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A little boy was
roughhousing with his dog. “Now, Peter,” his mother said, “I
know you love Ginger but you’re loving him too hard. How would you feel if
someone big picked you up and squeezed you so hard you couldn’t
breathe?” |
The trip to the Army rifle range was
canceled for the second time in a week, although the physical fitness test was
held as planned.
“Does it bother anyone else,” one soldier
mused, “that the Army doesn’t seem to care how well we can shoot, but
are extremely interested in how fast we can run?”
You can’t keep trouble from knocking, but you needn’t invite it to come in and sit down.
We’ve had some changes. My husband
had lost fifty pounds, and after twenty years in the corporate world, I left to
take a job in a restaurant.
After my first day at work, my husband gave
me a big hug, and hung on much longer than usual. “Did you really miss me
that much?” I asked.
“No,” he replied, “but you
smell so much like pancakes I hate to let you go.”
Don’t cry because it’s over—smile because it happened.
What’s the difference between a lawyer and a dog? The lawyer has a suit; the dog only pants.
“My stupid computer keeps
saying, ‘You’ve got mail.’”
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