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To: epicure who wrote (226931)4/13/2007 11:07:04 AM
From: one_less  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 281500
 
Moishe Rabinowitz in the late 1930s fled his native land of Germany. He sold all his assets and converted it to gold and then had 5 sets of solid gold false teeth made.

When he arrived in New York the customs official was perplexed as to why anybody would have 5 sets of gold teeth. So Moishe explained.

"We Orthodox Jews have two separate sets of dishes for meat products and dairy products but I am so kosher and religious I also have separate sets of teeth."

The customs official shook his head and said, "Well that accounts for two sets of teeth. What about the other three?"

Moishe then said "Vell us very religious Orthodox Jews use separate dishes for Passover, but I am so religious I have separate teeth, one for meat and one for dairy food.

The customs official slapped his head and then said, "You must be a very religious man with separate teeth for food and dairy products and likewise for Passover. That accounts for four sets of teeth. What about the fifth set?"

"Vell to tell you the truth, once in a while I like a ham sandwich."



To: epicure who wrote (226931)4/13/2007 11:12:10 AM
From: one_less  Respond to of 281500
 
If Noah had lived in the United States in the year 2000 the story may have gone something like this:

And the Lord spoke to Noah and said, "In one year, I am going to make it rain and cover the whole earth with water until all flesh is destroyed. But I want you to save the righteous people and two of every kind of living thing on earth. Therefore, I am commanding you to build an Ark."

In a flash of lightning, God delivered the specifications for an Ark. In fear and trembling, Noah took the plans and agreed to build the Ark. "Remember," said the Lord, "you must complete the Ark and bring everything aboard in one year."

Exactly one year later, fierce storm clouds covered the earth and all the seas of the earth went into a tumult. The Lord saw that Noah was sitting in his front yard weeping.

"Noah!" He shouted. "Where is the Ark?"

"Lord, please forgive me," cried Noah. "I did my best, but there were big problems. First, I had to get a permit for construction, and your plans did not meet the building codes. I had to hire an engineering firm and redraw the plans. Then I got into a fight with OSHA over whether or not the Ark needed a sprinkler system and approved floatation devices. Then, my neighbor objected, claiming I was violating zoning ordinances by building the Ark in my front yard, so I had to get a variance from the city planning commission.

Then, I had problems getting enough wood for the Ark, because there was a ban on cutting trees to protect the Spotted Owl. I finally convinced the U.S. Forest Service that I really needed the wood to save the owls. However, the Fish and Wildlife Service won't let me take the 2 owls.

The carpenters formed a union and went on strike. I had to negotiate a settlement with the National Labor Relations Board before anyone would pick up a saw or hammer. Now, I have 16 carpenters on the Ark, but still no owls.

When I started rounding up the other animals, an animal rights group sued me. They objected to me taking only two of each kind aboard. This suit is pending. Meanwhile, the EPA notified me that I could not complete the Ark without filing an environmental impact statement on your proposed flood. They didn't take very kindly to the idea that they had no jurisdiction over the conduct of the Creator of the Universe.

Then, the Army Corps of Engineers demanded a map of the proposed flood plain. I sent them a globe. Right now, I am trying to resolve a complaint filed with the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission that I am practicing discrimination by not taking atheists aboard.

The IRS has seized my assets, claiming that I'm building the Ark in preparation to flee the country to avoid paying taxes. I just got a notice from the state that I owe them some kind of user tax and failed to register the Ark as a 'recreational water craft.’

And finally, the ACLU got the courts to issue an injunction against further construction of the Ark, saying that since God is flooding the earth, it's a religious event, and, therefore unconstitutional. I really don't think I can finish the Ark for another five or six years."

Noah waited.

The sky began to clear, the sun began to shine, and the seas began to calm. A rainbow arced across the sky. Noah looked up hopefully. "You mean you're not going to destroy the earth, Lord?"

"No," He said sadly. "I don't have to. The government already has."



To: epicure who wrote (226931)4/13/2007 11:12:51 AM
From: one_less  Respond to of 281500
 
Men Vs Women.........

There are five things that women should never, ever ask a guy,
according to an article in an issue of Sassy magazine.

The five questions are:

1 - "What are you thinking?"
2 - "Do you love me?"
3 - "Do I look fat?"
4 - "Do you think she is prettier than me?"
5 - "What would you do if I died?"

What makes these questions so bad is that every one is
guaranteed to explode into a major argument and/or divorce
if the man does not answer properly, which is to say dishonestly.
For example:

1 - "What are you thinking?" The proper answer to this question,
of course is, "I'm sorry if I've been pensive, dear. I was just
reflecting on what a warm, wonderful, caring, thoughtful,
intelligent, beautiful woman you are and what a lucky guy I am to
have met you." Obviously, this statement bears no resemblance
whatsoever to what the guy was really thinking at the time, which
was most likely one of five things:

a - Football
b - Baseball
c - How fat you are.
d - How much prettier she is than you.
e - How he would spend the insurance money if you died.

According to the Sassy article, the best answer to this stupid
question came from Al Bundy, of Married With Children, who was
asked it by his wife, Peg.

"If I wanted you to know," Al said,
"I'd be talking instead of thinking."

The other questions also have only one right answer but many
wrong answers:

2 - "Do you love me?" The correct answer to this question
is, "Yes." For those guys who feel the need to be more elaborate,
you may answer, "Yes, dear." Wrong answers include:

a - I suppose so.
b - Would it make you feel better if I said yes.
c - That depends on what you mean by "love".
d - Does it matter?
e - Who, me?

3 - "Do I look fat?" The correct male response to this question
is to confidently and emphatically state, "No, of course not" and
then quickly leave the room. Wrong answers include:

a - I wouldn't call you fat, but I wouldn't call you thin
either.
b - Compared to what?
c - A little extra weight looks good on you.
d - I've seen fatter.
e - Could you repeat the question? I was thinking about
your insurance policy.

4 - "Do you think she's prettier than me?" The "she" in the
question could be an ex-girlfriend, a passer-by you were staring
at so hard that you almost caused a traffic accident or an actress
in a movie you just saw. In any case, the correct response is,
"No, you are much prettier." Wrong answers include:

a - Not prettier, just pretty in a different way.
b - I don't know how one goes about rating such things.
c - Yes, but I bet you have a better personality.
d - Only in the sense that she's younger and thinner.
e - Could you repeat the question? I was thinking about
your insurance policy.

5 - "What would you do if I died?" Correct answer: "Dearest
love, in the event of your untimely demise, life would cease to
have meaning for me and I would perforce hurl myself under the
front tires of the first Domino's Pizza truck that came my way."
This might be the stupidest question of the lot, as is illustrated
by the following stupid joke:

"Dear," said the wife. "What would you do if I died?"
"Why, dear, I would be extremely upset," said the husband.
"Why do you ask such a question?"
"Would you remarry?" persevered the wife.
"No, of couse not, dear" said the husband.
"Don't you like being married?" said the wife.
"Of course I do, dear" he said.
"Then why wouldn't you remarry?"
"Alright," said the husband, "I'd remarry."
"You would?" said the wife, looking vaguely hurt.
"Yes" said the husband.
"Would you sleep with her in our bed?" said the wife after a
long pause.
"Well yes, I suppose I would." replied the husband.
"I see," said the wife indignantly. "And would you let her
wear my old clothes?"
"I suppose, if she wanted to" said the husband.
"Really," said the wife icily. "And would you take down the
pictures of me and replace them with pictures of her?"
"Yes. I think that would be the correct thing to do."
"Is that so?" said the wife, leaping to her feet. "And I
suppose you'd let her play with my golf clubs, too."
"Of course not, dear," said the husband. "She's left-handed."



To: epicure who wrote (226931)4/13/2007 11:27:55 AM
From: one_less  Respond to of 281500
 
Title: Silver Linings for a Muhajjibah

Assalaamu 'alaykoum

I was on my way to the grocery store today when I came to a busy intersection. Many cars were wanting to turn onto the street that I was crossing. I paused to let a car go because I figured "maybe he/she is in a hurry; I can wait an extra second or two." But then we ended up doing that little hand handwavy dance .... "no, go ahead." "no, you go ahead." "no, no, you go ahead." You know what I mean.

So finally I went ahead, and as I was stepping out of the
crosswalk into the curb, the person in the car leaned out the
window. I noticed he was a young middle eastern man with a
cellular phone. He said to me (over the traffic noise) "Because you are a Muslim!"

Well, that got me thinking. About the pros of being a
muhajjibah, and of being recognized as a Muslim. I decided to
share some of them with you all.

CON: Sometimes bums assume that I am a religious person, so
they try to get me to feel sorry for them so I'll give them
money.

SILVER LINING: Extra opportunity for barakaat and da'wah.

CON: Strange men yelling "ALI BABA ALI BABA" or "GO HOME IRAQI B*******" as they drive by in their pickups.

SILVER LINING: Barakaat for the trials those fools put me
through. *sob* *sob*

CON: It's very hard for me to blend in at some places, like the county fairs; people look at me like I don't belong there, and I feel awkward.

SILVER LINING: I don't dare enter a bar or nightclub.

CON: I can't show off my hair.

SILVER LINING: When it rains, I don't get "the frizzies."

CON: Sometimes I am mistaken for a nun.

SILVER LINING: I get to hear non Muslims refer to me as
"sister."

CON: Little kids stare at me rather rudely.

SILVER LINING: I get to startle them by smiling and waving.
Then I get to see them smile and wave back, too.

CON: People don't bother to invite me to their parties.

SILVER LINING: I don't have to go to people's parties.

CON: Sometimes Muslims see me and look away like they are sorry they saw me.

SILVER LINING: Once in a while, I'll meet a Muslim who maybe
isn't practicing, but is very happy to see me and he will say to me, "It makes my heart feel good to meet a good Muslim."

Not that I'm that good or anything, but it's the thought that
counts!

wassalaam, Sr. Hafidha



To: epicure who wrote (226931)4/13/2007 11:56:03 AM
From: one_less  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 281500
 
Maybe we could settle this fued if we hired a matchmaker to hook up Bush's daughter and Bin Laudin's eldest son. <g>