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To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (14493)5/12/2000 11:35:00 AM
From: Edwarda  Respond to of 62550
 
Ten year old Johnny rushed home from school, invaded the fridge, and is scooping out cherry vanilla ice cream when his mother enters the kitchen.

She says, "Put that away, Johnny. You can't have ice cream now. It's too close to supper time. Go outside and play."

Johnny whimpers and says, "There's no one to play with."

Trying to placate him, she says, "OK. I'll play with you. What do you want to play?"

He says, "I wanna play Mommie and Daddy."

Trying not to register surprise, she decided to appease him, by saying, "Fine, I'll play. What do I do?"

Johnny says, "You go up to the bedroom and lie down."

Figuring that she can easily control the situation, Mom goes upstairs.

Johnny, feeling a bit cocky, swaggers down the hall and opens the utility closet. He dons his fathers old fishing hat. As he starts up the stairs, he notices a cigarette butt in the ashtray on the end table. He picks it up and slips it in the corner of his mouth. At the top of the stairs, he moves to the bedroom doorway.

Really confused, and now even a bit worried, his mother raises her head and says, "Well, what do I do now?"

In a gruff voice Johnny says, "Get your ass downstairs and get that kid some ice cream!"



To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (14493)5/12/2000 11:37:00 AM
From: Edwarda  Respond to of 62550
 
An artist, a lawyer, and a computer scientist are discussing the merits of a mistress.

The artist tells of the passion, the thrill which comes with the risk of being discovered.

The lawyer warns of the difficulties. It can lead to guilt, divorce, bankruptcy. Not worth it. Too many problems.

The computer scientist says, "It's the best thing that's ever happened to me. My wife thinks I'm with my mistress. My mistress thinks I'm home with my wife, and I can spend all night on the computer!"



To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (14493)5/12/2000 11:40:00 AM
From: Edwarda  Respond to of 62550
 
How To Install Software:
>
> A 12-Step Program By Dave Barry
>
> 1. Examine the software packaging until you find a little printed box that
> explains what kind of computer system you need to run the software. It
> should look some-thing like this:
> SYSTEM REQUIREMENTS
> 2386M&M PROCESSOR, 5963 BIZIGAHERTZ OR HIGHER
> 628.8 MEGAHERTZ MODEM OR COMPARABLE
> 719.7 MB FREE DISK SPACE
> 235.1 MB EXPENSIVE DISK SPACE
> 3546 MB RAM
> 432323 MB ROM
> 05948737 MB RPM
> ANTILOCK BRAKING SYSTEM
> 2 TURTLE DOVES
> NOTE: This software will not work on your computer.
>
> 2. Open the software packaging and remove the manual. This will contain
> detailed instructions on installing, operating, and trouble-shooting the
> software. Throw it away.
>
> 3. Find the actual software, which should be in the form of either a
> 3.5-inch floppy diskette or a CD-ROM, located inside a sealed envelope
> that says:
> LICENSING AGREEMENT:
> By breaking this seal, the user hereinafter agrees to abide by all the
> terms and conditions of the following agreement that nobody ever reads, as
> well as the Geneva Convention and the U.N. Charter and the Secret
> Membership Oath of the Benevolent Protective Order of the Elks and such
> other terms and conditions, real and imaginary, as the Software Company
> shall deem necessary and appropriate, including the right to come to the
> user's home and examine the user's hard drive, as well as the user's
> underwear drawer if we feel like it, take it or leave it, until death do
> us part, one nation indivisible, by the dawn's early light,...finders
> keepers, losers weepers, thanks you've been a great crowd, and don't
> forget to tip your servers.
>
> 4. Hand the software to a child aged 3 through 12 and say, "(Name of
> child), please install this on my computer."
>
> 5. If you have no child age 3 through 12, insert the software in the
> appropriate drive, type "SETUP" and press the Enter key.
>
> 6. Turn the computer on, you idiot.
>
> 7. Once again type "SETUP" and press the Enter key.
>
> 8. You will hear grinding and whirring noises for a while, after which
> the following message should appear on your screen:
>
> The Installation Program will now examine your system to see
> what would be the best way to render it inoperable. Is it OK
> with you? Choose one, and be honest:
>
> +---------+ +---------+
> | YES | | SURE |
> +---------+ +---------+
>
>
> 9. After you make your selection, you will hear grinding and whirring
> for a very long time while the installation program does who knows what in
> there. Some installation programs can actually alter molecular structures,
> so that when they're done, your computer has been transformed into an
> entirely new device, such as a food processor.
>
> At the very least, the installation program will create many new
> directories, sub-directories, sub-sub-directories, on your hard drive and
> fill them with thousands of mysterious files with names like "puree.exe,"
> "fester.dat," and "doo.wha."
>
> 10. When the installation program is finished, your screen should
> display the following message:
>
> CONGRATULATIONS
> The installation program cannot think of anything else to do to your
> computer and has grown bored. You may now attempt to run your software.
> If you experience any problems, electrical shocks, insomnia,
> shortness of breath, nasal discharge, or ddoouubbllee vviissiioonn,
> you should immediately swear, like this: *!@!$)$%@&*^:($*!#$_$*^&
>
> 11. At this point your computer system should become less functional
> than the federal government, refusing to respond even when struck with
> furniture.
>
> 12. Call the toll-free Technical Support Hotline number listed on the
> package and wait on the line for a representative, who will explain to
> you, in a clear, step-by-step manner, how to adopt a child aged 3 through
> 12.
>



To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (14493)5/12/2000 11:47:00 AM
From: Edwarda  Respond to of 62550
 
>Remember this as you go through your days of empty experiences.......
>
>Sex without love is an empty experience, but, as empty
>experiences go, it's one of the best.

> ---Woody Allen



To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (14493)5/12/2000 11:53:00 AM
From: Edwarda  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 62550
 
This fellow comes to confession. "Father," he said, forgive me for I have sinned."

The priest asked, "What did you do, my son?"

"I lusted," the fellow replied.

"Tell me about it," the priest said.

The fellow then related his story. "Father, I am a deliveryman for UPS. Yesterday I was making a delivery in the affluent section of the city. When I rang the bell, the door opened and there stood the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She had long blonde hair and eyes like emeralds. She was dressed in a sheer dressing gown that showed her perfect figure. And, she asked if I would like to come in."

"And what did you do, my son?" asked the priest.

"Father, I did not go in the house, but I lusted. Oh, how I lusted," replied the man.

"Your sin has been forgiven," replied the priest. "You will get your reward in heaven, my son."

"A reward, father? What do you think my reward might be?" the fellow asked.

The priest replied, "I think a bale of hay would be appropriate, you jackass."



To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (14493)5/12/2000 11:55:00 AM
From: Edwarda  Respond to of 62550
 
A man went to his boss's costume party with nothing on but a young naked woman on his back.

"So what the hell are you supposed to be?" the boss asked.

"I'm a snail,." the man replied.

"What a load of crap!" his boss spat. "How can you be a snail when all you've got is that young naked woman on your back?"

"You've got it wrong," the man replied. "That's Michelle."



To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (14493)5/12/2000 12:01:00 PM
From: Edwarda  Respond to of 62550
 
A couple returned from their honeymoon and it's obvious to everyone that they are not talking to each other. The groom's best man takes him aside and asks what is wrong.

"Well," replied the man, "when we had finished making love on the first night, as I got up to go to the bathroom I put a $50 bill on the pillow without thinking."

"Oh, you shouldn't worry about that too much," said his friend. "I'm sure your wife will get over it soon enough - she can't expect you to have been saving yourself all these years!"

The groom nodded gently and said, "She may get over it, but the problem is she gave me $20 change!"