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Topic: Miscellaneous - Part Two
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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 08-25-2003 12:23 PM
Rated G
Lirty Dies: Maddam and Yubble-Doo
Let me tell you the story of that big troublemaker. That dictator of Iraq. That butcher of Baghdad. That madman, Saddam.
Let me start all over.
LET ME STELL YOU the tory of that trig bubblemaker. That ictator from Diraq. That bagger of butchdad. That Sadman, MADDAM
Maddam has wig beapons of ass mannihilation. Wo nay is he gonna mannihilate my ass. Cow hum? 'Cuz of our learless feeder. The yesident of the Proo-Ess. Yubble-doo.
YUBBLE-DOO has a Q.I. in the dingle sigits. He couldn't frick pants on a wap of the murld. And when he was a yudent at Stale he was copped by a stop ... for IUD. But Yubble-doo thinks he's a datter-lay Raul Pevere. Lun if by wand, soo if by tea, tam the dorpedos, I have not yet fegun to bite.
Yubble-doo has a core wabinet full of more-wongers. Like Ronald Dumsfeld. What a nun-gut. And Chick Daney. What a white ringer. Yeah, but how 'bout all those niece-picks, smot pokers, and lamingfliberals?
They wouldn't gick up a pun if Hussolini, Titler, and Mojo were harashooting into Pollywood.
Then there's Blanz Hicks. Alias Clinspector Ousseau. That nuke wouldn't see a fluke if one humped him on his bed. And there's a French from the stench. La la oo, Pay Garee. What a mile of perde.
We oughtta give those flogs a good frogging. Franky-spanky, franky-spanky. Then there's those Terks in Jurkey. They won't let us trace our boops.
And how 'bout N.U.? What a blouse of ho-hards. Full of boo-tit, hin-torn shictaterdips. It's enough to make Colin towel throw in the Powell. Except we do have one frig bend who's trot to hot. Blony Tair. He is yandsome, hung, and hung-go. Liff upper stiff, in the tittish brabloids.
THE STORAL of my mory is this: Set get for stesert dorm, tart poo. Alias, thurld war wee! Yucky lou!
Except this time, there's no Norman Storman.
Only a lunch of boozers.
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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 08-26-2003 07:51 AM
Rated G
Driving to the office this morning on the Interstate,I looked over to my left and there was a Woman in a brand new Cadillac doing 65 mph with her face up next to her rear view mirror putting on her eyeliner I looked away for a couple seconds and when I looked back she was halfway over in my lane,still working on that makeup.
As a man,I don't scare easily.But she scared me so much;I dropped my electric shaver,which knocked the donut out of my other hand.In all the confusion of trying to straighten out the car using my knees against the steering wheel,it knocked my cell phone away from my ear which fell into the coffee between my legs,splashed,and burned Big Jim and the Twins,ruined the damn phone,soaked my trousers,and disconnected an important call.Damn women drivers!
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
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posted 08-26-2003 08:16 AM
Rated G JerseyT
Years ago, CBS had a popular little series called "Gilligan's Island." There is, however, a dark secret about this "comedy" you may never have realized. The island is a direct representation of Hell.
Nobody on the island wants to be there, yet none are able to leave.Each one of the characters represents one of the 7 deadly sins:
Ginger represents LUST - she wears skimpy outfits, is obsessed with her looks,and is a borderline nymphomaniac.
Mary Ann represents ENVY - she is jealous of Ginger's beauty.
The Professor represents PRIDE - he is an annoying know-it-all.
Mr. Howell represents GREED - no explanation needed.
Mrs. Howell represents SLOTH - she has never lifted a finger to help on any of their escape plans.
The Skipper represents two sins: GLUTTONY - again,no explanation needed and ANGER - he violently hits Gilligan on each show.
This leaves Gilligan. Gilligan is the person who put them there. He prevents them from leaving by foiling all of their escape plots. Also,it is HIS island. Therefore, Gilligan is SATAN.
Crazy? He does wear red in every episode.
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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 09-02-2003 06:59 AM
Rated G Michele
A Scout Master was teaching his boy scouts about survival in the desert."What are the three most important things you should bring with you in case you get lost in the desert?" he asked. Several hands went up, and many important things were suggested such as food, matches, etc.Then one little boy in the back eagerly raised his hand. "Yes Timmy, what are the three most important things you would bring with you?" asked the Scout Master. Timmy replied: "A compass, a canteen of water, and a deck of cards." "Why's that Timmy?" "Well," answered Timmy, "the compass is to find the right direction,the water is to prevent dehydration." "And what about the deck of cards?" asked the Scout Master impatiently. "Well, Sir, as soon as you start playing Solitaire, some jerk is bound to come up behind you and say,"Put that red nine on top of that black ten!"
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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 09-02-2003 11:35 AM
Rated G
WHO AM I?
I am your constant companion, I am your greatest helper or heaviest burden. I will push you onward or drag you down to failure. I am completely at your command. Half the things you do might just as well turn over to me and I will be able to do them quickly and correctly.
I am easily managed - you must merely be firm with me. Show me exactly how you want something done and after a few lessons, I will do it automatically. I am the servant of all great people; and alas, of all failures as well. Those who are great, I have made great. Those who are failures, I have made failures.
I am not a machine, though I work with all the precision of a machine plus the intelligence of a human. You may run me for a profit or run me for ruin - it makes no difference to me.
Take me, train me, be firm with me, And I will place the world at your feet. Be easy with me, and I will destroy you. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
WHO AM I?
I AM HABIT.
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