lol Thanks Richard. I liked yours as well. Please pet Clay for me. Really reminds me of Margolis that was with me for 12 years... What great dogs.
Doug
Doug
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jeez, all these old school, recycled jokes brings this one to mind:
A very attractive woman goes up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestures alluringly to the bartender, who comes over immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face closer to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands. Actually, no". the man replies. "Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him." she says, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair. "I'm afraid I can't. breathes the bartender. Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message." she continues, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. "What should I tell him?" the bartender manages to say. "Tell him," she whispers, "There is no toilet paper or hand soap in the ladies room."
A very attractive woman goes up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestures alluringly to the bartender, who comes over immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face closer to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands. Actually, no". the man replies. "Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him." she says, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair. "I'm afraid I can't. breathes the bartender. Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message." she continues, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. "What should I tell him?" the bartender manages to say. "Tell him," she whispers, "There is no toilet paper or hand soap in the ladies room."
:biggrin::biggrin::biggrin: I just got up off the floor from that one Hal.
Maybe we should start an old school re-cycled old timer joke-of-the-day thread just for us and see who joins in???? Could be interesting.
Heres another:
As we Silver Surfers know, sometimes we have trouble with our computers. I had a problem yesterday, so I called Eric, the 11 year old next door, whose bedroom looks like Mission Control and asked him to come over. Eric clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem. As he was walking away, I called after him, 'So, what was wrong? He replied, 'It was an ID ten T error.' I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, 'An, ID ten T error? What's that? In case I need to fix it again.'
Eric grinned.... 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error before? 'No,' I replied. 'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll figure it out.'
So I wrote it down:
ID10T
I used to like Eric.
and then there's...
This woman is sitting in a bar, wearing a tube top. She has never shaved her armpits in her entire life, so as a result, she has a thick black bush under each arm. Every 20 minutes, she raises her arm up and flags the bartender for another drink. This goes on all night. The other people in the bar see her hairy pits every time she raises her arm.
Near the end of the night, this drunk at the end of the bar says to the bartender, "Hey, I'd like to buy the ballerina a drink". The bartender replies, "What makes you think she's a ballerina?" The drunk says, "Any girl that can lift her leg that high has to be a ballerina!"
Ed and Nancy met while on a singles cruise and Ed fell head over heels for her.
When they discovered they lived in the same city only a few miles apart Ed was ecstatic. He immediately started asking her out when they got home.
Within a couple of weeks, Ed had taken Nancy to dance clubs, restaurants, concerts, movies, and museums. Ed became convinced that Nancy was indeed his soul mate and true love. Every date seemed better than the last.
On the one-month anniversary of their first dinner on the cruise ship, Ed took Nancy to a fine restaurant. While having cocktails and waiting for their salad, Ed said, "I guess you can tell I'm very much in love with you. I'd like a little serious talk before our relationship continues to the next stage.
So, before I get a box out of my jacket and ask you a life changing question, it's only fair to warn you, I'm a total golf nut. I play golf, I read about golf, I watch golf on TV. In short, I eat, sleep, and breathe golf. If that's going to be a problem for us, you'd better say so now!"
Nancy took a deep breath and responded, "Ed, that certainly won't be a problem. I love you as you are and I love golf too; but, since we're being totally honest with each other, you need to know that for the last five years I've been a hooker."
"Oh wow! I see," Ed replied. He looked down at the table, was quiet for a moment. Deep in serious thought then he added, "You know, it's probably because you're not keeping your wrists straight when you hit the ball."
When they discovered they lived in the same city only a few miles apart Ed was ecstatic. He immediately started asking her out when they got home.
Within a couple of weeks, Ed had taken Nancy to dance clubs, restaurants, concerts, movies, and museums. Ed became convinced that Nancy was indeed his soul mate and true love. Every date seemed better than the last.
On the one-month anniversary of their first dinner on the cruise ship, Ed took Nancy to a fine restaurant. While having cocktails and waiting for their salad, Ed said, "I guess you can tell I'm very much in love with you. I'd like a little serious talk before our relationship continues to the next stage.
So, before I get a box out of my jacket and ask you a life changing question, it's only fair to warn you, I'm a total golf nut. I play golf, I read about golf, I watch golf on TV. In short, I eat, sleep, and breathe golf. If that's going to be a problem for us, you'd better say so now!"
Nancy took a deep breath and responded, "Ed, that certainly won't be a problem. I love you as you are and I love golf too; but, since we're being totally honest with each other, you need to know that for the last five years I've been a hooker."
"Oh wow! I see," Ed replied. He looked down at the table, was quiet for a moment. Deep in serious thought then he added, "You know, it's probably because you're not keeping your wrists straight when you hit the ball."
<TT>A touching story about love and marriage</TT><TT> </TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>An elderly man lay dying in his bed. In death's agony, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs. He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, </TT>
<TT>gripping the railing with both hands. With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven: there, spread out on newspapers on the kitchen table were </TT>
<TT>literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies ... </TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? </TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. The aged, shaking and </TT>
<TT>withered hand made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table. </TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>Suddenly it was smacked with a spatula by his wife …</TT>
<TT>"Stay out of those," she said, "they're for the funeral."</TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>An elderly man lay dying in his bed. In death's agony, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs. He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, </TT>
<TT>gripping the railing with both hands. With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven: there, spread out on newspapers on the kitchen table were </TT>
<TT>literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies ... </TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? </TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. The aged, shaking and </TT>
<TT>withered hand made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table. </TT>
<TT> </TT>
<TT>Suddenly it was smacked with a spatula by his wife …</TT>
<TT>"Stay out of those," she said, "they're for the funeral."</TT>
There's an old sea story in the Navy about a Ship's Captain who inspected his sailors, and afterward told the Chief Boatswain that his men smelled bad. The Captain suggested perhaps it would help if the sailors would change underwear occasionally. The Chief responded, "Aye, aye sir, I'll see to it immediately!" The Chief went straight to the sailors berth deck and announced, "The Captain thinks you guys smell bad and wants you to change your underwear." He continued, "Pittman, you change with Jones, McCarthy, you change with Witkowski, and Brown, you change with Schultz. Now GET TO IT."
The Moral of the Story is -
Someone may come along and promise "Change", but don't count on things smelling any better.
The Moral of the Story is -
Someone may come along and promise "Change", but don't count on things smelling any better.
The wife and I were at home watching TV.
I had the remote and was switching back and forth between a
fishing channel and the porn channel.
She became more and more annoyed and finally said:
"For God's sake! Leave it on the porn channel!
You already know how to fish!"
I had the remote and was switching back and forth between a
fishing channel and the porn channel.
She became more and more annoyed and finally said:
"For God's sake! Leave it on the porn channel!
You already know how to fish!"
A French Guy, a Russian Guy and an Asshole American are hiking in some rain forest when they come across a tribe of ruthless cannibals. They are captured and put in cages where the tribe chief explains to them their grizzly fate. He explains that they are going to kill each one, eat their flesh, make jewelry from their bones and make canoes out of their skin. However, prior to eating a batch of missionaries they were taught the meaning of mercy, so out of pity they would allow them one final meal request.
So they grab the French guy who is scared out of his pants and ask what he wants as his final meal. He meekly asks for French baguettes and wine, which they quickly bring him. He quietly eats his baguettes and drinks his wine and yells “Viva Le France!” right before they kill him, eat his flesh, make jewelry out of his bones and make a canoe out of his skin.
Next they grab the Russian Guy who is a bit more brave and ask him what he wants. He firmly requests for Russian Vodka, which again they bring promptly. He downs the bottle and yells “For Mother Russia!” right before they kill him, eat his flesh, make jewelry out of his bones and make a canoe out of his skin.
Finally they grab the Asshole American, who at this point has chip on his shoulder and ask him what he wants. He snaps for them to bring him a fork. The chief then asks what he wants to eat with the fork and the Asshole American replies, nothing, just the fork. So again, they quickly bring him just a fork to which the American grabs it and starts furiously stabbing himself with it. From head to toe, he gouges himself with the fork over and over again all over his body. The startled chief asks him what the hell he was doing. With his last dying breath the Asshole American yells “Try making a fucking canoe out of this!”
So they grab the French guy who is scared out of his pants and ask what he wants as his final meal. He meekly asks for French baguettes and wine, which they quickly bring him. He quietly eats his baguettes and drinks his wine and yells “Viva Le France!” right before they kill him, eat his flesh, make jewelry out of his bones and make a canoe out of his skin.
Next they grab the Russian Guy who is a bit more brave and ask him what he wants. He firmly requests for Russian Vodka, which again they bring promptly. He downs the bottle and yells “For Mother Russia!” right before they kill him, eat his flesh, make jewelry out of his bones and make a canoe out of his skin.
Finally they grab the Asshole American, who at this point has chip on his shoulder and ask him what he wants. He snaps for them to bring him a fork. The chief then asks what he wants to eat with the fork and the Asshole American replies, nothing, just the fork. So again, they quickly bring him just a fork to which the American grabs it and starts furiously stabbing himself with it. From head to toe, he gouges himself with the fork over and over again all over his body. The startled chief asks him what the hell he was doing. With his last dying breath the Asshole American yells “Try making a fucking canoe out of this!”
This is a good thread. Just some might be repost! hehe keep it up!
Across the world cellphone=mobile :biggrin:
Wife vs Girlfriend
Wife is like a TV,
Girlfriend is like a MOBILE .
At home you watch TV,
But when you go out you take your MOBILE .
No money, you sell the TV,
Got money, you change your MOBILE .
Sometimes you enjoy TV,
But most of the time you play with your MOBILE .
TV is free for life,
But for the MOBILE , if you don't pay, the services will be terminated.
TV is big, bulky and most of the time old,
But the MOBILE is cute, slim, curvy and very portable.
Operational costs for TV is often acceptable,
But for the MOBILE it is often high and demanding.
TV has a remote,
MOBILE doesn't.
Most importantly, MOBILE is a two-way communication (you talk and listen),
But with the TV you MUST only listen (whether you want to or not).
Last but not least ..
TVs don't have viruses,
But MOBILEs often do .. !!
Across the world cellphone=mobile :biggrin:
Wife vs Girlfriend
Wife is like a TV,
Girlfriend is like a MOBILE .
At home you watch TV,
But when you go out you take your MOBILE .
No money, you sell the TV,
Got money, you change your MOBILE .
Sometimes you enjoy TV,
But most of the time you play with your MOBILE .
TV is free for life,
But for the MOBILE , if you don't pay, the services will be terminated.
TV is big, bulky and most of the time old,
But the MOBILE is cute, slim, curvy and very portable.
Operational costs for TV is often acceptable,
But for the MOBILE it is often high and demanding.
TV has a remote,
MOBILE doesn't.
Most importantly, MOBILE is a two-way communication (you talk and listen),
But with the TV you MUST only listen (whether you want to or not).
Last but not least ..
TVs don't have viruses,
But MOBILEs often do .. !!
this one had me fall out of my seat!
Yeah! ...... that one was a pisser! :biggrin:
And this ............
A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him..
He asked, 'What are all those clocks?'
St. Peter answered, 'Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock.
Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move.'
'Oh,' said the man, 'whose clock is that?'
'That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie.'
'Incredible,' said the man. 'And whose clock is that one?'
St. Peter responded, 'That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands
have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life.'
'Where's Barack Obama's clock?' asked the man.
'Obama's clock is in Jesus' office.
He's using it as a ceiling fan.
(apologies in advance if this is a repost)
Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cellular phone on a bench rings and Doug engages the hands-free speaker function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen.
Doug: "Hello"
WOMAN: "Hi Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?"
Doug: "Yes."
WOMAN: "I'm at the shops now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $2,000. Is it OK if I buy it?"
Doug: "Sure, go ahead if you like it that much."
WOMAN: "I also stopped by the Lexus dealership and saw the new models. I saw one I really liked."
Doug: "How much?"
WOMAN: "$90,000."
Doug: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."
WOMAN: "Great! Oh, and one more thing. I was just talking to Janie and found out that the house I wanted last year is back on the market. They're asking $980,000 for it."
Doug: "Well, then go ahead and make an offer of $900,000. They'll probably take it. If not, we can go the extra eighty-thousand if it's what you really want."
WOMAN: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!"
Doug: "Bye! I love you, too."
Doug hangs up. The other men in the locker room are staring at him in astonishment, mouths wide open.
He turns and asks, "Anyone know whose phone this is?"
Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cellular phone on a bench rings and Doug engages the hands-free speaker function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen.
Doug: "Hello"
WOMAN: "Hi Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?"
Doug: "Yes."
WOMAN: "I'm at the shops now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $2,000. Is it OK if I buy it?"
Doug: "Sure, go ahead if you like it that much."
WOMAN: "I also stopped by the Lexus dealership and saw the new models. I saw one I really liked."
Doug: "How much?"
WOMAN: "$90,000."
Doug: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."
WOMAN: "Great! Oh, and one more thing. I was just talking to Janie and found out that the house I wanted last year is back on the market. They're asking $980,000 for it."
Doug: "Well, then go ahead and make an offer of $900,000. They'll probably take it. If not, we can go the extra eighty-thousand if it's what you really want."
WOMAN: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!"
Doug: "Bye! I love you, too."
Doug hangs up. The other men in the locker room are staring at him in astonishment, mouths wide open.
He turns and asks, "Anyone know whose phone this is?"
Did we ever figure out who's cell phone that was?
Doug
Doug
Did we ever figure out who's cell phone that was?
Doug
Ken's, hence divorce #, er, ...?
Hope he stops by sometime to read that joke.
It is so tough out there that....
I got a pre-declined credit card in the mail.
I got a pre-declined credit card in the mail.
Wife : 'Do you want dinner?'
Husband: 'Sure! What are my choices?'
Wife: 'Yes or no.'
Husband: 'Sure! What are my choices?'
Wife: 'Yes or no.'
2 Pastors
Ole is the pastor of the local Norwegian Lutheran Church, and Pastor Sven is the minister of the Swedish Covenant Church across the road.
One day they are seen pounding a sign into the ground, which said:
DA END ISS NEAR!
TURN YERSELF AROUNT NOW
BAFOR IT ISS TOO LATE!
As a car speeds past them, the driver leans out his window and yells, "Leave people alone, you Skandihoovian religious nuts!"
From the curve they heard screeching tires and a big splash.
Shakin' his head, Rev. Ole says "Dat's da terd one dis mornin'."
"Yaa," Pastor Sven agrees, then asks, "Do ya tink maybe da sign should yust say, 'Bridge Out?'"
Ole is the pastor of the local Norwegian Lutheran Church, and Pastor Sven is the minister of the Swedish Covenant Church across the road.
One day they are seen pounding a sign into the ground, which said:
DA END ISS NEAR!
TURN YERSELF AROUNT NOW
BAFOR IT ISS TOO LATE!
As a car speeds past them, the driver leans out his window and yells, "Leave people alone, you Skandihoovian religious nuts!"
From the curve they heard screeching tires and a big splash.
Shakin' his head, Rev. Ole says "Dat's da terd one dis mornin'."
"Yaa," Pastor Sven agrees, then asks, "Do ya tink maybe da sign should yust say, 'Bridge Out?'"
a blonde and her thermos...
(apologies if this is a repost
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A blonde was shopping at Target & came across a shiny silver thermos. She was quite fascinated by it, so she picked it up & took it to the clerk to ask what it was.
The clerk said, 'Why, that's a thermos..... It keeps hot things hot, And cold things cold.'
'Wow, said the blonde, 'that's amazing.....I'm going to buy it!' So she bought the thermos & took it to work the next day.
Her boss saw it on her desk. 'What's that,' he asked?
'Why, that's a thermos..... It keeps hot things hot & cold things cold,' she replied..
Her boss inquired, 'What do you have in it?'
The blond replied......'Two popsicles & some coffee.'
(apologies if this is a repost
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A blonde was shopping at Target & came across a shiny silver thermos. She was quite fascinated by it, so she picked it up & took it to the clerk to ask what it was.
The clerk said, 'Why, that's a thermos..... It keeps hot things hot, And cold things cold.'
'Wow, said the blonde, 'that's amazing.....I'm going to buy it!' So she bought the thermos & took it to work the next day.
Her boss saw it on her desk. 'What's that,' he asked?
'Why, that's a thermos..... It keeps hot things hot & cold things cold,' she replied..
Her boss inquired, 'What do you have in it?'
The blond replied......'Two popsicles & some coffee.'
ALWAYS ASK - NEVER ASSUME!!
His request approved, the CNN News photographer quickly used a cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight.
He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport.
Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hanger.
He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, 'Let's go'.
The pilot taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off.
Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot, 'Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillsides.'
'Why?' asked the pilot.
'Because I'm a photographer for CNN' , he responded, 'and I need to get some close up shots.'
The pilot was strangely silent for a moment, finally he stammered, 'So, what you're telling me, is . . . You're NOT my flight instructor?'
His request approved, the CNN News photographer quickly used a cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight.
He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport.
Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hanger.
He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, 'Let's go'.
The pilot taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off.
Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot, 'Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillsides.'
'Why?' asked the pilot.
'Because I'm a photographer for CNN' , he responded, 'and I need to get some close up shots.'
The pilot was strangely silent for a moment, finally he stammered, 'So, what you're telling me, is . . . You're NOT my flight instructor?'
Doctor Bryan had sex with one of his patients and felt guilty for days afterwards . . . No matter how much he tried to forget about it, he just couldn't. The guilt was overwhelming. But every once in awhile he'd hear an internal, reassuring voice in his head that said:
' Bryan , don't worry about it. You aren't the first medical practitioner to have sex with one of his patients and you won't be the last. And you're single. Just let it go Bryan .''
But invariably another voice in his head would bring him back to reality whispering:
'Bryan ................................,
Bryan ...............................,
"YOU'RE A VETERINARIAN"
' Bryan , don't worry about it. You aren't the first medical practitioner to have sex with one of his patients and you won't be the last. And you're single. Just let it go Bryan .''
But invariably another voice in his head would bring him back to reality whispering:
'Bryan ................................,
Bryan ...............................,
"YOU'RE A VETERINARIAN"
Two men are drinking in a bar at the top of the Empire State Building. One turns to the other and says: "You know last week I discovered that if you jump from the top of this building- by the time you fall to the 10th floor, the winds around the building are so intense that they carry you around the building and back into the window." The bartender just shakes his head in disapproval while wiping the bar.
The 2nd Man says: "What are you a nut? There is no way in heck that could happen."
1st Man: "No, it's true let me prove it to you." So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony, and careens to the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window and he takes the elevator back up to the bar.
The 2nd Man tells him: "You know I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke."
1st Man: "No, I'll prove it again" and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window. Once upstairs he urges his fellow drinker to try it.
2nd Man: "Well what the heck, it works, I'll try it." So he jumps over the balcony, plunges downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors and hits the sidewalk with a 'splat.'
Back upstairs the Bartender turns to the other drinker:
"You know, Superman, you're a real jerk when you're drunk."
The 2nd Man says: "What are you a nut? There is no way in heck that could happen."
1st Man: "No, it's true let me prove it to you." So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony, and careens to the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window and he takes the elevator back up to the bar.
The 2nd Man tells him: "You know I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke."
1st Man: "No, I'll prove it again" and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window. Once upstairs he urges his fellow drinker to try it.
2nd Man: "Well what the heck, it works, I'll try it." So he jumps over the balcony, plunges downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors and hits the sidewalk with a 'splat.'
Back upstairs the Bartender turns to the other drinker:
"You know, Superman, you're a real jerk when you're drunk."
Three women were about to be executed. One was a brunette, one a redhead, and the other a blonde.
The guard brought the first woman, the brunette, forward and the executioner asked if she had any last requests.
She said no, and the executioner shouted: "... Ready ... Aim ... !! and suddenly the brunette yelled, "EARTHQUAKE!".
Everyone was startled and looked around. She escaped.
So they brought up the redhead and asked if she had any last requests. She said no, and the executioner shouted: "... Ready ... Aim ...!! and suddenly the redhead yelled "TORNADO!"
Everyone was startled and looked around. She escaped.
By now, the blonde had it all figured out. They brought her forward and the executioner asked if she had any last requests. She said no and the executioner shouted: "... Ready ... Aim ... !! and the blonde yelled, "FIRE!"
The guard brought the first woman, the brunette, forward and the executioner asked if she had any last requests.
She said no, and the executioner shouted: "... Ready ... Aim ... !! and suddenly the brunette yelled, "EARTHQUAKE!".
Everyone was startled and looked around. She escaped.
So they brought up the redhead and asked if she had any last requests. She said no, and the executioner shouted: "... Ready ... Aim ...!! and suddenly the redhead yelled "TORNADO!"
Everyone was startled and looked around. She escaped.
By now, the blonde had it all figured out. They brought her forward and the executioner asked if she had any last requests. She said no and the executioner shouted: "... Ready ... Aim ... !! and the blonde yelled, "FIRE!"
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