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Barbara
IP: 69.19.14.21
12/22/2005 10:52:19 |
Subject: Heres a good one.
Message: And dont take offense, I was raised by a Roman Catholic Mum and German Jew Dad so I can say these things and enjoy them. I really hope you will too.
Some of the best of these jokes I heard from my father.
> *As a teacher, Ms. Jones, was very curious about how each of her
> students celebrated Christmas. She called on young Patrick Murphy. "Tell
> me Patrick what do you do at Christmas time?" she asked.
> *
> *Patrick addressed the class, "Well Ms. Jones, me & my twelve brothers &
> sisters go to the midnight Mass & we sing hymns, then we come home very
> late & we put mince pies by the back door & hang up our stockings. Then
> all excited we go to bed & wait for Father Christmas to come with all
> our toys.
> *
> *"Very nice Patrick", she said. "Now Jimmy Brown what do you do at
> Christmas?"
> *
> *"Well, Ms. Jones, me & my sister also go to Church with Mum & Dad & we
> sing carols & we get home ever so late. We put cookies & milk by the
> chimney & we hang up our stockings. We hardly sleep, waiting for Santa
> Claus to bring our presents."
> *
> *Realizing there was a Jewish boy in the class & not wanting to leave
> him out of the discussion, she asked, "Now, Isaac Cohen, what do you do
> at Christmas?"
> *
> *Isaac said, "Well, it's the same thing every year. Dad comes home from
> the office. We all pile into the Rolls Royce, then we drive to his toy
> factory. When we get inside, we look at all the empty shelves and begin
> to sing 'What a Friend We Have in Jesus." Then we all go to the Bahamas"*
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Moi
IP: 66.215.188.48
12/22/2005 12:03:01 | RE: Heres a good one.
Message: I'm not offended Barb... you have to be able to laugh at everything. That was cute!
I used to have a redneck Christmas story... wish I could find it. My family are such rednecks. I love them to death!
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Barbara Wheeler
IP: 66.82.9.61
12/22/2005 12:15:31 | RE: Heres a good one.
Message: The best joke I ever heard about "*Polocks*" were told to me by my Polish room mate during my year and a half living in Houston. She was so sweet and funny. They have a tremendous sense of humor and a resilience seen no where else. A very dear friend of mine in Atlanta, Joanie, always called herself the "Polish princess!" Another wonderful spirit with great sense of humor. Boy I could tell you some but I know I would hear about it if I did!
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