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To: Zbyte who wrote (1835)10/22/1999 9:42:00 AM
From: Barney  Respond to of 2380
 
Scientists want God to retire...

One day a group of eminent scientists got together and decided that Man had come a long way and no longer needed God. So they picked one scientist to go and tell Him that they were done with Him.

The scientist walked up to God and said, "God, we've decided that we no longer need You. We're to the point that we can clone people and do many miraculous things, so why don't You just retire?"

God listened very patiently to the man and then said, "Very well, but first, how about this, let's have a Man-making contest." To which the scientist replied, "OK, great!"

But God added, "Now, we're going to do this just like I did back in the old days with Adam." The scientist said, "Sure, no problem" and bent down and grabbed himself a handful of dirt.

God just looked at him and said, "No, no, no. You go get your own dirt!"



To: Zbyte who wrote (1835)10/22/1999 9:44:00 AM
From: Barney  Respond to of 2380
 
Is Your Mother Home?

A door-to-door salesman rang the bell at a suburban home,
and the door was opened by a nine year old boy puffing on
a long black cigar.

Amazed, the salesman stammered, "Uh, is your Mother home?"

The boy took the cigar out of his mouth, flicked off the
ashes and asked, "What do you think, dude?"



To: Zbyte who wrote (1835)10/22/1999 9:48:00 AM
From: Barney  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 2380
 
So this guy is walking with his friend. He says to his
friend, "I'm a walking economy."

His friend replies, "How's that?"

"It's like this: My hair line is in recession, my stomach
is a victim of inflation, and the combination of these factors
is putting me into a deep depression."