SUNDAY WANDERINGS
This is one of the funniest jokes I've heard in awhile.....okay well it just struck me that way! LOL I got this from a "corny joke" thread on a forum I belong to:
A woman pregnant with triplets was walking down the street when a masked robber ran out of a bank and shot her three times in the stomach.
Luckily the babies were okay. The surgeon decided to leave the bullets in because it was too risky to operate. She gave birth to two healthy daughters and a healthy son. All was fine for 16 years, and then one daughter walked into the room in tears.
"What's wrong?" asked the mother.
"I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out," replied the daughter. The mother told her it was okay and explained what happened 16 years ago.
About a week later the second daughter walked into the room in tears. "Mom, I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out." Again the mother told her not to worry and explained what happened 16 years ago.
A week later her son walked into the room in tears. "It's okay" said the Mom, "I know what happened. You were taking a tinkle and a bullet came out."
"No," said the boy, "I was playing with myself and I shot the dog."
I've heard of being so mad you could spit bullets..... ROTF!!
Wow the weekends, or what's left of 'em, sure go fast when you work Saturdays. Did my running around today (Sunday) doing the usual grocery run etc. and now here it is a few hours before bedtime, and work again in the morning.
I've been working for...... I guess almost 40 years now. I don't know how that happened. All I ever wanted was to be a mom, and have babies and stay at home raising them. (not that many couples don't have to both work these days) Anyway because of that, I was never career-minded, I always just held down the "secondary job" to bring in a supplemental income until I got preggers. Well sadly I was never blessed with bambinos and to my shock and horror I had to keep *dirty word*working*dirty word. Well it isn't really a dirty word at all, but it is if you wanted to be home raising babies and had to just keep going into the office every day instead. Anyway it's all fine now, I've gotten over that sadness years ago.... but after this many years I can see why some people want badly to retire "early". Well if I keep going by the Grace of God, I'll be still at the job I'm in now and they will retire me (mandatory) in 11 years. Holy crap you say? Well every Sunday night that seems waaaay too long to this old hippie chick! You know, I am thinking that if I asked everyone in the blogosphere to donate just a couple of bucks each, I could probably quit work. Right? Uh-HUH. A much better way to spend that money would be for a good charity so, so much for that, I'll be at work tomorrow. *sigh* In reality, I'm blessed that I am able to work, without any disabilities to keep me from it. I know that.
Well chicks and dudes, it's time to click the send button as this post is toast! I wish all of you a great week, take care of each other and PEACE be yours!
Love Jude
This is one of the funniest jokes I've heard in awhile.....okay well it just struck me that way! LOL I got this from a "corny joke" thread on a forum I belong to:
A woman pregnant with triplets was walking down the street when a masked robber ran out of a bank and shot her three times in the stomach.
Luckily the babies were okay. The surgeon decided to leave the bullets in because it was too risky to operate. She gave birth to two healthy daughters and a healthy son. All was fine for 16 years, and then one daughter walked into the room in tears.
"What's wrong?" asked the mother.
"I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out," replied the daughter. The mother told her it was okay and explained what happened 16 years ago.
About a week later the second daughter walked into the room in tears. "Mom, I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out." Again the mother told her not to worry and explained what happened 16 years ago.
A week later her son walked into the room in tears. "It's okay" said the Mom, "I know what happened. You were taking a tinkle and a bullet came out."
"No," said the boy, "I was playing with myself and I shot the dog."
I've heard of being so mad you could spit bullets..... ROTF!!
Wow the weekends, or what's left of 'em, sure go fast when you work Saturdays. Did my running around today (Sunday) doing the usual grocery run etc. and now here it is a few hours before bedtime, and work again in the morning.
I've been working for...... I guess almost 40 years now. I don't know how that happened. All I ever wanted was to be a mom, and have babies and stay at home raising them. (not that many couples don't have to both work these days) Anyway because of that, I was never career-minded, I always just held down the "secondary job" to bring in a supplemental income until I got preggers. Well sadly I was never blessed with bambinos and to my shock and horror I had to keep *dirty word*working*dirty word. Well it isn't really a dirty word at all, but it is if you wanted to be home raising babies and had to just keep going into the office every day instead. Anyway it's all fine now, I've gotten over that sadness years ago.... but after this many years I can see why some people want badly to retire "early". Well if I keep going by the Grace of God, I'll be still at the job I'm in now and they will retire me (mandatory) in 11 years. Holy crap you say? Well every Sunday night that seems waaaay too long to this old hippie chick! You know, I am thinking that if I asked everyone in the blogosphere to donate just a couple of bucks each, I could probably quit work. Right? Uh-HUH. A much better way to spend that money would be for a good charity so, so much for that, I'll be at work tomorrow. *sigh* In reality, I'm blessed that I am able to work, without any disabilities to keep me from it. I know that.
Well chicks and dudes, it's time to click the send button as this post is toast! I wish all of you a great week, take care of each other and PEACE be yours!
Love Jude
posted by Jude at Sunday, February 12, 2006
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