes, catches his breath and says to the preacher, 'Are ye sure this is where he fell in?'
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The Church Lady

The lady was a Southern Baptist who attended services and taught Sunday School every week.  One Sunday an out of town gentleman was in the pew right behind her. He noted what a fine looking woman she was.

While they were taking up the collection, the man leaned forward and said, "Hey, how about you and I having dinner on Tuesday?" "Why yes, that would be nice", the lady responded. Well, the gentleman couldn't believe his luck. 

On Tuesday he picked the lady up and took her to the finest restaurant in that part of South Carolina. When they sat down, the gentleman looked over at her and suggested, "Would you like a cocktail before dinner?" "Oh, no," said the fine example of southern womanhood, "What ever would I tell my Sunday School class?"

Well, the gentleman was set back a bit, so he didn't say much until after dinner, when he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and asked, "Would you like a smoke?" "Oh my goodness no," said the woman. "I couldn't face my Sunday School class if I did!"

Well, the man felt pretty low after that, so they left, got in his car and as he was driving the lady home, they passed the local Holiday Inn. He'd been morally rebuffed twice already, so he figured he had nothing to lose so he ventured forth with, "Ahhh ... mmmm how would you like to stop at this motel?" "Sure, that would be nice," she said in anticipation. The gentleman couldn't believe his ears, and did a fast u-turn right then and there, and drove back to the motel and checked in!

The next morning, after a wild and passionate night of the most incredible love making imaginable, the gentleman awoke first. He looked at the lovely Dixie darlin lying there in the bed and with remorse thought, “what the hell have I done?”

He shook her awake and pleaded, "I've got to ask you one thing. What ever are you going to tell your Sunday School class?" The lady said, “The same thing I always tell them, you don't have to smoke and drink to have a good time”.
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SOMETHING BAD TO REPORT

At dawn the telephone rings,

"Hello, Señor Bob? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house."

"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"

"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Señor Bob, that your parrot, he is dead".

"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"

"Si, Señor, that's the one."

"Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?"

"From eating the rotten meat, Señor Bob."

"Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?"

"Nobody, Señor. He ate the meat of the dead horse."

"Dead horse? What dead horse?"

"The thoroughbred, Señor Bob .."

"My prize thoroughbred is dead?"

"Yes, Señor Bob, he died from all that work pulling the water cart."

"Are you insane? What water cart?"

"The one we used to put out the fire, Señor."

"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"

"The one at your house, Señor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire."

"What the hell? Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because of a candle?!"

"Yes, Señor Bob."

"But there's electricity at the house! What was the candle for?"

"For the funeral, Señor Bob .."

"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL??!!"

"Your wife's, Señor Bob. She showed up very late one night and I thought she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Ping G15 204g titanium head golf club with the TFC 149D graphite shaft."

SILENCE...........

LONG SILENCE.........

VERY LONG SILENCE............


"Ernesto, if you broke that driver, you're in deep shit."
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Little Johnny wanted to go to the zoo and pestered his parents for days. Finally his mother talked his reluctant father into taking him. "So how was it?" his mother asked when they returned home. "Great," Little Johnny replied. "Did you and your father have a good time?" asked his mother. "Yeah, Daddy really liked it," exclaimed Little Johnny excitedly, "especially when one of the animals came home at 30 to 1!"
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THE RYE BREAD SECRET

Two old guys, 80 and 87, were sitting on a park bench.

The 87-year-old had just finished his morning jog and wasn't even short of breath. The 80-year-old was amazed at his stamina and asked him what he did to have so much energy. The 87-year-old said, "Well, I eat rye bread every day. It keeps your energy level high and you'll have great stamina with the ladies."

So, on the way home the 80-year-old stopped at the bakery. As he was looking around, the saleslady asked if he needed any help. He said, "Do you have any rye bread?" She said, "Yes, there's a whole shelf of it. Would you like some?"

He said, "I want five loaves."
She said, "My goodness, five loaves! By the time you get to the 3rd loaf, it'll be hard."

He replied, "I can't believe everybody knows about this shit but me."
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And speaking of that “s” word, which I don’t usually use in a TGIF message, read on:

Manure... An interesting fact

Manure : In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be transported by ship and it was also before the invention of commercial fertilizers, so large shipments of manure were quite common.


It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than when wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, not only did it become heavier, but the process of fermentation began again, of which a byproduct is methane gas of course. As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles you can see what could (and did) happen. Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!
Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined just what was happening

After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the instruction 'Stow high in transit' on them, which meant for the sailors to stow it high enough off the lower decks so that any water that came into the hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of methane.

Thus evolved the term ‘S.H.I.T'’, (Stow High In Transit) which has come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.

You probably did not know the true history of this word.

Neither did I.

I had always thought it was a golf term.
(At least I hear it a lot out on the course.)
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Two little old ladies, Connie & Evelyn were sitting on a park bench outside the local town hall where a flower show was in progress.

Connie leaned over and said, 'Life is so boring. We never have any fun anymore. For $10.00 I'd take my clothes off and streak through that stupid, boring flower show!'

'You're on!' said Evelyn, holding up a $10.00 bill.

So Connie slowly fumbled her way out of her clothes and, completely naked, streaked (as fast as an old lady can) through the front door of the flower show.

Waiting outside, her friend soon heard a huge commotion inside the hall, followed by loud applause and shrill whistling. Finally, the smiling Connie came through the exit door surrounded by a cheering, clapping crowd.

'What happened?' asked Evalyn.

'I won $1,000 as 1st prize for 'Best Dried Arrangement…!'
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There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband...
For example...
A wife came home late one night and quietly opened the door to her bedroom.  From under the blanket she saw four legs instead of two. Instantly pissed, she grabbed a baseball bat near the bureau and started hitting the blanket as hard as she could. Leaving the covered bodies groaning, she left to go to the kitchen to have a drink. Just as she entered the kitchen she saw her husband there reading a magazine.
"Hi Honey", he said, "Your parents have come to visit us, so l let them stay in our bedroom. Did you say ‘hello’?"
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Time for an “oldie-but-goodie” so here is the TGIF Golden Classic for this week:
The National Poetry Contest had come down to two semifinalists:

a Yale graduate and a redneck from Tennessee.
They were given a word; then allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem that contained the word.
The word they were given was "Timbuktu".
First to recite his poem was the Yale graduate. He stepped to the microphone and said solemnly and slowly:
Slowly across the desert sand
Trekked a lonely caavan.
Men on camels, two by two
Destination-Timbuktu.
The crowd went crazy! No way could the redneck top that, they thought. The redneck calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:
Me and Tim a-huntin went,
Met three gals in a pop up tent.
They was three, and we was two,
So I bucked one, and Timbuktu.
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I know that that one is a real old one for some of my tennis and skiing friends, but maybe for all you others, it’s not so well known. And speaking of Timbuktu, I’m hoping that our Peace Corps Mali group reunion talked about for this coming August can be held on the first weekend of August. It would be fun to be able to attend and see all my “old” friends from long ago.
In the meantime, have a fantastic Friday and wonderful weekend! Until the next time, peace!

TGI-Jeff