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THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE

THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE

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Broadwayboobs
#0THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 7:16am

A nun, badly needing to use to the restroom, walked into a local
Hooters.

The place was hopping with music and loud conversation and every once in a while the lights would turn off. Each time the lights would go out, the place would erupt into cheers. However, when the revelers saw the nun, the room went dead silent. She walked up to the bartender, and asked,
"May I please use the restroom?
The bartender replied, "OK, but I should warn you that there is a statue of a naked man in there wearing only a fig leaf."

"Well, in that case I'll just look the other way," said the nun.

So, the bartender showed the nun to the back of the restaurant, and she preceded to the restroom. After a few minutes, she came back out, and the whole place stopped just long enough to give the nun a loud round of applause.

She went to the bartender and said, "Sir, I don't understand. Why did they applaud for me just because I went to the restroom?"

"Well, now they know you're one of us,"said the bartender, "Would you like a drink?"

"But, I still don't understand," said the puzzled nun.

"You see," laughed the bartender, "every time the fig leaf on the statue is lifted up, the lights go out. Now, how about that drink?"





"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment. Ralph Waldo Emerson

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mominator
#1re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 7:21am

BB... BB......BB...... you're so gonna burn! (tee hee!)


"All I ask of you is one thing: please don't be cynical. I hate cynicism -- it's my least favorite quality and it doesn't lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you're kind, amazing things will happen." Conan O'Brien

broadwayguy2
#2re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 7:52am

hahahaha

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OneBlazeOfGlory
#3re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 8:54am

Nice. Thanks bwayboobs re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE


Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do... RIP Jason

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Broadwayboobs
#4re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 8:58am

Glad I can be of assistance of OneBlazeOfGlory. re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE


"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment. Ralph Waldo Emerson

beacon1
#5re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 9:41am

Welcome to the Burning in Hell restaurant.

Bboobs. Party of One.


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joeyjoe
#6re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 10:11am

A drunken man walks into a biker bar, sits down at the bar and orders a drink. Looking around, he sees 3 men sitting at a corner table.

He gets up, staggers to the table, leans over, looks the biggest, meanest, biker in the face and says:

"I went by your grandma's house today and I saw her in the hallway buck ass naked. Man, she is one fine looking woman!"

The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word. His buddies are confused, because he is one bad biker and would fight at the drop of a hat.

The drunk leans on the table again and says: "I got it on with your grandma and she is good, the best I ever had!"

The biker's buddies are starting to get really mad but the biker still says nothing.

The drunk leans on the table one more time and says, "I'll tell you something else, boy, your grandma liked it!"

At this point the biker stands up, takes the drunk by the shoulders looks him square in the eyes and says;





"Grandpa,....... Go home, you're drunk." re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE

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redhotinnyc2
#7re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 10:14am

I need laughter this morning THANK YOU!


"I don't really get the ending,all i can go with is when after several months,Judith saw Pat sang,and later she kissed him on the toilet,after that the story back to where Pat went down from the stage after he'd sung,and he went to the italian lady.I just don't get it,what Judith exatcly meant when he kissed Pat that she had seen,and did Pat end up together with The Italian Lady?Please help me,thank u very much!" Quote from someone on IMDB in reference to a movie he/she didn't understand. Such grammar!

Unknown User
#8re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 10:34am

Funny funny funny. Thanks guys :)

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joeyjoe
#9re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 10:37am

Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble.

In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock.

Before leaving for a distant ranch, the brunette tells her sister, "When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home."

The brunette arrives at the man's ranch, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news.

She walks into the telegraph office, and says, "I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home."

The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds, "It's just 99 cents a word."

Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1 left. She realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word.

After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, "I want you to send her the word "comfortable."

The operator shakes his head. "How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word "comfortable?"

The brunette explains, "My sister's blonde. The word is big. She'll read it very slowly.. "com-for-da-bul."

broadwayguy2
#10re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 10:39am

hahahahahahahahahaha

Unknown User
#11re: THURSDAY MORNING CHUCKLE
Posted: 11/18/04 at 10:54am

the blonde jokes never get old.


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