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			<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2016 18:15:45 GMT</pubDate>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2016 14:44:57 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p> I was in the six item express lane at the store quietly fuming. Completely ignoring the sign, the<br /><br />woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-out line pushing a cart piled high with groceries.<br /><br />Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward looked into the cart<br /><br />and asked sweetly, So which six items would you like to buy?<br /><br />(Wouldn&#x27;t it be great if that happened more often?)<br /><br />------------------------------ ------------------------------<br /><br />Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbor and his wife were told there would be a 45 minute wait for a table.<br /><br />Young man, we&#x27;re both 90 years old, the husband said. We may not have 45 minutes.<br /><br />They were seated immediately.<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />The reason politicians try so hard to get re-elected is that they would hate to have to make a<br /><br />living under the laws they have just passed.<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />All eyes were on the radiant bride as her father escorted her down the aisle. They reached the<br /><br />altar and the waiting groom. The bride kissed her father and placed something in his hand.<br /><br />The guests in the front pews responded with ripples of laughter. Even the priest smiled broadly.<br /><br />As her father gave her away in marriage, the bride gave him back his credit card.<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and<br /><br />get used to the idea.<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Three friends from the local congregation were asked, When you&#x27;re in your casket, and friends and congregation members are mourning over you, what would you like them to say?<br /><br />Artie said, I would like them to say I was a wonderful husband, a fine spiritual leader, and a great family man.<br /><br />Eugene commented, I would like them to say I was a wonderful teacher and servant of God who made a huge difference in people&#x27;s lives.<br /><br />Al said, I&#x27;d like them to say, &#x27;Look, he&#x27;s moving!&#x27;<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Smith climbs to the top of Mt. Sinai to get close enough to talk to God. Looking up, he asks the Lord. God, what does a million years mean to you?<br /><br />The Lord replies, A minute.<br /><br />Smith asks, And what does a million dollars mean to you?<br /><br />The Lord replies, A penny.<br /><br />Smith asks, Can I have a penny?<br /><br />The Lord replies, In a minute.<br /><br />-------------------------------------------------<br /><br />John was on his deathbed and gasped pitifully, Give me one last request, dear, he said.<br /><br />Of course, John, his wife said softly.<br /><br />Six months after I die, John said, I want you to marry Bob.<br /><br />But I thought you hated Bob, she said..<br /><br />With his last breath John said, I do!<br /><br />--------------------------------------<br /><br />A man goes to see the Rabbi. Rabbi, something terrible is happening and I have to talk to you about it.<br /><br />The Rabbi asked, What&#x27;s wrong?<br /><br />The man replied, My wife is going to poison me.<br /><br />The Rabbi, very surprised by this, asks, How can that be?<br /><br />The man then pleads, I&#x27;m telling you, I&#x27;m certain she&#x27;s going to poison me. What should I do?<br /><br />The Rabbi then offers, Tell you what. Let me talk to her; I&#x27;ll see what I can find out and I&#x27;ll let you know.<br /><br />A week later the Rabbi calls the man.<br /><br />He says, I spoke to your wife on the phone for three hours. You want my advice?<br /><br />The man said, Yes and the Rabbi replied, Take the poison.<br /><br />--------------------------------------<br /><br />I was always taught to respect my elders, but it keeps getting harder to find one.<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/114398">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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