tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90404301507520456842024-03-05T13:48:06.433+00:00Love to laugh!Smile! Laugh! Have Fun! New content updated daily.Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-20978892151872791742011-09-16T18:00:00.002+01:002011-09-16T18:00:03.250+01:00Complaint Department<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-49355072750066797752011-09-16T18:00:00.001+01:002011-09-16T18:00:02.794+01:00Need SamplesAn old man goes to the doctor for his yearly physical, his wife tagging along. When the doctor enters the examination room, he tells the old man, "I need a urine sample, a stool sample and a sperm sample."<br /><br />The old man, being hard of hearing, looks at his wife and yells: "WHAT?"<br /><br />"What did he say? What's he want?"<br /><br />His wife yells back, "He needs your underwear."Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-29932948934259640652011-09-16T18:00:00.000+01:002011-09-16T18:00:04.027+01:00Gotcha!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-45447153999368633462011-09-15T18:00:00.002+01:002011-09-15T18:00:05.331+01:00The local pub<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-40885415272413739452011-09-15T18:00:00.001+01:002011-09-15T18:00:03.228+01:00Girls night out<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;">Two women friends had gone out for a Girls Night Out, and had been decidedly over-enthusiastic on the cocktails. Incredibly drunk and walking home they suddenly realized they both needed to pee. They were very near a graveyard and one of them suggested they do their business behind a headstone or something. The first woman had nothing to wipe with so she took off her panties, used them and threw them away. Her friend however was wearing an expensive underwear set and didn't want to ruin hers, but was lucky enough to salvage a large ribbon from a wreath that was on a grave and proceeded to wipe herself with it. After finishing, they made their way home.<br /><br />The next day the first woman's husband phones the other husband and said, "These damn girls nights out have got to stop. My wife came home last night without her panties." "That's nothing," said the other. "Mine came back with a sympathy card stuck between the cheeks of her butt that said, 'From all of us at the Fire Station, Well never forget you!'</span>Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-26973021312675595512011-09-15T18:00:00.000+01:002011-09-15T18:00:03.841+01:00Logorama - Amazing - Ronald McDonald with a machine gun! very funny!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-28346092973803560512011-08-16T19:25:00.002+01:002011-08-16T19:25:33.392+01:00WormA little boy and his grandfather are raking leaves in the yard. The little boy finds an earthworm trying to get back into its hole. He says, "Grandpa, I bet I can put that worm back in that hole." The grandfather replies, "I'll bet you five dollars you can't. It's too wiggly and limp to put back in that little hole."
The little boy runs into the house and comes back out with a can of hairspray. He sprays the worm until it is straight and stiff as a board. Then he puts the worm back into the hole.
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<br />Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-12289329196386253282011-08-03T18:00:00.001+01:002011-08-03T18:00:09.481+01:00Day off workDay off of work<br /> <br /> So you want a day off. Let's take a look at what you are asking for. There are 365 days per year available for work. There are 52 weeks per year in which you already have 2 days off per week, leaving 261 days available for work. Since you spend 16 hours each day away fron work, you have used up 170 days, leaving only 91 days available. You spend 30 minutes each day on coffee break which counts for 23 days each year, leaving only 68 days available. With a 1 hour lunch each day, you used up another 46 days, leaving only 22 days available for work. You normally spend 2 days per year on sick leave. This leaves you only 20 days per year available for work. We are off 5 holidays per year, so your available working time is down to 15 days. We generously give 14 days vacation per year which leaves only 1 day available for work and I'll be darned if you are going to take that day off!<br /><div>
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<br />Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-47021210273624757972011-07-28T18:00:00.000+01:002011-07-28T18:00:05.679+01:00Blonde paint job<br />Blonde paint job<br />A blonde, wanting to earn some money, decided to hire herself out as a handyman-type and started canvassing a wealthy neighborhood. She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for her to do.<br /><br />"Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?"<br />The blonde said, "How about 50 dollars?" The man agreed and told her that the paint and ladders that she might need were in the garage. The man's wife, inside the house, heard the conversation and said to her husband, "Does she realize that the porch goes all the way around the house?"<br />The man replied, "She should. She was standing on the porch."<br /><br />A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.<br />"You're finished already?" he asked. "Yes," the blonde answered, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats. "Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50. "And by the way," the blonde added, "that's not a Porch, it's a Ferrari."Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-26838926952390124262011-07-28T11:43:00.000+01:002011-07-28T11:43:10.877+01:001000 hits!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lauren couleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00444489775168910787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040430150752045684.post-51096920067529510332011-07-19T18:00:00.000+01:002011-07-19T18:00:07.930+01:00Sorry more blonde jokes<b>SORRY, MORE BLONDE JOKES </b><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">* </span>A blonde went to the appliance store sale and found a bargain. "I would like to buy this TV," she told the salesman.<br /><br />"Sorry, we don't sell to blondes," he replied. She hurried home and dyed her hair, then came back and again told the salesman "I would like to buy this TV."<br /><br />"Sorry, we don't sell to blondes," he replied. "Darn, he recognized me," she thought. She went for a complete disguise this time, haircut and new color, new outfit, big sunglasses, then waited a few days before she again approached the salesman.<br />"I would like to buy this TV." "Sorry, we don't sell to blondes," he replied. Frustrated, she exclaimed "How do you know I'm a blonde?" "Because that's a microwave," he replied.<br /> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">* </span>A blonde and a brunette, are walking down the street and pass a flower shop where the brunette happens to see her boyfriend buying flowers.<br /><br /><div>
The brunette sighs and says, "Oh, shit, my boyfriend is buying me flowers again.....for no reason."<br /><br />The blonde looks quizzically at her and says, "What's the big deal,don't you like getting flowers?"<br /><br />The brunette says, "Oh sure.....but he always has expectations after getting me flowers, and I just don't feel like spending the next three days on my back with my legs in the air."<br /><br />The blonde says, "Don't you have a vase?"<br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">* </span>There are three blondes washed up on an island.<br /><br />Suddenly a fairy appears and offers to grant each one of them one wish.<br /><br />The first blonde asks to be intelligent.<br /><br />Instantly, she is turned Into a brown haired woman and she swims off the island.<br /><br />The next one asks to be even more intelligent than the previous one, so instantly she is turned into a ravishing redhead. The redhead builds a boat and sails off the island.<br /><br />The third blonde asks to become even more intelligent than the previous two. The fairy turns her into a man, and he walks across the bridge.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">A couple was on their honeymoon, lying in bed,
about ready to consummate their marriage, when the new bride says to the
husband, "I have a confession to make, I'm not a virgin."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The husband replies, "That's no big thing in
this day and age."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The wife continues, "Yeah, I've been with one
guy."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Oh yeah? Who was the guy?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Tiger Woods."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Tiger Woods, the golfer?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Yeah."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Well, he's rich, famous and handsome. I can
see why you went to bed with him."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The husband and wife then make passionate love.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">When they are done, the husband gets up and walks
to the telephone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"What are you doing?" asks the wife.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The husband says, "I'm hungry, I was going to
call room service and get something toeat."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Tiger wouldn't do that."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Oh yeah? What would Tiger do?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"He'd come back to bed and do it a second
time."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The husband puts down the phone and goes back to
bed to make love a second time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">When they finish, he gets up and goes over to the
phone. "Now what are you doing?" she asks.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The husband says, "I'm still hungry so I was
going to get room service to get something to eat."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Tiger wouldn't do that."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"Oh yeah? What would Tiger do?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"He'd come back to bed and do it again."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The guy slams down the phone, goes back to bed, and
makes love one more time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">When they finish he's tired and beat. He drags
himself over to the phone and starts to dial.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">The wife asks, "Are you calling room
service?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">"No! I'm calling Tiger Woods, to find out what
the par is for this damn hole."</span><o:p></o:p><br />
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