milod Posted February 22, 2010 Posted February 22, 2010 Jax... As the cheerleader said, "Rah, rah, rah.." <chortle> m
jaxson50 Posted February 22, 2010 Posted February 22, 2010 A Pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The Pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and it won again The local paper read: PASTOR'S *** OUT FRONT. The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.. The next day, the local paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ***. This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the Pastor to get rid of the donkey.. The Pastor decided to give it to a Nun in a nearby Convent.. The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: NUN HAS BEST *** IN TOWN. The Bishop fainted! He informed the Nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10. The next day the papers read: NUN SELLS *** FOR $10. This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER *** IS WILD AND FREE. The Bishop was buried the next day.
TommyK Posted February 23, 2010 Posted February 23, 2010 Well' date=' I really don't know about[b'] Maine a jus.[/b]<chortle> m It's probably KSDADDY after a night on the town
milod Posted February 23, 2010 Posted February 23, 2010 Tommy... Yupper. <grin> I was kinda thinkin' along similar lines. There are a few highland cattle around this region, btw. Kinda look like a cross between a hairy sheepdog and a Texas longhorn. Used to see more of 'em. I always wondered how a drunk cowboy would take it on first seeing one of them. m
TommyK Posted February 23, 2010 Posted February 23, 2010 .... Kinda look like a cross between a hairy sheepdog and a Texas longhorn... That would be the result of weak fences.
TommyK Posted February 23, 2010 Posted February 23, 2010 A Illinois State motorcycle trooper was along the interstate trying to keep a lost pig off the highway. A passer by stopped to see if he could help. The passerby had no experience with pigs but offered to help. The two finally coerced the pig into the back of the civilian's car. They both looked at each other with a collective, "Now what do we do?" The trooper told the man that there is a stock yards in Peoria and that would probably be the best place to take him. The man said he knew where it was, then left the scene. A week later the trooper is patrolling the same stretch of highway and saw the man who helped him with the pig the previous week go by. Much to his surprise, the pig was now up front in the passenger seat. Window open, front leg hanging out grinning from ear to wind flapped ear. "What the?... this bears looking into." The trooper turned on the lights and siren and persued the man and pig. After he stopped the man he asked, "I thought you were going to take him to the stock yards last week." "I did," replied the man, "He had so much fun, I'm taking him to the Six Flags this week-end."
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