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Thanks for the emails - To My
Friends, I would like to say...
My heartfelt appreciation goes out to all
of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me "forwards" over
the past 12 months. Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed,
and wealthy.
Extra thanks goes to whoever sent
me the e-mail about the rat crap in the glue on envelopes, because now
I use a wet sponge to seal my envelopes. You probably saved my life.
I also scrub the top of every can I open,
thanks to an e-mail from one of you.
Because of your concern I no longer drink
Coca Cola, because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer use Glad wrap in the microwave
because it causes cancer.
I no longer check the coin return on pay
phones, because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants,
even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
I no longer go to shopping centres, because
someone might drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer answer the phone, because
someone will ask me to dial a number, for which I will get a phone bill
with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.
I no longer eat KFC because their
"chickens" are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer have any trainers, but that
will change, once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.
I no longer worry about my soul, because at
last count I have 363,214 angels watching over me.
Thanks to you, I have learned that God
answers prayers only if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and
make a wish within five minutes.
I no longer have any money in my savings,
because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital
(for the 1,387,258th time). In fact, I no longer have any money at all,
but that will change once I receive the £15,000 that Microsoft and AOL
are sending me for participating in their special email program.
I want to thank you so much for looking out
for me.
Now I would like to return the favour. If
you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7
minutes, a large pigeon, with a wicked case of diarrhoea, will land on
your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon.
I know this will occur because it actually
happened to a friend of my next door neighbour's, ex-mother-in-law's,
second husband's, cousin's beautician.
~~~|QZNAZ|~~~
YEAR 1981
1. Prince Charles got married.
2. Liverpool crowned soccer Champions of Europe.
3. Australia lost the Ashes.
4. Pope died.
YEAR 2005
1. Prince Charles got married.
2. Liverpool crowned soccer Champions of Europe.
3. Australia lost the Ashes.
4. Pope died.
If in the future, when Prince Charles
decides to remarry, please warn the Pope and the Australians.
<<<>>>
GREAT TRUTHS THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE
LEARNED:
1) No matter how hard you try, you can't baptise cats.
2) When your Mum is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair.
3) If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the
second person.
4) Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato.
5) You can't trust dogs to watch your food.
6) Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.
7) Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time.
8) You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk.
9) Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts.
10) The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap.
GREAT TRUTHS THAT ADULTS HAVE LEARNED:
1) Raising teenagers is like nailing jelly
to a tree.
2) Wrinkles don't hurt.
3) Families are like fudge...mostly sweet, with a few nuts.
4) Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
5) Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside.
6) Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fibre, not the toy.
GREAT TRUTHS ABOUT GROWING OLD
1) Growing old is mandatory; growing up is
optional.
2) Forget the health food. I need all the preservatives I can get.
3) When you fall down, you wonder what else you can do while you're
down
there.
4) You're getting old when you get the same sensation from a rocking
chair
that you once got from a roller coaster.
5) It's frustrating when you know all the answers but nobody bothers to
ask you the questions.
6) Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.
7) Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone.
<<<>>>
THE FOUR STAGES OF LIFE:
1) You believe in Santa Claus.
2) You don't believe in Santa Claus.
3) You are Santa Claus.
4) You look like Santa Claus.
<<<>>>
SUCCESS:
At age 4 success is . . . not piddling in
your pants.
At age 12 success is . . . having friends.
At age 17 success is . . having a drivers licence.
At age 35 success is . . . having money.
At age 50 success is . . . having money.
At age 70 success is . .. . having a drivers licence.
At age 75 success is . . . having friends.
At age 80 success is . . . not piddling in your pants.
~~~|QZNAZ|~~~
An elderly lady in Florida did her shopping
and, upon returning to her car, found four males in the act of leaving
with her vehicle. She dropped her shopping bags and drew her handgun,
proceeding to scream at the top of her voice, "I have a gun, and I know
how to use it! Get out of the car!"
The four men didn't wait for a second
invitation - they got out and ran like mad.
The lady, somewhat shaken, then proceeded
to load her shopping bags into the
back of the car and got into the driver's seat. She was so shaken that
she
could not get her key into the ignition. She tried and tried, and then
it
dawned on her why.
A few minutes later, she found her own car
parked four or five spaces
farther down. She loaded her bags into the car and drove to the police
station.
The sergeant to whom she told the story
couldn't stop laughing. He pointed
to the other end of the counter, where four pale men were reporting a
car-jacking by a mad, elderly woman described as white, less than five
feet
tall, glasses, curly white hair, and carrying a large handgun.
No charges were filed.
If you're going to have a "senior moment",
make it a memorable one
~~~|QZNAZ|~~~
Remember to Cancel your credit cards...THIS IS SO FUNNY
Be sure and cancel your credit cards before
you die. This is so priceless,
and so easy to see happening, customer service being what it is today.
A
lady died this past January, and Citibank billed her for February and
March for their annual service charges on her credit card, and then
added
late fees and interest on the monthly charge. The balance had been
$0.00,
now is somewhere around $60.00. A family member placed a call to
Citibank:
Family Member: "I am calling to tell you
that she died in January."
Citibank: "The account was never closed and
the late fees and charges
still apply."
Family Member: "Maybe, you should turn it
over to collections."
Citibank: "Since it is two months past due,
it already has been.
Family Member: So, what will they do when
they find out she is dead?"
Citibank: "Either report her account to the
frauds division or report her
to the credit bureau, maybe both!"
Family Member: "Do you think God will be
mad at her?"
Citibank: "Excuse me?"
Family Member: "Did you just get what I was
telling you - the part about
her being dead?"
Citibank: "Sir, you'll have to speak to my
supervisor."
Supervisor gets on the phone:
Family Member: "I'm calling to tell you,
she died in January."
Citibank: "The account was never closed and
the late fees and charges
still apply."
Family Member: "You mean you want to
collect from her estate?"
Citibank: (Stammer) "Are you her lawyer?"
Family Member: "No, I'm her great nephew."
(Lawyer info given)
Citibank: "Could you fax us a certificate
of death?"
Family Member: "Sure." (fax number is
given)
After they get the fax:
Citibank: "Our system just isn't set-up for
death. I don't know what more
I can do to help."
Family Member: "Well, if you figure it out,
great! If not, you could just
keep billing her. I don't think she will care."
Citibank: "Well, the late fees and charges
do still apply."
Family Member: "Would you like her new
billing address?"
Citibank: "That might help."
Family Member: "Odessa Memorial Cemetery,
Highway 129, Plot Number 69."
Citibank: "Sir, that's a cemetery!"
Family Member: "What do you do with dead
people on your planet?"
<<<>>>
An elderly man in Adelaide calls his son in
Sydney on the week before Xmas and says: "I hate to ruin your day, but
I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; 45 years of
misery is enough."
"Dad, what are you talking about?" the son
screams.
"We can't stand the sight of each other any
longer," the old man says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of
talking about this, so you call your sister in Brisbane and tell her."
And he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who
explodes on the phone.
"Like heck they're getting divorced," she
shouts. "I'll take care of this."
She calls her dad immediately, and screams
at the old man, "You are NOT getting divorced! Don't do a single thing
until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there
tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to
his wife. "Okay," he says, "they're coming for Christmas, and paying
their own air fares."
<<<>>>
An old farmer in Iowa had
owned a large farm for several years. He had a large pond in the back,
fixed up nice; picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple and
peach trees. The pond was properly shaped and fixed up for swimming
when it was built.
One evening the old farmer decided to go
down to the pond, as he hadn't been there for a while, and look it
over. He grabbed a five gallon bucket to bring back some fruit. As he
neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee.
As he came closer he saw it was a bunch of
young women skinny-dipping in his pond. He made the women aware of his
presence and they all went to the deep end of the pond.
One of the women shouted to him, "We're not
coming out until you leave!"
The old man frowned, "I didn't come down
here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the pond
naked."
Holding the bucket up he said, "I'm here to
feed the alligator."
Moral: Old age and cunning will triumph
over youth and enthusiasm every time
* SALAD DODGER.
An excellent phrase for an overweight person.
* TESTICULATING.
Waving your arms around and talking bollocks.
* BLAMESTORMING.
Sitting round in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a
project failed, and who was responsible.
* SEAGULL MANAGER.
A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything, and
then leaves.
* ASSMOSIS.
The process by which people seem to absorb success and advancement by
sucking up to the boss rather than working hard.
* SALMON DAY.
The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get
screwed and die.
* CUBE FARM.
An office filled with cubicles.
* PRAIRIE DOGGING.
When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and
people's heads pop up over the walls to see what's going on. (This also
applies to applause for a promotion because there may be cake.)
* SITCOMs.
Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn
into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home
with the kids or start a 'home business'.
* SINBAD.
Single working girls. Single income, no boyfriend and desperate.
* AEROPLANE BLONDE.
One who has bleached/dyed her hair but still has a 'black box'.
* PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE.
The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it
to work again.
* ADMINISPHERE.
The rarefied organisational layers beginning just above the rank and
file. Decisions that fall from the 'adminisphere' are often profoundly
inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems
they were designed to solve. This is often affiliated with the dreaded
'administrivia' - needless paperwork and processes.
* 404.
Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message '404 Not
Found' meaning that the requested document could not be located.
* AUSSIE KISS.
Similar to a French Kiss, but given down under.
* OH - NO SECOND.
That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just
made a BIG mistake (e.g. you've hit 'reply all').
* GREYHOUND.
A very short skirt, only an inch from the hare.
* JOHNNY-NO-STARS.
A young man of substandard intelligence, the typical adolescent who
works in a burger restaurant. The 'no-stars' comes from the badges
displaying stars that staff at fast-food restaurants often wear to show
their level of training.
* MILLENNIUM DOMES.
The contents of a Wonderbra, i.e. extremely impressive when viewed from
the outside, but there's actually naught in there worth seeing.
* MONKEY BATH.
A bath so hot, that when lowering yourself in, you go: 'Oo! Oo! Oo! Aa!
Aa! Aa!'.
* MYSTERY BUS.
The bus that arrives at the pub on Friday night while you're in the
toilet after your 10th pint, and whisks away all the unattractive
people so the pub is suddenly packed with stunners when you come back
in.
* MYSTERY TAXI.
The taxi that arrives at your place on Saturday morning before you wake
up, whisks away the stunner you slept with, and leaves a 10- Pinter in
your bed instead.
* BEER COAT.
The invisible but warm coat worn when walking home after a booze cruise
at 3:00am.
* BEER COMPASS.
The invisible device that ensures your safe arrival home after booze
cruise, even though you're too drunk to remember where you live, how
you got here, and where you've come from.
* BREAKING THE SEAL.
Your first pee in the pub, usually after 2 hours of drinking. After
breaking the seal of your bladder, repeat visits to the toilet will be
required every 10 or 15 minutes for the rest of the night.
* TART FUEL.
Bottled premixed spirits, regularly consumed by young women.
* TRAMP STAMP
Tattoo on a female
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