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Something tells me she will be visiting the eye doctor soon.

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A large piece of black tarmac swaggered into a bar, slammed some money down on the bar and demanded a whiskey and rudely announces he is the biggest baddest piece of tarmac in town. He slams down the whiskey and demands a second whiskey. While he is waiting a skinny little red tarmac walks into the bar and the biggest baddest tarmac suddenly ducks into a booth in the corner and hides. The red tarmac calmly orders a beer drinks it and walks out of the bar. The black tarmac suddenly swaggers back to the bar acting all tough for another whiskey and the bar tender says " I thought you were the biggest toughest tarmac in town" The black tarmac looks back and says "I am -- but he's a crazy cycle path"
 
Oh :geek: It was early and I hadn't had my coffee yet.
PS my grandmother
Sister Mary Ann and Sister Theresa were walking down the corridor of the parish hospital, when all of the sudden, Sister Bernadette comes running out of the Father's office and goes screaming in terror down the hallway!

Alarmed, the two sisters go into the Father's office and ask, "what in the world is wrong with Sister Bernadette?"
The Father replied, "Well, I just told her she was pregnant."
"Oh my goodness," the two nuns exclaimed! "How could this be true?"
The father grinned and said, "don't worry, she's not really pregnant, but I'll bet it cured her hiccups!" :chair:
 
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