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Bill Gabel
Film God

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From: Technicolor / Postworks NY, USA
Registered: Jan 2002
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posted 06-24-2003 06:13 PM
Doctor Doctor Rated PG
A guy walks into a bar, sits down, and asks "Bartender, got any specials today?" Bartender says, "Yes, as a matter of a fact, we have a new drink invented by a gynecologist patron of ours. It's amixture of Pabst Blue Ribbon and Smirnoff Vodka."
The guy asks, "Geeze, what the heck is that?"
The Bartender says, "Well, we call it a 'Pabst Smir' "
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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 07-01-2003 08:26 PM
Rated G
A hot shot East Coast newspaper reporter was on assignment in Arkansas, when he struck up a conversation with a young lady in a bar. After a half dozen drinks, he suggested they get their own bottle and retire to his motel room, and she readily agreed.
"Say, how old are you anyway?" the reporter asked as the obviously young lass was disrobing.
"Thirteen," she replied with a shy smile.
"Thirteen ??? My God, girl !!! You get those clothes back on at once at get the hell outta here ! Are you crazy ?" he thundered.
Pausing briefly at the door as she left, the perplexed nymphet smiled and said, "Superstitious, huh ?"
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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 07-09-2003 11:54 AM
Rated R W.I.F.E.
Some people are sitting in a bar when one guy says, "My name is Larry, and I am a SNAG." Another guy says, "What's that? "The first guy says, "That means I am a Single, New Age Guy."
Another one says, "My name is Gary, and I am a DINK. A girl asks, "What's that?" He says, "That means I am a Double Income, No Kids."
A lady says, "That's nice. My name is Gertrude, and I am a WIFE." Larry says, "A WIFE? What's a WIFE?"
She says, "That means, Wash, Iron, Fuck, Etc."
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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 07-16-2003 06:15 AM
Rated PG
Two guys sat in a pub talking
John: Do you know Fred I've never met anyone like you,you worry all the time don't you?
Fred: Yep! All the bloody time,can't help it,I worry about everything
John: Are you like this at work?
Fred: Worse,from the moment I turn my machine on in the morning I worry.The machines gonna break down,the supervisor's gonna walk by when I'm doing nothing,the boss is gonna fire me etc etc
John: What about at home?
Fred: I'll put is this way,my wife left me 2 years ago and the kids won't even visit because of my worrying.
John: You can't go on like this mate,you're gonna make yourself very ill or even worry yourself to death.
Fred: I know, but what can I do about it,you are what you are.
About 2 weeks later John walks into the pub and there's Fred stood at the bar laughing and joking.
John: Jesus,you've changed Fred ain't ya?
Fred: How do you mean.
John: The worry thing.
Fred: Oh,I ain't seen you for a while have I.Met a guy 10 days ago,sorted my problem completely.
John: Thats great,who is he,a psychiatrist?
Fred: No,he's a professional worrier.I employ him to do all the worrying for me and I just get on and enjoy life.
John: Bloody hell,I've never heard of anything like that before but hey,if it's working why not.And how much does that cost you
Fred: Well it's $500 per week.
John: Jesus Christ,where the hell you gonna get that sort of money from?
Fred: Let him fucking worry about that!
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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 07-16-2003 08:33 AM
Rated R
The big game hunter walked in the bar and bragged to everyone about his hunting skills. The man was undoubtedly a good shot and no one could dispute that. But then he said that they could blindfold him and he would recognize any animal's skin from its feel, and if he could locate the bullet hole he would even tell them what caliber the bullet was that killed the animal.
The hunter said that he was willing to prove it if they would put up the drinks, and so the bet was on.
They blindfolded him carefully and took him to his first animal skin.
After feeling it for a few moments, he announced "Bear." Then he felt the bullet hole and declared, "Shot with a .308 rifle." He was right.
They brought him another skin, one that someone had in their car trunk.
He took a bit longer this time and then said, "Elk, Shot with a 7mm Mag rifle. He was right again.
Through the night, he proved his skills again and again, every time against a round of drinks. Finally he staggered home, drunk out of his mind, and went to sleep.
The next morning he got up and saw in the mirror that he had one hell of a shiner.
He said to his wife, "I know I was drunk last night, but not drunk enough to get in a fight and not remember it. Where did I get this black eye?"
His wife angrily replied, "I gave it to you. You got into bed and put your hand down my panties. Then you fiddled around a bit and loudly announced, "Skunk, killed with an axe."
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Bill Gabel
Film God

Posts: 3873
From: Technicolor / Postworks NY, USA
Registered: Jan 2002
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posted 07-23-2003 02:07 PM
Clean Eating Rated PG
A guy walks into a pub and sees a sign hanging over the bar which reads: - Cheese Sandwich: $1.50
Chicken Sandwich: $2.50 Hand Job: $10.00 He checks his wallet for the necessary payment, then he walks up to the bar and beckons to one of the exceptionally attractive blondes serving drinks to an eager-looking group of men. "Yes?" she inquires, with a knowing smile, "can I help you?" "Yep, I was wondering," whispers the man, "are you the one who gives the handjobs?" "Yes," she purrs, "I am." Replies the man, "Well, would you go and wash your hands then because I want a cheese sandwich!"
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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 07-24-2003 06:39 AM
Rated G Michele
A jumper cable walks into a bar.
The barman says, "I'll serve you, but don't start anything." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A sandwich walks into a bar.
The barman says, "Sorry, we don't serve food in here." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A dyslexic man walks into a bra. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says, "A beer please, and one for the road." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two hydrogen atoms walk into a bar.
One says, "I've lost my electron."
The other says, "Are you sure?"
The first replies, "Yes, I'm positive..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A termite walks into a bar and asks, "Is the bar tender here?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A drunk walks into a bar and says, "Ouch!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two TV antennae meet on a roof, fall in love and get married.
The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was brilliant. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Doc, I can't stop singing 'Green, Green Grass of Home.'"
"That sounds like Tom Jones syndrome."
"Is it common?"
"It's not unusual." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two cows are standing next to each other in a field. Daisy says to Dolly, "I was artificially inseminated this morning."
"I don't believe you," said Dolly.
"It's true -- no bull!" exclaimed Daisy.
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