urs is good too, read dis one LOL
>Here is a funny joke about an Indian boy on his first day at school in the
> >USA.
> >
> >It was the first day of school and a new student named Chandrashekhar
> >Subrahmanyam entered the fourth grade.
> >
> >The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History."
> >
> >Who said "Give me Liberty, or give me Death"?
> >
> >She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrashekhar, who had his hand
> >up: "Patrick Henry, 1775" he said.
> >
> >"Very good!" Who said "Government of the People, by the People, for the
> >People, shall not perish from the Earth?"
> >
> >Again, no response except from Chandrashekhar. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863" said
>
> >Chandrashekhar.
> >
> >The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed.
> >Chandrashekhar, who is new to our country, knows more! about its history
> >than you do."
> >
> >She heard a loud whisper: "F**k the Indians,"
> >
> >"Who said that?" she demanded.
> >
> >Chandrashekhar put his hand up. "General Custer, 1862."
> >
> >At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke."
> >
> >The teacher glares around and asks "All right! Now, who said that?"
> >
> >Again, Chandrashekhar says, "George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister,
> >1991."
> >
> >Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? S*ck this!"
> >
> >Chandrashekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the
> >teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica ! Lewinsky, 1997!"
> >
> >Now with almost a mob hysteria someone said "You little shit. If you say
> >anything else, I'll kill you."
> >
> >Chandrashekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Gary Condit to
> >Chandra Levy, 2001."
> >
> >The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the
> >floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're f**ked!"
> >
> >And Chandrashekhar said quietly, "George Bush, Iraq,2005."
> >
>
>
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>>Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up
>>that
>>morning.
>>
>>I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would
>>be pleasant and say "Happy Birthday" and possibly
>>have a gift for me.
>>
>>
>>As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone
>>Happy Birthday".
>>
>>I thought... well, that's marriage for you, at least the kids
>>will remember.
>>
>>
>>My kids came into breakfast and didn't say a word.
>>
>>So, when I left for the office, I was feeling pretty low and
>>somewhat despondent.
>>
>>
>>As I walked into my office, my secretary, Jane, said
>>"Good morning, Boss. Happy birthday!".
>>
>>I felt a little better that a least someone had remembered.
>>
>>I worked until one o'clock, then, Jane knocked on my
>>door and said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day outside
>>and it's your birthday, so let's go out to lunch, just you and me."
>>
>>I said, "Thanks Jane. That's the greatest thing I've heard
>>all day. Let's go!"
>>
>>
>>We went to lunch, but we didn't go to where we normally
>>would go. We dined instead at a little place with a private
>>table. We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal
>>tremendously.
>>
>>On the way back to the office, Jane said, "You know, it's
>>such a beautiful day... we don't need to go back to the office
>>do we?"
>>
>>
>>I responded, "I guess not. What did you have in mind?"
>>
>>She said, "Let's go to my apartment."
>>
>>
>>After arriving at her apartment Jane turned to me and said
>>"Boss, if you don't mind, I'm going to step into the
>>bedroom for a moment. I'll be right back."
>>
>>"OK." I nervously replied.
>>
>>
>>She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes,
>>she came out carrying a huge birthday cake...
>>
>>Followed by my wife, kids, and a dozen of my friends and
>>co-workers, all singing "Happy Birthday".
>>
>>
>>And I just sat there...
>>
>>On the couch...
>>
>>
>>Naked.
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and this
A store that sells husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman
may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a
description of how the store operates. You may visit the store ONLY ONCE !
There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the shopper
ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch . . .. you may choose any
man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you
cannot go back down except to exit the building! So, a woman goes to the
Husband Store to find a husband . .
On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.
The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.
The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, and are extremely
good looking.
"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.
She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead good
looking and help with the housework.
"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"
Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead
gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.
She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign
reads:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor. There are no men on this
floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to
please.
Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. Watch your step as you exit the
building, and have a nice day!
Please send this to all men for a good laugh and to all the women who can
handle the truth!