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			 Well here I am at that scary time 
			  of the year once again. Time to increment the age count by one and 
			  time to look in the mirror and wonder if the best years of my life 
			  are yet to come or if they've already been. That's right - here 
			  comes another god damn birthday. 
			Keeping within tradition, for my 
			  25th birthday last year a 
			  night of drunken debauchery was shared by my friends and I as 
			  we partied away at my favourite bar until the wee hours of the morning. 
			  I'm all for getting drunk beyond belief but by the time that nite 
			  was over I was well and truly spastic drunk like I've probably only 
			  been once or twice in my life. Had an awesome time.  
			So last update I was crapping 
			  on about how the last 12 months have flown by and this was reaffirmed 
			  earlier as I took a stroll down memory lane and looked at the pics 
			  we snapped off at my birthday celebrations last year. 
			Pictures are a dangerous thing. 
			  They bring back a lot of memories you would otherwise [choose to?] 
			  forget. I sit here now thinking I know way more about the world 
			  and it's ways, people and life than I did then. How I was more naive, 
			  how I didn't have a clue. 
			Funnily enough thats something I 
			  tend to do every year and right around this time too and you can 
			  bet your money that I'll be sitting here in a year or so rapidly 
			  approaching my 27th birthday thinking back at how stupid, immature, 
			  naive and ridiculous I sounded writing this update. 
			It's for that reason I may actually 
			  go buy myself a journal this year - one of those things I've been 
			  meaning to get around to since before I even turned 21. Ideally 
			  in 20 years time I'll be able to start reading back over what I 
			  was thinking from around the time I turned 26 and make sense of 
			  some of the questions above...  
			Oh incase any of you guy's are wondering 
			  what to get me for my birthday you can find a whole list of shit 
			  I need right 
			  here!! 
			
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			Am glad to say I finally got my 
			  car back albeit a week longer than it was supposed to be... would 
			  you believe 5 weeks all up!? The insurance assessors are to blame 
			  here. Not only do they insist on making life difficult over the 
			  simplest of things but they slow the whole process down making sure 
			  the process is done their way and their way only.  
			That aside, the feeling of driving 
			  it home from the panel beaters was comparable to the feeling I got 
			  the day I picked her up from the car dealership and the immovable 
			  grin was once again plastered across my face. All that remains to 
			  be done now is for my stereo to be fitted this weekend and it'll 
			  be happy days. 
			One more thing before we get on 
			  with the update - to the lady [if on the off chance you may be reading 
			  this] who's tooth I chipped/knocked out during my drunken dancing 
			  demostration last Saturday nite in a somewhat packed Perth bar 
			  I sincerely apologise but I swear it was accidental!  
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			Pilots 
			  Exam - World Cup Rugby 
			  - Super 
			  Mario What? - Badgers 
			  - I 
			  Am The Monkey - Cum 
			  Kleen 
			Bomb 
			  Bandits - HSV 
			  Clubby R8 - Impress 
			  Your Date - Zurich's 
			  True Beauty - Cool 
			  Kids Toys 
			Doris and Fred had started their retirement years 
			  and decided to raise some extra cash by advertising for a lodger 
			  in their terrace house. After a few days, a young attractive woman 
			  applied for the room and explained that she was a model working 
			  in a near-by city centre studio for a few weeks and that she would 
			  like the room from Mondays to Thursdays, but would pay for the whole 
			  week.  
			Doris showed her the house and they agreed to 
			  start straight away. "There's just one problem," explained 
			  the model. "Because of my job, I have to have a bath every 
			  night, and I notice you don't have a bath."  
			"That's not a problem," replied Doris. 
			  "We have a tin bath out in the yard and we bring it into the 
			  living room in front of the fire and fill it with hot water." 
			  "What about your husband? asked the model. "Oh, he plays 
			  darts most weekdays, so he will be out in the evenings," replied 
			  Doris. "Good," said the model. "Now that that's been 
			  settled, 
			  I'll go to the studio and see you tonight."  
			That evening, Fred dutifully went to his darts 
			  match while Doris prepared the bath for the model. After stripping 
			  off, the model stepped into the bath. Doris was amazed to see that 
			  she had no pubic hair.  
			The model noticed Doris' staring eyes, so she 
			  smiled and explained that it is part of her job to shave herself, 
			  especially when modelling swimmer or underclothes.  
			Later when Fred returned, Doris related this 
			  oddity and he does not believe her. "It's true, I tell you!" 
			  said Doris. "Look, if you don't believe me, tomorrow night 
			  I'll leave the curtains slightly open and you can peek in and see 
			  for yourself."  
			The next night, Fred left as usual and Doris 
			  prepared the bath for the model. As the model stepped naked into 
			  the bath, Doris stood behind her. Doris looked towards the curtains 
			  and pointed towards the model's naked pubic area. Then she lifted 
			  up her skirt and wearing no panties, pointed to her own hairy mass.  
			Later Fred returned and they retired to bed. 
			  "Well, do you believe me now?" she asked Fred. "Yes, 
			  he replied. "I've never seen anything like it in my life. But 
			  why did you lift up your skirt and show yourself?" "Just 
			  to show you the difference," answered Doris. "But I guess 
			  you've seen me millions of times." "Yes, said Fred, I 
			  have - but the rest of the dart team hadn't." 
			
			A man named Leroy is drinking in a bar and President 
			  Clinton is giving an address on the radio in the background. Leroy 
			  looks at the bartender and says, "Yeah, me and Bill go a long 
			  way back, used to hang out together and do alot of fun things before 
			  he became President..." The bartender looks at him and tells 
			  him he doesn't believe him. Leroy asks for the phone, dials the 
			  White House and asks for "Bill"; he talks for awhile joking 
			  and laughing and presently hands the phone to the bartender who 
			  is flabbergasted to be talking to the President of the United States. 
			 
			A couple of weeks later, Leroy comes back into 
              the bar. They are watching a golf tournament and Jack Nichlas comes 
              on the screen for a putt. Leroy is like: "Yeah, ole Jack and 
              I go way back..." At this the bartender figures Leroy is full 
              of it so he bets him 20 dollars that Leroy is trying to put one 
              over on him. Leroy grabs the phone and dials and presently is talking 
              animatedly with someone who seems to be named Jack. Bartender steals 
              a glance at the TV screen and sure enough, Jack is talking on a 
              cellular phone; Leroy hands over the phone and the bartender just 
              shakes his head as he discovers that sure enough, it IS Jack on 
              the phone and hands over his 20 dollars.  
			About a week later Leroy comes in once again 
			  and this time the Pope is on the television giving a televised benediction. 
			  Leroy is like...Yeah, the Pope and I go way back, to before he became 
			  Pope and now the bartender is sure that he has him. After the bet 
			  the men purchase airfair and fly to Rome for the moment of truth 
			  because the bartender is thinking the phone won't be good enough 
			  for this one. They are standing in the crowd at the Vatican watching 
			  the Pope and as the Pope finishes the Mass, Leroy works his way 
			  through the crowd, up the steps, and thebartender is amazed to see 
			  him shake hands and the conversation appears to be that which would 
			  be expected between long acquaintances.  
			Presently, Leroy and the Pope come out into the 
			  crowd to meet the bartender and Leroy sees the bartender sprawled 
			  flat on his back, passed out cold, and looking pale. He splashes 
			  water over his face and shakes him until the bartender finally starts 
			  to come out of it. "What happened" asked Leroy.  
			The bartender replied: "While you were talking 
			  to his holiness, this little old lady tapped me on the shoulder 
			  and demanded to know who it was that was up on the dais with Leroy?" 
			
			A New York woman was at her hairdresser's on 
			  Park Avenue getting her hair cut prior to a vacation in Rome with 
			  her boyfriend. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded, 
			  "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? Italy's crowded, 
			  dirty and full of Italians. You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how 
			  are you getting there?" "Were taking Continental," 
			  was the reply. "We got a great rate!" "Continental?" 
			  exclaimed the hairdresser. "That's a terrible airline. Their 
			  planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they're always 
			  late." 
			"So, where are you staying in Rome?" 
			  "We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's left 
			  bank called Teste..." "Don't go any further. I know that 
			  place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, 
			  but it's really a dump, the worst hotel in the city! The rooms are 
			  small, the service is surly and they're overpriced."  
			"So, whatcha doing when you get there?" 
			  "We're going to go to see the Vatican and we hope to see the 
			  Pope." "That's rich," laughed the hairdresser. "You 
			  and a million other people trying to see him. He'll look the size 
			  of an ant. Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going 
			  to need it."  
			A month later, the woman ran into the hairdresser 
			  on the street. The hairdresser asked her about her vacation in Rome. 
			  "It was wonderful," explained the woman, "we not 
			  only flew on one of Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked 
			  and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, 
			  and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me! The hotel 
			  was marvelous, they'd just finished a $5-million remodeling job 
			  and now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were 
			  overbooked, so they apologised and gave us their owner's suite at 
			  no extra charge!"  
			"Well," muttered the hairdresser, "that's 
			  all well and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope." 
			  "Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, 
			  a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained that the Pope 
			  likes to meet some of the visitors and if I'd be so kind as to step 
			  into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet 
			  me. Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the 
			  door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to 
			  me." ""Oh, really... what'd he say?" He said, 
			  "Where'd you get the shitty hair cut?"  
			
			A deserter GI was running down a road escaping 
			  from two MPs. He came to a fork in the road and saw a nun standing 
			  there. He asked her, "Please Sister, may I hide under your 
			  skirts for a few minutes. I'll explain why later." The nun 
			  agreed to his request.  
			Shortly thereafter, the two MPs came running 
			  along and asked her if she had seen a soldier running down the road. 
			  She replied, "He went that way". After the MPs disappeared, 
			  the soldier crawled out from under her skirt and said.  
			"I can't thank you Enough Sister, but you 
			  see I don't want to go to Iraq." The nun said she understood. 
			  The GI said, "I hope you don't think me rude or impertinent, 
			  but you have the most beautiful pair of legs I've ever seen!" 
			  The nun replied, "If you had looked a little higher, you would 
			  have seen the most beautiful pair of balls you've ever seen! I don't 
			  want to go to Iraq either!" 
			
			Air Force One arrives at Heathrow and President 
			  Bush strides to a warm and dignified handshake from the Queen. They 
			  ride in a 1934 Bentley to the edge of central London where they 
			  board a magnificent 17th century carriage hitched to 6 magnificent 
			  white horses. They ride towards Buckingham Palace waving to the 
			  thousands of cheering Britons, all is going well. 
			Suddenly the right rear horse lets fly with the 
			  most horrendous earth shattering fart ever heard in the British 
			  Empire and the smell was excruciating, both of them had to use handkerchiefs 
			  over their noses. The fart shakes the coach but the two dignitaries 
			  of state do their best to ignore the incident. 
			The Queen turns to President Bush, "Mr President 
			  please accept my regrets... I am sure you understand there are some 
			  things that even a Queen cannot control." George Bush, always 
			  trying to be "presidential," replies: "Your Majesty, 
			  do not give the matter another thought... If you had not mentioned 
			  it, I would have thought it was one of the horses." 
			
			   
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				  Everyone know's good old Arnie from the 
					tonne of action movies he's done but what was not known to 
					most of us was the drug [ab]using past of the muscley Austrian. 
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				  - Arnold 
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There's a Russian general, his aide, a pope and 
			  his wife and daughter riding the train all in the same sleeping 
			  compartment. Suddenly the aide gets up and says: "Sir, going 
			  to take a leak, sir!" and walks out. The pope is outraged. 
			"General" he says "how can you, 
			  being a man who fights for his beloved country, who has been distinguished 
			  with so many medals, how can you allow your aide to behave like 
			  this? Who do you think I am? I am the servant of God, I lost all 
			  my hair in His service. Who do you think my wife is? She married 
			  me young, never had any other man in her life. Who do you think 
			  my daughter is? She's a young, innocent, sweet child. How can you 
			  allow your aide to behave like this in our presence?" 
			The general tries to explain, gets all apologetic. 
			  The aide returns, and the general starts scolding him. "What 
			  do you think you're doing, you moron? I am the servant of this fucking 
			  country, I have been distinguished with many fucking medals, and 
			  you go 'take a leak'"? Who do you think this bald guy over 
			  there is? An old stupid fart? No, he's a servant of God, who ripped 
			  all his hair out, and you go 'take a leak'"? And who do you 
			  think this fat whale is, an old whore? No, she's his wife, nobody 
			  else wanted to fuck her, and you go 'take a leak'"? And who 
			  do you this skinny ass over there is, a young slut? No, she's his 
			  daughter, who was never fucked before and never tasted a cum in 
			  her mouth, and you go "take a leak"? Get the fuck outta 
			  here and don't you dare go take a fucking leak until we get to Moscow!" 
			
			   
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			Four men were bragging how smart their cats were. 
			  The first man was an engineer, the second an accountant, the third 
			  a chemist and the fourth was a public servant. To show off, the 
			  engineer called to his cat, "T-Square, do your stuff." 
			  T-Square pranced over to the desk, took out some paper and a pen 
			  and promptly drew a circle, a square and a triangle. Everybody agreed 
			  that T-Square was pretty smart. 
			The accountant said his cat could do better. 
			  He called his cat and said, "Spreadsheet, do your stuff." 
			  Spreadsheet went into the kitchen and returned with a dozen Tim 
			  Tams, he divided them into four equal piles of three each. Everybody 
			  agreed that Spreadsheet was also pretty smart. 
			The chemist said his cat could do better. He 
			  called his cat and said, "Measure, do your stuff." Measure 
			  got up, walked over to the fridge, took out a litre of milk, got 
			  a 250 ml glass from the cupboard and measured our 200mls without 
			  spilling a drop. Everybody agreed that Measure was also pretty smart. 
			Then the three men turned to the public servant 
			  and said, "What can your cat do"? The public servant called 
			  to his cat and said, "Coffee Break, do your stuff". Coffee 
			  Break jumped to his feet, ate the Tim Tams, drank the milk, pissed 
			  on the paper, sexually assaulted the other three cats, claimed he 
			  injured his back while doing so, filed a provisional improvement 
			  notice for unsafe working conditions, put in a claim for workers 
			  compensation, and went home for the rest of the day on sick leave. 
			
			A mother and her son were flying Southwest Airlines 
			  from Kansas City to Chicago. The son (who had been looking out the 
			  window) turned to his mother and asked, "If big dogs have baby 
			  dogs and big cats have baby cats, why don't big planes have baby 
			  planes?"  
			 The mother (who couldn't think of an answer) 
			  told her son to ask the flight attendant. So the boy asked the flight 
			  attendant, "If big dogs have baby dogs and big cats have baby 
			  cats, why don't big planes have baby planes? 
			The flight attendant responded, "Did your 
			  mother tell you to ask me?" The boy admitted that this was 
			  the case. "Well, then, tell your mother that there are no baby 
			  planes because Southwest always pulls out on time. Your mother can 
			  explain it to you." 
			
			Murphy lost his hat and decided that he would 
			  go to Church on Sunday and steal one. He knew Casey always wore 
			  a similar hat to his own and he would sit behind him during the 
			  Mass and sneak it away at the most opportune time. Well, the priest 
			  was giving the sermon about the ten commandments and Murphy got 
			  so engrossed in it that he forgot about stealing the hat.  
			After Mass he went to the priest and said, "Father, 
			  I want to tell you something. I came here today with all intentions 
			  of stealing a hat, but after listening to your fine sermon, you 
			  made me change my mind." The priest was overjoyed and asked, 
			  "What was it I said that made you change your mind? I bet it 
			  was the commandment where it says thou shalt not steal."  
			"No," replied Murphy. "It was 
			  that commandment where it says thou shalt not commit adultery. That's 
			  when I remembered where I left my hat!" 
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			Dracula dies and he went to the Pearly Gates 
			  to meet God. God refused to let Dracula in because of all the sins 
			  that he had done going around sucking blood & killing. "I'll 
			  give you a chance to redeem your sins", said God "I'll 
			  send you back to earth, but not in a human form. You can be reincarnated 
			  into any other living thing of your choice. So, what would you like 
			  to be?"  
			Still unrepentant, Dracula said, "OK, I 
			  want to become a living thing with wings and sucks blood, heh, heh, 
			  heh." "So be it", said God and He turned Dracula 
			  into a vampire bat. So back to earth he went, flying around sucking 
			  the blood of animals until one day when a farmer killed him. So 
			  up he went again to meet God, feeling a little bit sheepish (and 
			  a little batty).  
			"I'll give you another chance", said 
			  God. "I'll send you back again. BUT not as a human or a bat. 
			  What will it be this time?" Still adamant, Dracula said, "I 
			  still want to be a living thing with wings and sucks blood!" 
			  God thought for a while and then said, "OK, if that's what 
			  you want", and turned Dracula into a mosquito.  
			So back to earth again he went, flying around 
			  and sucking blood until one day, splat, he was squashed by his victim. 
			  So up he went again to meet God, feeling stupid (and rather bugged). 
			  "I'll give you one last chance to redeem yourself. but this 
			  time you cannot become a living thing. You can only be turned into 
			  a non-living thing of your choice. So what will it be?" asked 
			  God.  
			Still stubborn, Dracula said, "Okayyyy... 
			  then turn me into a non-living thing with wings and sucks blood!! 
			  heh... heh.." "No problem," said God and He turned 
			  Dracula into a tampon. 
			
			A beautiful, well endowed young lady walks into 
			  her local pet shop in search of an exotic pet. As she looks around 
			  the store, she notices a box full of frogs. The sign says: "Sex 
			  Frogs! Only $20 each! Money Back Guarantee! (Comes with complete 
			  instructions) 
			The girl excitedly looks around to see if anybody's 
			  watching her and whispers softly to the man behind the counter, 
			  "I'll take one!" The man packaged the frog and smiles, 
			  "Just follow the instructions carefully." The girl nods, 
			  grabs the box, and is quickly on her way home. As soon as she closes 
			  the door to her apartment, the girl takes out the instructions and 
			  reads them thoroughly, doing exactly what it says to do: 1. Take 
			  a shower. 2. Splash on some nice-smelling perfume. 3. Slip into 
			  a very sexy night dress. 4. Crawl into bed and place the frog down 
			  on the bed.  
			She quickly hops in bed with the frog and, to 
			  her surprise, nothing happens! The girl is totally frustrated and 
			  quite upset at this point. She rereads the instructions and notices 
			  at the bottom of the paper it says,"If you have any problems 
			  or questions, please call the pet store - we answer calls 24/7/365." 
			 
			The lady calls the pet shop, delighted that some 
			  business still take customer satisfaction seriously. The man says, 
			  "I had some complaints about those frogs, earlier today. I'll 
			  be right over." Within thirty minutes, the man is ringing her 
			  doorbell. The lady welcomes him in and says, "See??... I've 
			  done everything according to the instructions and the damn thing 
			  just sits there." The man, looking very concerned, picks up 
			  the frog, stares directly into its eyes and angrily says: "Listen 
			  to me!" "I'm only going to show you how to do this, just 
			  one more time!!"  
			
			Steve, Bob and Jeff are working on very high 
			  scaffolding. Suddenly, Steve falls off. He is killed instantaneously. 
			  After the ambulance leaves with Steve's body, Bob and Jeff realise 
			  they'll have to inform his wife.  
			Bob says he's good at this sort of sensitive 
			  stuff, so he volunteers to do the job. After two hours he returns, 
			  carrying a six-pack of beer. "So did you tell her?" asks 
			  Jeff. "Yep", replies Bob.  
			"Say, where did you get the six-pack?" 
			  Bob informs Jeff. "She gave it to me." "WHAT??" 
			  exclaims Jeff, "you just told her her husband died and she 
			  gave you a six-pack??" "Sure," Bob says. "WHY?" 
			  asks Jeff. "Well," Bob continues, "when she answered 
			  the door, I asked her, 'are you Steve's widow?' 'Widow?', she said, 
			  'no, no, you're mistaken, I'm not a widow!' So I said: "I'll 
			  bet you a six-pack you ARE!'"  
			
			   
				| TERRIBLY TRUE TRUISM'S 	
				   1. A bicycle can't stand alone because 
					it is two-tired.  
					2. What's the definition of a will? (It's a dead giveaway). 
					 
					3. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.  
					4. A backward poet writes inverse.  
					5. In democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism it's 
					your count that votes.  
					6. She had a boyfriend with a wooden leg, but broke it off. 
					 
					7. A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.  
					8. If you don't pay your exorcist you get repossessed.  
					9. With her marriage she got a new name and a dress.  
					10. Show me a piano falling down a mineshaft and I'll show 
					you A-flat minor.  
					11. When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds.  
					12. The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered. 
					 
					13. A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result 
					in Linoleum Blownapart.  
					14. You feel stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.  
					15. Local Area Network in Australia: the LAN down under.  
					16. He often broke into song because he couldn't find the 
					key.  
					17. Every calendar's days are numbered.  
					18. A lot of money is tainted. 'Taint yours and 'taint mine. 
					 
					19. A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.  
					20. He had a photographic memory which was never developed. 
					 
					21. A plateau is a high form of flattery.  
					22. The short fortune teller who escaped from prison was a 
					small medium at large.  
					23. Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed 
					in the end.  
					24. When you've seen one shopping center you've seen a mall. 
					 
					25. Those who jump off a Paris bridge are in Seine.  
					26. When an actress saw her first strands of gray hair she 
					thought she'd dye.  
					27. Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis.  
					28. Santa's helpers are subordinate Clauses.  
					29. Acupuncture is a jab well done.  
					30. Marathon runners with bad footwear suffer the agony of 
					defeat.  | 
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			Little Timmy is playing on the street when he 
			  spots a package of Viagra pills. Being a boy of the world, he immediately 
			  recognises the possibilities and approaches his daddy: "Dad, 
			  I just found these, and I'm willing to sell them to you for 100 
			  Dollars straight." "Son, well, while this is a very good 
			  offer, I'm in perfect physical health and not currently needing 
			  those. Tell you what, go ask Grandpa."  
			So Timmy walks over and asks his grandfather: 
			  "Gramps, I will sell you this package of Viagra for 100 Dollars." 
			  "Oh, thanks Timmy, but are you sure these will work?", 
			  asked his grandfather. "Gee, I don't know. But they do look 
			  like the ones that were shown on TV!" "Tell you what, 
			  Timmy, I'll try them tonight and if they work OK, I'll give you 
			  the money tomorrow."  
			The next morning, Timmy visits his grandfather 
			  again, and Gramps hands over $500 without hesitation. Timmy is perplexed: 
			  "But Gramps, I thought we agreed on 100 Dollars!" "That's 
			  OK, Timmy, keep it, the rest is from Grandma!"  
			   
  
 
			A small, white duck goes into a bar, jumps on 
			  the barstool, orders a shot of booze and says to the bartender "listen, 
			  I'm a bricklayer on the construction site nearby. The works will 
			  last for some time and I'll be coming here every day around lunchtime 
			  for a shot of booze, so think about some discount or something". 
			  The duck drinks the shot, jumps off the stool and goes out. 
			The bartender is shocked, he's never seen a talking 
			  duck before, so he calls his friend who owns a circus: "listen, 
			  there's a talking duck coming to my bar, come tomorrow around lunchtime 
			  and see for yourself'. So the next day the circus owner waits in 
			  the bar and the duck goes in, jumps on the barstool and orders a 
			  shot of booze. The circus manager overcomes his awe and says: "Hello 
			  sir, I'm a circus owner and I wan't to offer you a job. I can give 
			  you whatever money you want, plus a company car, a cell phone, best 
			  hotels, best women, whatever you want". The duck considers 
			  his offer for a moment and says "so you're a circus owner, 
			  right?"  
			"Right" "And your circus is one 
			  of those big tents, right?" "Right." "With a 
			  sandy arena in the middle?" "Yes" "And with 
			  rows of seats around?" "Correct" "So what the 
			  fuck you need a bricklayer for???" 
			READER MAIL 
			  Absolutely phenomenal amount of email 
			  flooding in from you guys lately, especially now that all the college 
			  crew have come back from the summer break. If you wanna drop me 
			  a line you can do so here but please 
			  note that with the volume I receive it's not always possible to 
			  reply. 
			
			   
				 
					Iain Price 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: Ferrari + willunga hill + can't drive = ........... 
					  Hey Orsm, Thought youd like this. Some freak in a brand 
					  new ferrari had a slight bingle up the road from where i 
					  live. How to bugger up a ferrari in a few easy steps. Start 
					  by being complete peckerhead who can't drive, go 200+ down 
					  Willunga hill in South Australia, wander across 3 lanes, 
					  swerve to miss oncoming traffic, lose control, slide, charge 
					  up and over an embankment, flip x 3, land on roof and slide 
					  to a stop. For added Zing, make sure Ferrari is 3days old 
					  and $400K worth and your insurance wont pay out because 
					  you were drunk! Priceless!. 
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					Brian 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: Re: Gray Davis economics 
					  Mr Orsm, It's 
					  all true. We want the rat bastard outa here. Since recalls 
					  became state law around 1910 there have been about 20 recalls 
					  attempted. All failed to get enough signatures in time. 
					  This recall got about 3X's more than the minimum needed 
					  a month before they were due.   
				   
				  It started when he was re-elected 
					(!?) yup. And the next week he revealed that the budget deficit 
					wasn't a couple billion but 20 or 25 billion. Quickly it was 
					realized that it's actually closer to 35 billion. Whoopsie. 
				  There are 135 people currently 
					on the ballot for governor. Actually 134 because a guy was 
					arrest on suspicion of murder. This is quite the circus in 
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					Drummer 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: Gravitational pull of a new car 
					  Firstly, great job managing your website 
					  for as long as you have, it's probably the most thorough 
					  website I have had the pleasure of bookmarking. Secondly, 
					  I hate AOL as much as the next non-American, but it's a 
					  free trial so what can you do?  
				   
				  After considering the issue 
					and reading your latest update, I've come to the conclusion 
					that there must be some sort of increased gravitational pull 
					to the standard new production car. This increased gravitational 
					pull attracts all sorts of idiots with at least 2 cylinders 
					and at least one half of a brain cell to hit the vehicle, 
					doing notable damage to it and almost nothing to their junkers. 
					Also noteworthy is the percentage of said idiotic wankers 
					who happen to lack insurance. If that doesn't piss off every 
					red-blooded human being who has the ability to drive, then 
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					richard taylor 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: COOL PHOTO'S 
					  Dear orsm, after being addicted to your 
					  site for the last year. i thought i might try my luck and 
					  send some photo,s in. the 1st backyard lightning, was taken 
					  from my backyard about 1;30am. the photo took about 20mins 
					  to do but,i think end result made it worth it. i was up 
					  till about 2;00am. the storm lasted all weekend. it was 
					  all done in camera with no digital enhancement.the 2nd power 
					  loading, was a few years ago i followed the storm from the 
					  the old abatoirs in south freo all the way down to penguin 
					  island. all up about 6 hours,a lot of film but my best night 
					  yet.the 3rd helitanker, was from a fire in parmelia this 
					  year,the heli tankers were called in to fight the fire,and 
					  the closest water to fill up from was the man made lake 
					  in the new bertram estate. i had 2 of the photo,s printed 
					  in the local paper. 
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				Mark 
					B. wrote: 
					Subject: cool video for your site 
					Hey my friends and I started a website www.bleacheatingfreaks.com. 
					We do crazy things and then put it on the site. Here is a 
					video of us jumping a van. Though you would like to use it 
					on your site. I have the same video saved as two wmv files. 
					One is 1mb and the other is 3mb. If you want the smaller vid 
					let me know and I will send it to you. The only difference 
					with the videos is file size.  | 
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					JC wrote: 
					  Subject: The power of a torpedo 
					  Hey bro...not sure if you've been sent 
					  this before.... It's the test firing of a Mark 48 torpedo 
					  in Australian waters in 1999. The torpedo was fired at the 
					  2700-ton Destroyer Escort from over the horizon. The plume 
					  of water and fragments shot some 150 meters skyward as the 
					  blast of the torpedo cut the ship in two. The torpedo warhead 
					  contains explosive power equivalent to approximately 1200 
					  pounds of TNT. This explosive power is maximized when the 
					  warhead detonates below the keel of the target ship, as 
					  opposed to striking it directly. When the detonation occurs 
					  below the waterline, the resulting pressure wave of the 
					  explosion "lifts" the ship and can break its keel 
					  in the process, breaking the ship in two. Cheers! 
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				Pam 
					wrote: 
					Subject: titties and twat 
					heres a couple I'd like to see on orsm............. 
					but please do not publish my e-mail address  | 
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					Trev. 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: Funny Office Joke (Read the story first, then see 
					  the pic ) 
					  Please read story before opening attachment! 
					  Look at photo carefully after you read the story. Yesterday 
					  I was with one of my interns in the lobby when a receptionist 
					  complained that her printer wasn't working. The intern horsed 
					  around with it and discovered a pen stuck inside the printer. 
					  He started to jam his fingers down into the printer to get 
					  the pen, but I told him we don't have time for that now, 
					  just put a note on the printer telling folks not to use 
					  it and then report it to the Help Desk. So he grabs a piece 
					  of paper and starts scrawling on it. I left before he finished 
					  the note. About 20 minutes later, one of my techs comes 
					  in and says he was just in the lobby, saw a piece of paper 
					  on a printer and went to investigate. This is what he found. 
					  Sometimes things don't always come out the way you want 
					  them to. 
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					<with held> 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: hacked 
					  Hey ORMS. These pics go back a few years 
					  now. The guys computer and cam were actually hacked. The 
					  pics tell the story... 
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					Ernie 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: "Columbia" tragedy pics.... 
					  Actually, the odds of them being faked 
					  at close to 100%... Here's why. About an hour before the 
					  shuttle broke up, she was flying ass first and upside-down. 
					  When she started to break up what when she was completing 
					  the turnover maneuver, which involves the shuttle turn the 
					  nose "upstream" down toward the earth, and then 
					  rotating a full 180 degrees that way to become upright once 
					  again. Columbia never completed that maneuver. While the 
					  pics are cool, they most definitely are NOT of Columbia.. 
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					J.Pittman 
					  wrote: 
					  Subject: Columbia pictures 
					  You have probably already gotten several 
					  emails about the pictures of the shuttle explosion on your 
					  site, but just in case you haven't, here is the truth. The 
					  pictures are actually screen captures from the movie Armegeddon. 
					  The full story is on www.snopes.com 
					  at this link... http://www.snopes.com/photos/shuttle2.asp. 
					  Keep up the great work, J.Pittman 
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				Phill 
					wrote: 
					Subject: Shuttle Pics 
					 The so-called Spy Satellite pics are DVD 
					captures from the (bad) movie "Armageddon". I have 
					file called "Shuttle_Departure.PPS" which is purported 
					to document Columbia's last "piggyback" atop NASAs 
					747. Sadly, it's 2.2 mB, so I can't email it. Here's 
					a link to someone else who hosts it. Love the site!  | 
			   
			 
			The Lone Ranger was ambushed and captured by 
			  an enemy Indian war party. The Indian Chief proclaims, "So, 
			  you are the great Lone Ranger. In honour of the Harvest Festival, 
			  you will be executed in three days. But, before I kill you, I will 
			  grant you three requests. What is your first request?" The 
			  Lone Ranger responds, "I'd like to speak to my horse." 
			The Chief nods and Silver is brought before the 
			  Lone Ranger, who whispers in Silver's ear, and the horse gallops 
			  away. Later that evening, Silver returns with a beautiful blonde 
			  woman on his back. 
			As the Indian Chief watches, the blonde enters 
			  the Lone Ranger's tent and spends the night. The next morning the 
			  Indian Chief admits he's impressed. "You have a very fine and 
			  loyal horse, but I will still kill you in two days. What is your 
			  second request?" 
			The Lone Ranger again asks to speak to his horse. 
			  Silver is brought to him, and he again whispers in the horse's ear. 
			  As before, Silver takes off across the plains and disappears over 
			  the horizon. Later that evening, to the Chief's surprise, Silver 
			  again returns, this time with a voluptuous brunette, even more attractive 
			  than the blonde. She enters the Lone Ranger's tent and spends the 
			  night. 
			The following morning the Indian Chief is again 
			  impressed. "You are indeed a man of many talents, but I will 
			  still kill you tomorrow. What is your last request?" The Lone 
			  Ranger responds, "I'd like to speak to my horse... alone." 
			The Chief is curious, but he agrees, and Silver 
			  is brought to the Lone Ranger's tent. Once they're alone, the Lone 
			  Ranger grabs Silver by both ears, looks him square in the eye and 
			  says, "Listen very carefully, for the last time I said... BRING 
			  POSSE!" 
			
			
			This little boy goes to his Dad and asks, "What 
			  is politics?" Dad says, "Well, son let me try to explain 
			  it to you this way... I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's 
			  call me 'Capitalism'. Your Mom, she's the administrator of the household, 
			  so we'll call her the Government. We're here to take care of YOUR 
			  needs, so we'll call you 'The People'. The nanny, well, she works 
			  hard all day for very little money, so we'll consider her 'The Working 
			  Class'. And your baby brother... we'll call him 'The Future'. 
			Now, think about that and see if it makes sense." 
			  So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what his Dad had 
			  said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he 
			  gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled 
			  his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parents' room and finds 
			  his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the 
			  nanny's room. 
			  Finding the door locked, he peeks into the keyhole and sees his 
			  father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed. 
			The next morning, the little boy says to his 
			  father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics 
			  now." The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own 
			  words what you think politics is all about". The little boy 
			  replies, "Well, While Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, 
			  the Government is sound asleep, The People are being ignored, and 
			  the Future is in Deep Shit!" 
			
			 
			  DONT RUN FROM THE POLICE! 
			  A narcotics traffic stop on the Downtown Connector 
				turned deadly Saturday afternoon when a man climbed over the interstate 
				railing, fell about 35 feet and was decapitated on a wrought-iron 
				fence, Atlanta police said.  
			 
			Officers in a marked car stopped 
			  the man about 4:30 p.m., as he drove south on the interstate above 
			  Auburn Avenue. The man, who has not been identified, stopped his 
			  vehicle and tried to flee by climbing over the railing, Lt. Danny 
			  Agan said. 
			Police still are investigating 
			  whether the man jumped or fell off the raised interstate. "This 
			  is a new one for me in 29 years," Agan said. The decapitation 
			  shocked people who work in the neighborhood. Gary White, an income 
			  tax preparer, came out of his office when he heard the commotion. 
			  "It's surreal," White said. 
			Agan said narcotics officers 
			  had been trailing the man for much of the day. Agan did not know 
			  if the officers who tried to arrest the man would be placed on administrative 
			  leave. "This is not something normally covered under the [standard 
			  operating procedure] of the department," he said. 
			
			 
			
			A little boy who said his prayers every night 
			  would say, "God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless the 
			  cat, and God bless the dog." Well, one day the little boy was 
			  playing with the dog, and the dog bit him. That night when he said 
			  his prayers, he said, "God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God 
			  bless the cat, and I don't care what happens to the dog."  
			The next morning when they woke up, they found 
			  the dog dead. A few days later, the little boy was playing with 
			  the cat, and the cat scratched him. That night when he said his 
			  prayers, he said, "God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, and I 
			  don't care what happens to the cat."  
			The next morning when they woke up, they found 
			  the cat dead. A few days later, the little boy got in trouble with 
			  his Daddy. That night when he said his prayers, he said, "God 
			  bless Mommy, and I don't care what happens to Daddy."  
			Well, Daddy had heard the little boy's 
			  prayers every night and remembered what had happened to the dog 
			  and the cat. So, that night, Daddy stayed up until the wee hours 
			  of the morning, determined that he would fend off anything that 
			  tried to kill him. Finally, he gave up and went to bed. He awoke 
			  the next morning, feeling grateful that nothing happened to him 
			  and went to retrieve the morning paper and the fresh milk bottle. 
			  When he opened the front door; however, he found the milk man dead. 
			
			Three guys found themselves in Hell: Vince, Glen, 
			  and Shawn. A little confused at their present situation, they were 
			  startled to see a door in the wall open, and behind the door was 
			  perhaps the ugliest woman they had ever seen. She was 3' 4", 
			  dirty, and you could smell her even over the Brimstone.  
			The voice of the Devil was heard, "Vince, 
			  you have sinned! You are condemned to spend the rest of eternity 
			  in bed with this woman!" And Vince was whisked through the 
			  door by a group of lesser demons to his torment.  
			This understandably shook up the other two, and 
			  so they both jumped when a second door opened, and they saw an even 
			  more disgusting example of womanhood gone wrong. She was over 7' 
			  tall, monstrous, covered in thick black hair, and flies circled 
			  her. The voice of the Devil was heard, "Glen, you have sinned! 
			  You are condemned to spend the rest of eternity in bed with this 
			  woman!" And Glen, like Vince, was whisked off.  
			Neil, now alone, felt understandably anxious, 
			  and feared the worst when the third door opened. And as the door 
			  inched open, he strained to see the figure of... Cindy Crawford. 
			  Delighted, Shawn jumped up, taking in the sight of this beautiful 
			  woman, barely dressed in a skimpy bikini. Then he heard the voice 
			  of the Devil saying: "Cindy, you have sinned..." 
			
			A plane is in mid-flight over the ocean when 
			  suddenly the cockpit door burst open to reveal an armed, masked 
			  hijacker to a startled pilot, copilot, navigator, and stewardess. 
			  He held a gun to the pilot's head and said, "Take this plane 
			  to Iraq or I'm gonna spill your brains all over the place.  
			The pilot calmly reached up, pushed the gun aside 
			  and says, "Look buddy, if you shoot me this plane will crash 
			  right into the sea and you'll die along with the rest of us." 
			  The hijacker thought about it, then held the gun to the copilot's 
			  head and said, "Take this plane to Iraq or I'm gonna spill 
			  HIS brains all over the place."  
			The copilot also calmly reached up, pushed the 
			  gun aside and said, "Listen to me. The pilot's got a bad heart 
			  and he could keel over at the shock of my being killed. So if you 
			  shoot me, this plane will still crash right into the sea and you'll 
			  die along with the rest of us."  
			The hijacker thought about it for a moment and 
			  then held the gun to the navigator's head and repeated, "Take 
			  this plane to Iraq or I'm gonna spill HIS brains all over the place." 
			  The navigator calmly reached up, pushed the gun aside and said, 
			  "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Those other two guys have 
			  no sense of direction. Without me they couldn't find their way out 
			  of a paper bag much less get this plane to Iraq. So if you shoot 
			  me, this plane will still crash right into the sea and you'll die 
			  along with the rest of us."  
			The hijacker thought some more, shrugged and 
			  this time held the gun to the blonde stewardess's head and demanded, 
			  "Take this plane to Iraq or I'm gonna spill HER brains all 
			  over the place." No one says a word, but the stewardess leaned 
			  over and whispered something into the hijacker's ear. He turned 
			  beet red, dropped his gun, and ran out of the cockpit in a panic. 
			  The crew tracked down the hijacker, who was found cowering behind 
			  some crates in the hold, and tied him up. The pilot then asked the 
			  stewardess what she said that terrified the man so. "I told 
			  him, sir," she replied, "that if he killed me, he'd be 
			  the one who'd have to give you guys your blowjobs." 
			ORSM 
			  VIDEO 
			
			The owner of the local corner market noticed 
			  Little Johnny start hanging out his store. The owner didn't know 
			  what Little Johnny's problem was, but the boys would constantly 
			  tease him. They would always comment that he was two bricks shy 
			  of a load, or two pickles short of a barrel. To prove it, sometimes 
			  they would offer Little Johnny his choice between a nickel (5 cents) 
			  and a dime (10 cents) and John would always take the nickel - they 
			  said, because it was bigger.  
			One day after Little Johnny grabbed the nickel, 
			  the store owner took him aside and said, "Johnny, those boys 
			  are making fun of you. They think you don't know the dime is worth 
			  more than the nickel. Are you grabbing the nickel because it's bigger, 
			  or what?" Slowly, Little Johnny turned toward the store owner 
			  and a big grin appeared on his face and he said, "Well, if 
			  I took the dime, they'd stop doing it, and so far I have saved $20!" 
			 
			
			A man was walking through a forest pondering 
			  life. He walked, pondered, walked, and pondered. He felt very close 
			  to nature and even close to God. He felt so close to God that he 
			  felt if he spoke God would listen.  
			So he asked, "God, are you listening?" 
			  And God replied, "Yes my son, I am here." The man stopped 
			  and pondered some more. He looked towards the sky and said, "God, 
			  what is a million years to you?" God replied, "Well my 
			  son, a second to me is like a million years to you."  
			So the man continued to walk and to ponder... 
			  walk and ponder...Then he looked to the sky again and said, "God, 
			  what is a million dollars to you?" And God replied, "My 
			  son, my son... a penny to me is like a million dollars to you. It 
			  means almost nothing to me. It does not even have a value it is 
			  so little." The man looked down, pondered a bit and then looked 
			  up to the sky and said, "God, can I have a million dollars?" 
			  And God replied, "In a second."  
			
			A young man who was also an avid golfer found 
			  himself with a few hours to spare one afternoon. He figured if he 
			  hurried and played very fast, he could get in 9 holes before he 
			  had to head home. Just as he was about to tee off an old gentleman 
			  shuffled onto the tee and asked if he could accompany the young 
			  man as he was golfing alone. Not being able to say no, he allowed 
			  the old gent to join him.  
			To his surprise the old man played fairly quickly. 
			  He didn't hit the ball far, but plodded along consistently and didn't 
			  waste much time. Finally, they reached the 9th fairway and the young 
			  man found himself with a tough shot. There was a large pine tree 
			  right in front of his ball - and directly between his ball and the 
			  green. After several minutes of debating how to hit the shot the 
			  old man finally said, "You know, when I was your age I'd hit 
			  the ball right over that tree."  
			With that challenge placed before him, the youngster 
			  swung hard, hit the ball up, right smack into the top of the tree 
			  trunk and it thudded back on the ground not a foot from where it 
			  had originally lay. The old man offered one more comment, "Of 
			  course, when I was your age that pine tree was only 3 feet tall." 
			
			There was an engineer who had an exceptional 
			  gift for fixing all things mechanical. After serving his company 
			  loyally for over 30 years, he happily retired. Several years later 
			  the company contacted him regarding a seemingly impossible problem 
			  they were having with one of their multi-million dollar machines. 
			  They had tried everything and everyone else to get the machine fixed, 
			  but to no avail. In desperation, they called on the retired engineer 
			  who had solved so many of their problems in the past. The engineer 
			  reluctantly took the challenge.  
			He spent a day studying the huge machine. At 
			  the end of the day, he marked a small "x" in chalk on 
			  a particular component of the machine and proudly stated, "This 
			  is where your problem is". The part was replaced and the machine 
			  worked perfectly again. The company received a bill for $50,000 
			  from the engineer for his service. They demanded an itemised accounting 
			  of his charges.  
			The engineer responded briefly: One chalk mark: 
			  $1. Knowing where to put it: $49,999. It was paid in full and the 
			  engineer retired again in peace.  
			
			A mangy looking guy goes into a bar and orders 
			  a drink. The bartender says, "No way. I don't think you can 
			  pay for it." The guy says, "You're right. I don't have 
			  any money, but if I show you something you haven't seen before, 
			  will you give me a drink?" The bartender says, "Only if 
			  what you show me ain't risque."  
			"Deal!" says the guy and reaches into 
			  his coat pocket and pulls out a hamster. He puts the hamster on 
			  the bar and it runs to the end of the bar, down the bar, across 
			  the room, up the piano, jumps on the key board and starts playing 
			  Gershwin songs. And the hamster is really good.  
			The bartender says, "You're right. I've 
			  never seen anything like that before. That hamster is truly good 
			  on the piano." The guy downs the drink and asks the bartender 
			  for another. "Money or another miracle else no drink", 
			  says the bartender. The guy reaches into his coat again and pulls 
			  out a frog. He puts the frog on the bar, and the frog starts to 
			  sing. He has a marvelous voice and great pitch. A fine singer. A 
			  stranger from the other end of the bar runs over to the guy and 
			  offers him $300 for the frog.  
			The guy says "It's a deal." He takes 
			  the three hundred and gives the stranger the frog. The stranger 
			  runs out of the bar. The bartender says to the guy "Are you 
			  some kind of nut? You sold a singing frog for $300? It must have 
			  been worth millions. You must be crazy." "Not so", 
			  says the guy. "The hamster is also a ventriloquist. 
			
			
			A Russian guy gets in a train in France and tries 
			  to find himself a seat. Every compartment is full, so he walks this 
			  way and that and finally sees a lady with a little dog occupying 
			  two seats. "Madame, could you please take your dog on your 
			  lap, I'd like to sit down" he says. "You Russians are 
			  so rude! Can't you see my Fifi is tired?! Go find yourself another 
			  seat!" says the outraged lady. 
			So the Russian walks the train some more, but 
			  finally he returns to the compartment angry and says "Lady, 
			  there are no free seats on this train, I'd really appreciate if 
			  you could take this dog on your lap". "You Russians are 
			  such boors! Look, you woke my Fifi up! How rude of you!" The 
			  Russian can't stand it anymore, so he grabs the dog and throws it 
			  out of the train's window. 
			Suddenly a man sitting in the same compartment, 
			  a perfect English gentleman, says: "You Russians do everything 
			  wrong. You drive on the wrong side of the street, you hold fork 
			  and knife in wrong hands, and now you threw the wrong bitch out 
			  of that window." 
			
			   
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			A woman received a phone call that her daughter 
			  was very sick with a fever. She left work and stopped by the pharmacy 
			  for some medication her daughter. When returning to her car to find 
			  she had locked her keys inside. She had to get home to her sick 
			  daughter, and didn't know what to do. 
			   
			  She called her home to the baby sitter, and was told her daughter 
			  was getting worse. She said, "You might find a coat hanger 
			  and use that to open the door." The woman found an old rusty 
			  coat hanger on the ground, as if someone else had locked their keys 
			  in their car. Then she looked at the hanger and said, "I don't 
			  know how to use this." She bowed her head and asked God for 
			  help. 
			   
			  An old rusty car pulled up, driven by a dirty, greasy, bearded man 
			  with a biker skull rag on his head. The woman thought, "Great 
			  God. This is what you sent to help me????" But she was desperate, 
			  and thankful. The man got out of his car and asked if he could help. 
			  She said "Yes, my daughter is very sick. I must get home to 
			  her. Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?" 
			   
			  He said, "Sure." He walked over to the car and in seconds 
			  the car was opened. She hugged the man and through her tears she 
			  said, "THANK YOU SO MUCH... You are a very nice man." 
			  The man replied, "Lady, I ain't a nice man. I just got out 
			  of prison for car theft." The woman hugged the man again and 
			  cried out loud... "THANK YOU GOD FOR SENDING ME A PROFESSIONAL!" 
			
			Well what can I say... after working vigorously 
			  for countless days and nites to crank out an update of this size 
			  I find the only thing I can do after such massive exertion is immerse 
			  myself in a bathtub filled with ice to bring my body temperature 
			  down. To make a full recovery I need some help so if you're a young, 
			  blonde, naked female with big tits please email 
			  me. 
			Anyways that about rounds everything up for this 
			  week. Don't forget to have a beer for me this Sunday! Until next 
			  week be good, stay off the chem's and remember: last minute birthday 
			  presents can be purchased for me here! 
			  Enjoy. Mr. Orsm.  |