Girlfriend

Last year, my friend upgraded his GirlFriend 3.1 to GirlFriendPlus1.0
(marketing name: Fiancee1.0).

Recently he upgraded Fiancee1.0 to Wife1.0 and it’s a memory hogger, has taken
all his space; and Wife1.0 must be running before he can do anything. Although
he didn’t ask for them, Wife1.0 came with Plug-Ins such as MotherInLaw and
BrotherInLaw.

Some features I’d like to see in the upcoming GirlFriend4.0.
– A “Don’t remind me again” button
– Minimize button
– Shutdown feature – An install shield feature so that Girlfriend4.0 can be
completely uninstalled if so desired (so you don’t lose cache and other objects)

I tried running Girlfriend 2.0 with Girlfriend 1.0 still installed, they
tried using the same I/O port and conflicted. Then I tried to uninstall
Girlfriend 1.0 but it didn’t have
an uninstall program. I tried to uninstall it by hand, but it put files in my
system directory.

Another thing that sucks — in all versions of Girlfriend that I’ve used is
that it is totally “object orientated” and only supports hardware with gold
plated contacts.

Eran tres maes que entran

Eran tres maes que entran a una discoteque y se sientan en una mesa. En la mesa del frente ven a una atractiva chica que est� sola; entonces dice uno de ellos: “�Ven a aquella hembra que est� all� al frente? Vean y aprendan c�mo se conquista a una chica”.

Se acerca a la chica y le dice: “Esteee, �hola muchacha c�mo est�? Bueno, es que yo quer�a preguntarle a ver si podr�a bailar una pieza conmigo.”

A lo que ella responde: “�Usted est� loco? Cu�ndo a visto un manjar en el hocico de un perro?”

El pobre se fue a sentar a la mesa con el rabo entre las patas. Entonces se para el segundo y dice: “T� lo hiciste mal, yo te ense�ar� c�mo hacerlo.”

Se acerca a la chica y dice: “Mmmm, hola hermosura. �C�mo es que una chica tan bella est� aqu� sentada tan sola. �Qu� te parece si bailamos una pieza y luego nos tomamos algo?”

Y la chica le contesta: “�Quee�? �Cu�ndo ha visto un manjar en el hocico de un perro?”

Y este otro mae se fue a sentar sin siquiera volver a levantar la cabeza. Entonces se para el tercero que se lo llevaba puta del coler�n y le dice a los otros: “Vean hijueputas yo a ustedes les voy a ense�ar de verdad c�mo se conquista una zorra de esas.”

Entonces se acerca a la hembra y con tono �spero: “Hey, usted.”

“�Qui�n, yo?”

“S� est�pida, �con qui�n m�s cree que estoy hablando? Bueno yo nada m�s ven�a a preguntarle a ver si quer�a bailar alguna mierda de canci�n.”

“�Ja!, �cu�ndo ha visto un manjar en el hocico de un perro?”

Y el mae le responde: “No, yo nada m�s le vine a pedir que bail�ramos, no que me la mamara.”

BLOW ME THE QUECHUAN FLUTE:

BLOW ME THE QUECHUAN FLUTE: S�plame la quena.

FOR IF THE FLIES: Por si las moscas.

EYE TO LOUSE: Ojo al piojo.

YOU HAVE ME TIRED; YOU HAVE ME: Me ten�s cansado; me ten�s.

THE FIFTH LINING OF THE BALLS: El quinto forro de las pelotas.

GO TO KNOW: And� a saber.

CATCH YOURSELF CATHERINE: Ag�rrate Catalina.

YOU ARE TICKET: Sos boleta.

LITTLE FEMALE GAUCHOS PACKAGE: Paquete de criollitas.

STAY FLY: Qu�date mosca.

I MADE MYSELF THE RAT: Me hice la rata.

THAT’S MY CHICKEN: Ese es mi pollo.

TO BURY THE SWEET POTATO: Enterrar la batata.

THROW ME THE RUBBER: T�rame la goma.

TO ANOTHER THING BUTTERFLY: A otra cosa mariposa.

LIKE WHO DOESN’T WANT THE THING: Como quien no quiere la cosa.

BETWEEN NO MORE AND DRINK A CHAIR: Entre nom�s y tome asiento.

I DON’T GIVE MORE: No doy m�s.

HE IS BIGGER BALLED THAN THE PIGEONS: Es m�s boludo que las palomas.

LITTLE POTATO FOR THE PARROT: Papita pa’l loro.

NOT TO HUNT ONE: No cazar una.

IT IMPORTS ME A HORN: Me importa un cuerno.

WHAT THREW IT: Que lo tiro.

IT’S TO THE ROCKET: Es al cuete.

WHAT A HANDRAIL: Que baranda.

TO SPEND A PERSON: Gastar a una persona.

WE ARE ALL ALIVE: Somos todos vivos.

TO MAKE THE DUCK: Hacer la pata.

TURKEY’S AGE: La edad del pavo.

LET’S GO YET!: �Vamos, todav�a!

IT MATTERS ME A WHISTLE: Me importa un pito.

I’M MADE BAG: Estoy hecho bolsa.

SEND FRUIT: Mandar fruta.

TO BE A DEAD LITTLE FLY: Ser un mosquita muerta.

ARE YOU DRINKING MY HAIR?: �Me est�s tomando el pelo.

IT WENT ME LIKE THE ASS: Me fue como el culo.

DON’T FORGET HEADS: No se olviden de Cabezas.

IT HAS MY BALLS FILLED: Me tiene las bolas llenas.

DO YOU WANT MORE YELLOW: �Quiere m�s hielo?

YOUR SISTER IS AN IRON: Tu hermana es un fierro.

THE SHELL OF YOUR SISTER: La concha de tu hermana.

HE DOESN’T GIVE FOOT WITH BALL: No da pie con bola.

SKULL DON’T SHOUT: Calavera no chilla.

TO CRY TO THE CHURCH: A llorar a la iglesia.

TO DO EGG: Hacer huevo.

IT SUCKS ME ONE EGG: Me chupa un huevo.

PUTTING WAS THE GOOSE: Poniendo estaba la gansa.

IT’S NOT NESSARY: No es nesario

SUN OF A BEACH: Sol de una playa.

AS BORING AS LICKING A NAIL: Aburrido como chupar un clavo.

BLACK MOTHER FUCKER WAS FUCKED US ALL: Menem.

Un s�bado, tres amigos que

Un s�bado, tres amigos que acostumbran jugar golf juntos est�n listos para iniciar la partida cuando se les acerca un solitario jugador que les pregunta si podr�a acompa�arlos. Los amigos se ven las caras y deciden aceptarlo:

“Con gusto, venga con nosotros”.

A unos dos hoyos de haber comenzado, los compa�eros no pueden resistir la curiosidad y, entablando conversaci�n con el extra�o, le preguntan qu� hace para ganarse la vida.

“Soy un ‘eliminador'”.

Los tres camaradas comenzaron a re�r.

“No, de verdad”, continu� el extra�o, “soy un eliminador. Elimino gente; mi arma est� en el saco de palos. La llevo conmigo a todas partes. Si quieren, le pueden dar un vistazo”.

Uno de los amigos decide verificar la historia y, al abrir el saco, ve un rifle con una enorme mira telesc�pica. Asombrado, comenta:

“�Qu� pieza, apuesto que podr�a ver mi casa con esto! �Puedo probar?”

“Seguro”, contesta el eliminador.

As� que el hombre mira por un segundo a trav�s de la mira telesc�pica y exclama:

“�Vaya que si se puede ver mi casa! Hasta veo a mi mujer desnuda en el cuarto. �No es hermosa? �Un momento, tambi�n est� mi vecino! �Y desnudo!”

Totalmente alterado, le pide al eliminador que lo ayude a limpiar su honor. El mat�n le contesta:

“Me pagan 10 mil d�lares cada vez que jalo el gatillo”.

“��Diez mil?! Es mucho, pero esto no lo soporto. Tiene que hacer dos eliminaciones: una a mi mujer, justo en la boca, porque nunca para de hablar; otra al tipo �se, en los genitales, para que aprenda a respetar a las mujeres de los dem�s”.

El eliminador accede; se prepara y observa detenidamente a trav�s de la mira telesc�pica, hasta que unos cinco minutos despu�s, el individuo agraviado, impaciente, le reclama:

“�Qu� espera? �No aguanto m�s! ��Por qu� no dispara de una buena vez?!”

“S�lo un poco m�s. Estoy a punto de ahorrarle diez mil…”

Eye Test

An Optometrist was performing a complete physical, including the visual acuity test. He placed the patient twenty feet from the chart and began, – “Cover your right eye with your hand.” The man read the 20/20 line perfectly. – “Now your left.” Again, a flawless read. – “Now both,” The Optometrist requested. There was silence. The man couldn’t even read the large E on the top line. The Optometrist turned and discovered that the man had done exactly what he’d been asked: he was standing there with both his eyes covered.

The Top 10 Arnold Schwarzenegger Campaign Slogans

10> Not Just Another Overpaid Celebrity Taking Advantage of Name Recognition and the Resulting Glut of Free Media Coverage

9> Your Vote Could Help Prevent Him From Making “Last Action Hero 2”

8> Of Course He’s Sincere: We Already Know He Can’t Act

7> It’s Not a Toomah, It’s ze Defizit!

6> Vote for Me or “I’ll Be Back” Next Election With Even More Annoying Slogans

5> Vote for Someone With Experience Screwing a Democrat

4> The Closest Thing to a Bulletproof Kennedy

3> Schwarzenegger: Be Thankful I’m Not a Write-In Candidate

2> I’m a Friend of Gray Davis. I Was Told That He’s Here. Could I See Him, Please?

1> Free Water and Electricity From Oregon, or I’ll Kick Their Governor’s Ass!

[ The Top 5 List www.topfive.com ]

[ Copyright 2003 by Chris White ]

Anniversary News

The wealthy couple were celebrating their 35th wedding anniversary. Their three grown sons joined them for dinner. The old man was rather irritated when he discovered that none of the boys had bothered to bring a gift, and after the meal, he drew them aside. ‘You’re all grown men,’ he said, ‘and old enough to hear this. Your mother and I have never been legally married.’ ‘What?’ gasped one of the sons. ‘Do you mean to say we’re all bastards?’ ‘Yes,’ snapped the old man, closing the trap, ‘and cheap ones, too!’

Clinton and the Pope

Clinton and the Pope die on the same day, and due to some administrative foul
up, Clinton gets sent to Heaven and the Pope gets sent to Hell.
The Pope explains the situation to the Hell administration, they check their
paperwork, and the error is acknowledged. They explain, however, that it will
take about 24 hours to make the switch.

The next day, the Pope is called in, the Hell administration bids him
farewell, and he heads for Heaven. On the way up, he meets Clinton on the way
down, and they stop to chat.

Pope: Sorry about the mix up.

Clinton: No problem.

Pope: Well, I’m really excited about going to Heaven.

Clinton: Why’s that?

Pope: All my life I’ve wanted to meet the Virgin Mary.

Clinton: You’re a day late.