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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 10-09-2001 08:33 AM
Rated G  When I was a young spry turkey, new to the coop, My big brother Mike took me out on the stoop, Then he sat me down, and he spoke real slow, And he told me there was something that I had to know; His look and his tone I will always remember, When he told me of the horrors of..... Black November; "Come about August, now listen to me, Each day you'll get six meals instead of just three, "And soon you'll be thick, where once you were thin, And you'll grow a big rubbery thing under your chin; "And then one morning, when you're warm in your bed, In'll burst the farmer's wife, and hack off your head; "Then she'll pluck out all your feathers so you're bald 'n pink, And scoop out all your insides and leave ya lyin' in the sink; "And then comes the worst part" he said not bluffing, "She'll spread your cheeks and pack your rear with stuffing". Well, the rest of his words were too grim to repeat, I sat on the stoop like a winged piece of meat, And decided on the spot that to avoid being cooked, I'd have to lay low and remain overlooked; I began a new diet of nuts and granola, High-roughage salads, juice and diet cola; And as they ate pastries, chocolates and crepes, I stayed in my room doing Jane Fonda tapes; I maintained my weight of two pounds and a half, And tried not to notice when the bigger birds laughed; But 'twas I who was laughing, under my breath, As they chomped and they chewed, ever closer to death; And sure enough when Black November rolled around, I was the last turkey left in the entire compound; So now I'm a pet in the farmer's wife's lap; I haven't a worry, so I eat and I nap; She held me today, while sewing and humming, And smiled at me and said "Christmas is coming ..."
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
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posted 10-11-2001 12:23 PM
Rated G  Did you hear about this new breed of dog? Well they crossed a bulldog with a shitsu and called it a bull-shit!  ****** Two hippos are sitting in a swamp, and one says to the other, "oh you're lazy, you're fat and you smell, and all you do all day is sit in a swamp". So the other says "Don't be so hippocritical"  ****** If you have a green ball in one hand and a green ball in the other hand, what do you have? Kermit the Frog's undivided attention.
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 10-11-2001 12:27 PM
Rated PG Did you hear about the transsexual donkey? He had a hee in the morning and a haw at night.  ****** What's pink and hard? A Pig with a flick knife.  ****** What do you get when you cross a chick with an alley cat? A peeping Tom.
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
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posted 10-16-2001 12:31 PM
Rated X  Goldie, a recently widowed lady, was sitting on a beach in North Miami. She looked up and noticed that an elderly gentleman had walked up, placed his blanket on the sand nearby, and began to read a book. Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversation with him. "Hello, sir," she began. "How are you today?" "Fine, thank you," he responded, and turned back to his book. "I love the beach. Do you come here often?" she asked. "First time since my wife passed away last year," he replied. "Do you live around here?" she asked. "Yes," he patiently answered, continuing to read. Goldie persisted. "Do you like pussycats?" With that, the man threw down his book, jumped off his blanket onto hers, whipped off both their swimsuits, and gave her the ride of her life. As the sands finally began to settle, Goldie gasped and asked the man, "How did you know that's what I wanted?" Shrugging, the man replied, "How did you know my name was Katz"?
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
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posted 10-19-2001 07:49 AM
Rated G A highly timid little man, ventured into a biker bar in the Bronx andclearing his throat asked, "Um, err, which of you gentlemen owns theDoberman tied outside to the parking meter?" A giant of a man, wearing biker leathers, his body hair growing out through the seams, turned slowly on his stool, looked down at the quivering little man and said, "It's my dog. Why?" "Well," squeaked the little man, obviously very nervous, "I believe my dog just killed it, sir." "What?" roared the big man in disbelief. "What in the hell kind of dog do you have?" "Sir," answered the little man, "It's a four week old puppy." "Bull!" roared the biker, "How could your puppy kill my Doberman?" "It appears that he choked on it, sir."
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
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posted 10-22-2001 08:16 AM
Rated G  A mechanic who worked out of his home had a dog named Mace. Mace had a bad habit of eating all the grass in the mechanic's lawn, so the mechanic had to keep Mace inside. The grass eventually became overgrown. One day the mechanic was working on a car in his back yard and dropped his wrench, losing it in the tall grass. He couldn't find it for the life of him so decided to call it a day. That night Mace escaped from the house and ate all the grass in the back yard. The next morning the mechanic went outside and saw his wrench glinting in the sunlight. Realizing what had happened he looked up the heavens and proclaimed, "A grazing Mace, how sweet the hound that saved a wrench for me!"
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
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posted 10-23-2001 07:52 PM
Rated G  A guy (we'll call him Aaron) was laying down carpet in some woman's home. As he was finishing, he got a craving for a cigarette. Aaron looked around and discovered that his cigarettes were missing. He did, however, notice a bump in the carpet, and figured that he had laid carpet over the pack without noticing it there. Aaron decided rather than to take up the carpet, he would get a hammer and pound it into the ground so no one would know. When he finished that, the owner of the house walked into the room and commented on what a nice job he had done. ''Aaron, The carpet lookes wonderful!'' she exclaimed. ''Here are your cigarettes; I found them in the kitchen. Oh yes, and by the way, have you seen my gerbil?'' 
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