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I Love My Dog
So during the last fireside chat, I might have given some of you the impression that I don't like my dog. Well, I do, but with such boundless energy she can be very tiring. I'm getting on in my years, and having a living bouncy ball sap my energy every day is frustrating.
But Gail is my baby girl, and though she often tests my limits, she does have her up sides. Off hand I can't think of any, but... Oh wait! She does actually settle down, and when I'm sitting on the couch or lying in bed, she is right there snuggled up next to me. She looks at me in such a way as to tell me that I am her everything.
And Gail is still just a pup. Granted, she is an 85 pound musclebound pup, but her brain is still developing. It is always a pleasant surprise when something finally "clicks" in that head of hers, and she learns to control some of the less desirable aspects of her behavior.
Make no mistake, there is a long way to go before Gail is what I would consider a "good" dog, and I have had enough dogs to know the difference. In the meantime, she still gets plenty of toys and treats and belly rubs.
She is going to be great some day.
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A Jewish man named Moshe opened a Kosher restaurant and put a notice in the window: “ARABS NOT WELCOME”
The next day, an Arab walked in and requested a sandwich. Moshe decided that he really didn’t want to risk causing a scene, so he made the Arab the sandwich but charged him double the price.
The next day the same Arab was back, and this time he ordered a full lunch.
Moshe charged him triple and thought, “Maybe he’ll take the hint this time!”
The Arab ate his lunch, paid without a quibble, praised the food and requested a reservation for 10 of his friends for that same evening.
Moshe decided to book the reservation, but to charge them all tenfold!
That evening, the Arabs came and had a very large dinner. They paid without complaining and even tipped generously.
The next day Moshe put a new sign in the window: “JEWS NOT WELCOME.”
Sitting by the window in her convent, Sister Eulalia opened a letter from home and found a ten dollar bill inside.
As she read the letter she caught sight of a shabbily dressed stranger leaning against a lamppost below. Quickly she wrote, “Don’t despair, Sister Eulalia” on a piece of paper, wrapped the ten dollar bill in it, and dropped it out the window.
The man picked it up, read it, looked at her with a puzzled expression, tipped his hat and went off down the street.
The next day Sister Eulalia was told that a man at the door was insisting on seeing her. To her surprise it was the stranger from the night before. Without a word he handed her a roll of bills.
“What’s this?” she asked.
“That’s the 60 bucks you have coming. Don’t Despair paid five to one.”.
Little Bruce and Jenny were only 10 years old, but they knew they were in love.
One day they decided that they wanted to get married, so Bruce went to Jenny’s father to ask him for her hand.
Bruce bravely walked up to him and said, “Mr. Smith, me and Jenny are in love and I want to ask you for her hand in marriage.”
Thinking that this was just the cutest thing, Mr. Smith replied, “Well Bruce, you are only ten. Where will you two live?”
Without even taking a moment to think about it, Bruce replied, “In Jenny’s room. It’s bigger than mine and we can both fit there nicely.”
Mr. Smith said with a huge grin, “Okay, then how will you live? You’re not old enough to get a job. You’ll need to support Jenny.”
Again, Bruce instantly replied, “Our allowance, Jenny makes five bucks a week. And I make 10 bucks a week. That’s about 60 bucks a month, so that should do us just fine.”
Mr. Smith was impressed by how much thought Bruce had put into this. “Well Bruce, it seems like you have everything figured out. I just have one more question. What will you do if the two of you should have little children of your own?”
Bruce just shrugged his shoulders and said, “Well, we’ve been lucky so far.”
And now Mr. Smith no longer thinks little Bruce is so cute.
Three little rabbits escaped from a testing lab and found an entire field full of carrots. They ate themselves into a stupor and slept through the night.
The next morning, they found an entire field full of female rabbits with no males in sight.
They had sex throughout the entire day and slept throughout the night.
The next morning, the rabbits got to talking.
“I’m gonna go back to that field of carrots,” said the first one.
“I’m gonna go back to those cute little rabbits,” said the second.
“I’m going back to the lab,” said the third. “I’m dying for a cigarette.”