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Nov 13, 2007 10:26:17 GMT -5
Post by dehayes35 on Nov 13, 2007 10:26:17 GMT -5
LOL!!!!!!!!
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Nov 17, 2007 6:57:51 GMT -5
Post by red518irish on Nov 17, 2007 6:57:51 GMT -5
Q: What do you get when you drive through Ohio slowly.
A: A degree from Ohio State
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Dec 10, 2007 14:52:46 GMT -5
Post by wvumaryjane on Dec 10, 2007 14:52:46 GMT -5
ITALIAN BOY'S CONFESSION
Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl".
The priest asks, "Is that you, little Joey Pagano ?"
"Yes, Father, it is."
"And who was the girl you were with?"
"I can't tell you, Father, I don't want to ruin her reputation"
"Well, Joey, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later, so you may as well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?"
"I cannot say."
"Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?"
"I'll never tell."
"Was it Nina Capelli?"
"I'm sorry, but I cannot name her."
"Was it Cathy Piriano?"
"My lips are sealed."
"Was it Rosa Di Angelo, then?"
"Please, Father, I cannot tell you."
The priest sighs in frustration. "You're very tight lipped, Joey Pagano, and I admire that. But you've sinned and have to atone. You cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. Now you go and behave yourself."
Joey walks back to his pew, and his friend Franco slides over and whispers, "What'd you get?"
"4 months vacation and five good leads."
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Dec 22, 2007 9:02:48 GMT -5
Post by rainman on Dec 22, 2007 9:02:48 GMT -5
A LETTER FROM A WEST VIRGINIA MOTHER TO HER DAUGHTER AT WVU!
Dear Lulabelle,
I'm writing you this letter slow because I know you can't read very fast. We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles of your home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you our new address. The last family that lived here took the house numbers when they moved so that they wouldn't have to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure it works well though; last week I put a load in and pulled the chain and haven't seen the clothes since. About the coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle Jake said it would be too heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.
Uncle Claude fell in his whiskey vat last week. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off playfully and drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for three days.
Good luck at WVU I heard you re going to be there for a hundred years!
Love, Momma
P.S. I was going to send you some money but the envelope was already sealed.
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