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Friday, October 29, 2004

IT'S FRIDAY!
I know I promised pics of the kids in their costumes, but I had the camera on the wrong setting ( not enough pixels) and they were blurry! Will attempt again tonite! In the meantime- Have a giggle on me! Peace, KC



THE NURSING HOME POLICE

Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair and loved to charge around the
nursing home, taking corners on one wheel, and getting up to maximum speed
on the long corridors. Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a
picnic, the other residents tolerated her, and some of the males actually
joined in.

One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky
Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!" he shouted in a firm
voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?" Ethel fished around in her
handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper, and held it up to him. "OK" he
said, and away Ethel sped down the hall.


As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, Weird Harold popped
out in front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?"
Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster, and held it up to
him. Harold nodded, and said "Carry on, ma'am."


As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door, Crazy Craig
stepped out in front of her, stark naked, with a very sizable erection. "Oh,
good grief," cried Ethel, "not the Breathalyzer again!"

Invisioned on |7:45 AM|

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