Author: admin

It was the day after Christmas at a church in San Francisco.

The pastor of the church was looking at the manager scene when he notice that the baby Jesus figure was missing from the cradle.

He immediately turned and went ouitside and saw a little boy with a red wagon walking down the street. And in the wagon, was the figure of the infant Jesus.

So he walked up to the boy and said, “Son, where did you get that little baby Jesus that is in your wagon?”

The little boy replied, “I got him from the church.”

“And why did you take him?” asked the pastor.

The little boy replied, “Well, about a week before Christmas, I prayed to the little Lord Jesus.

I told him if he would bring me a red wagon for Christmas, I would give him a ride around the block in it.”

Submitted by Curtis
Edited by Calamjo

A friend of a guy in the Nutrition School at Tufts was one of the lucky passengers onboard a Northwest Airlines flight to Boston during our recent hurricane “Bob”. The captain did his best to skirt the edge of the storm, but it was a pretty rough ride just the same, rough enough that the flight attendants were ordered to strap themselves into their seats for about half an hour, and many of the passengers were putting the little plastic-lined bags in their seat pockets to good use.

When the turbulence finally abated, the flight attendants unbuckled themselves, and the captain’s voice came on over the intercom. “Well, folks, that was quite some ride, wasn’t it?’ But we came through it fine, just the way we always do, and I’m happy to report that it looks like the remainder of our trip should be much calmer. On behalf of myself and today’s flight crew, I’d like to thank you very much for your calmness and cooperation, and extend our best wishes for a pleasant stay in Boston.”

…after a short pause and several clicks “Jeez Man – whadda bitchin’ ride” Boy – I sure could use a cup of good strong coffee and a blow job, right about now'”

As a stricken stewardess dashed up the aisle to the cabin to inform the captain that his intercom was still on, one of the passengers called after her, “Don’t forget the coffee!”

“�Compadre, en mi casa mando yo, y cuando digo: tengo hambre, me sirven de comer y cuando digo tr�iganme el agua caliente, me la traen de inmediato!”

“Y para que quiere agua caliente?”

“�No me diga que usted lava los platos con agua fr�a!”

one day a lady went to see her doctor about using viragra for
her husband. “doctor no matter what i do i can never seem to get
him in the modd for love!” “well he (hands her a bottle of
viragra) slip one of these in his coffe in the morning and in
few days come back and see me” so the lady goes home and does
what the doctor said. after the first day nothing change. so she
tryed giving him 3. but it still didn’t work. so one morning she
pured the rest of the bottle in.

about a week later the doctor caled the house and a little boy
answered the phone. “hello son, is your mother around?” the boy
pauses takes a deep breathe and says “well… my mom’s dead, my
sister, ran away, the maid’s pregnant, my ass hurts and my dad’s
running around outside yelling ‘here kitty kitty'”

Cuatro madres est�n hablando de sus hijos sacerdotes. La primera dice:

“Mi hijo es Monse�or, y cuando entra en una sala la gente se pone de pie y le saluda diciendo: Buenos d�as, Monse�or.”

La segunda no puede ser menos, y dice:

“Mi hijo es obispo, y cuando entra en una sala la gente se pone de pie y le saluda diciendo: Buenos d�as, Excelencia.”

La tercera dice:

“Mi hijo es cardenal, y cuando entra en una sala la gente se pone de pie y lo saluda diciendo Buenos d�as, Eminencia.”

Pero el hijo de la cuarta madre es un cura com�n y corriente, as� que va esta tipa y dice:

“Mi hijo mide 2 metros 20 y pesa 215 kilos, as� que cuando entra en una sala la gente dice: Oh, Dios m�o.”