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Saturday, May 19, 2007
OK- so it's Saturday?!
Jokes-
THIS SHOULD END ALL 3 BEARS STORIES....
Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small
chair at the table, he looks into his small bowl.
It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?!!"
he squeaks. Papa Bear arrives at the big table and
sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl, and
it is also empty. "Who's been eating my
Porridge?!!" he roars. Momma Bear puts her head
through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells,
"How many times do we have to go through this with you idiots? It was
Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who
woke everyone in the house, it was Momma Bear who made
the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded the
dishwasher from last night, and put everything away,
it was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early
morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear
who set the damn table, it was Momma Bear who put the
friggin cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled
the cat's water and food dish, and, now that you've
decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs, and
grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence,
listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more
time.....
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE @!#$*@! PORRIDGE YET"!
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Love you all- so another.... ( besides, I owe y'all!)
>> A sweet grandmother telephoned St. Joseph 's Hospital. She timidly asked,
>> "Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is
>> doing?"
>>
>> The operator said "I'll be glad to help, Dear. What's the name and room
>> number?"
>>
>> The grandmother in her weak tremulous voice said, "Norma Findlay, Room
>> 302."
>>
>> The Operator replied, "Let me place you on hold while I check with her
>> nurse." After a few minutes the Operator returned to the phone, "Oh, Good
>> news. Her nurse has told me that Norma is doing very well. Her blood
>> pressure is fine; her blood work just came back as normal and her
>> Physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged
>> Tuesday."
>>
>> The Grandmother said, "Thank you. That's wonderful! I was so worried! God
>> bless you for the good news."
>>
>> The operator replied, "You're more than welcome. Is Norma your daughter?"
>>
>> The Grandmother said, "No, I'm Norma Findlay in 302. No one tells me
>> shit."
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Bless you all for staying with me!
Love and Oh, heck, A few Hugs!
KC
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