The Marriage Fairy
A couple had been married for 25 years and was celebrating
the husband's 60th birthday.
During the party, a fairy appeared and said that because they
had been such a loving couple all those years, she would give
them one wish each.
The wife said, "We've been so poor all these years, and I've
never gotten to see the world. I wish we could travel all over
the world." The fairy waved her wand and POOF! She had the
tickets in her hand.
Next, it was the husband's turn. He paused for a moment, and
then said, "Well, I'd like to be married to a woman 30 years
younger than me."
The fairy waved her wand and POOF! He was 90
True Blonde Story
Linda Burnett, 23, was visiting her inlaws, and while there went
to a nearby supermarket to pick up some groceries. Several
people noticed her sitting in her car with the windows rolled up
and with her eyes closed, with both hands behind the back of
her head. One customer who had been at the store for a while
became concerned and walked over to the car. He noticed that
Linda's eyes were now open, and she looked very strange.
He asked her if she was okay, and Linda replied that she'd been
shot in the back of the head, and had been holding her brains in
for over an hour. The man called the paramedics, who broke
into the car because the doors were locked and Linda refused to
remove her hands from her head.
When they finally got in, they found that Linda had a wad of
bread dough on the back of her head. A Pillsbury biscuit
canister had exploded from the heat, making a loud noise
that sounded like a gunshot, and the wad of dough hit her in
the back of her head. When she reached back to find out what
it was, she felt the dough and thought it was her brains.
She initially passed out, but quickly recovered and tried to hold
her brains in for over an hour until someone noticed and came to
her aid. And, yes, Linda is a blonde.
More Jokes
The Marriage Fairy
Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Halloween Jokes
Enjoy!
Beethoven Symphonies
A tourist in Vienna is going through a graveyard and all of
a sudden he hears some music. No one is around, so he
starts searching for the source.
He finally locates the origin and finds it is coming from a
grave with a headstone that reads: Ludwig van Beethoven,
1770-1827. Then he realizes that the music is the Ninth
Symphony and it is being played backward! Puzzled, he
leaves the graveyard and persuades a friend to return with him.
By the time they arrive back at the grave, the music has
changed. This time it is the Seventh Symphony, but like
the previous piece, it is being played backward.
Curious, the men agree to consult a music scholar. When
they return with the expert, the Fifth Symphony is playing,
again backward. The expert notices that the symphonies
are being played in the reverse order in which they were
composed, the 9th, then the 7th, then the 5th.
By the next day the word has spread and a throng has
gathered around the grave. They are all listening to the
Second Symphony being played backward.
Just then the graveyard's caretaker ambles up to the group.
Someone in the crowd asks him if he has an explanation for
the music.
"Oh, it's nothing to worry about" says the caretaker. "He's
just decomposing!"
Halloween Delivery
The orthopedic surgeon I work for was moving to a
new office, and his staff was helping transport many
of the items.
I sat the display skeleton in the front of my car, his bony
arm across the back of my seat. I hadn't considered the
drive across town. At one traffic light, the stares of the
people in the car beside me became obvious, and I looked
across and explained, "I'm delivering him to my doctor's
office."
The other driver leaned out of his window. "I hate to tell
you, lady," he said, "but I think it's too late!"
Beethoven Symphonies
A tourist in Vienna is going through a graveyard and all of
a sudden he hears some music. No one is around, so he
starts searching for the source.
He finally locates the origin and finds it is coming from a
grave with a headstone that reads: Ludwig van Beethoven,
1770-1827. Then he realizes that the music is the Ninth
Symphony and it is being played backward! Puzzled, he
leaves the graveyard and persuades a friend to return with him.
By the time they arrive back at the grave, the music has
changed. This time it is the Seventh Symphony, but like
the previous piece, it is being played backward.
Curious, the men agree to consult a music scholar. When
they return with the expert, the Fifth Symphony is playing,
again backward. The expert notices that the symphonies
are being played in the reverse order in which they were
composed, the 9th, then the 7th, then the 5th.
By the next day the word has spread and a throng has
gathered around the grave. They are all listening to the
Second Symphony being played backward.
Just then the graveyard's caretaker ambles up to the group.
Someone in the crowd asks him if he has an explanation for
the music.
"Oh, it's nothing to worry about" says the caretaker. "He's
just decomposing!"
Halloween Delivery
The orthopedic surgeon I work for was moving to a
new office, and his staff was helping transport many
of the items.
I sat the display skeleton in the front of my car, his bony
arm across the back of my seat. I hadn't considered the
drive across town. At one traffic light, the stares of the
people in the car beside me became obvious, and I looked
across and explained, "I'm delivering him to my doctor's
office."
The other driver leaned out of his window. "I hate to tell
you, lady," he said, "but I think it's too late!"
Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Cat, where do you come up with these hilarious jokes??? I love the blonde joke with the dough stuck to her head
Please keep coming.
Please keep coming.
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Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
more Halloween jokes
The IRS Trick or Treater
The door bell, rings, and a man answers it.
Here stands this plain but well dressed kid, saying "Trick
or Treat!"
The man asks the kids what he's dressed up like for
Halloween.
The kid says, "I'm an IRS agent." Then he takes 28% of the
man's candy, leaves, and doesn't say Thank You.
What do you get when you cross a chicken with a ghost?
Q: What do you get when you cross a chicken with a ghost?
A: A poultry-geist!
The door bell, rings, and a man answers it.
Here stands this plain but well dressed kid, saying "Trick
or Treat!"
The man asks the kids what he's dressed up like for
Halloween.
The kid says, "I'm an IRS agent." Then he takes 28% of the
man's candy, leaves, and doesn't say Thank You.
What do you get when you cross a chicken with a ghost?
Q: What do you get when you cross a chicken with a ghost?
A: A poultry-geist!
Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
more jokes
Thanks Cathy and Laura glad you liked the jokes and I could make you laugh! 
Punny Potato Story
Mr. and Mrs. Potato had eyes for each other, got married
and had a little sweet potato, they named 'Yam'.
Of course, they wanted the best for Yam. When it was time,
they told her about the facts of life. They warned her about
going out and getting half- baked, so she wouldn't get
accidentally mashed, and get a bad name for herself like
'Hot Potato', and end up with a bunch of Tater Tots.
Yam said not to worry; no Spud would get her into the sack
and make a rotten potato out of her! But on the other hand,
she wouldn't stay home and become a Couch Potato, either.
She would get plenty of exercise so as not to be skinny like
her Shoestring cousins.
When she went off to Europe, Mr. & Mrs. Potato told Yam to
watchout for the Hard Boiled guys from Ireland and the greasy
guys from France called the French Fries. When she went out
west, the warned her to watch out for the Indians so she
wouldn't get scalloped.
Yam said she would stay on the straight and narrow and
wouldn't associate with those high class Yukon Golds.
Mr. & Mrs. Potato sent Yam to Idaho P.U. [Potato University]
so that when she graduated she'd really be in the Chips.
But in spite of all they did for her, one day Yam came home
and announced she was going to marry Tom Brokaw.
Tom Brokaw! Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset.
They told Yam she couldn't possibly marry Tom Brokaw,
because he's just a COMMON TATER!
Cat
Punny Potato Story
Mr. and Mrs. Potato had eyes for each other, got married
and had a little sweet potato, they named 'Yam'.
Of course, they wanted the best for Yam. When it was time,
they told her about the facts of life. They warned her about
going out and getting half- baked, so she wouldn't get
accidentally mashed, and get a bad name for herself like
'Hot Potato', and end up with a bunch of Tater Tots.
Yam said not to worry; no Spud would get her into the sack
and make a rotten potato out of her! But on the other hand,
she wouldn't stay home and become a Couch Potato, either.
She would get plenty of exercise so as not to be skinny like
her Shoestring cousins.
When she went off to Europe, Mr. & Mrs. Potato told Yam to
watchout for the Hard Boiled guys from Ireland and the greasy
guys from France called the French Fries. When she went out
west, the warned her to watch out for the Indians so she
wouldn't get scalloped.
Yam said she would stay on the straight and narrow and
wouldn't associate with those high class Yukon Golds.
Mr. & Mrs. Potato sent Yam to Idaho P.U. [Potato University]
so that when she graduated she'd really be in the Chips.
But in spite of all they did for her, one day Yam came home
and announced she was going to marry Tom Brokaw.
Tom Brokaw! Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset.
They told Yam she couldn't possibly marry Tom Brokaw,
because he's just a COMMON TATER!
Cat
Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Thanks Laura I add that too my line of text! Everything I have there now is titles that he friends here gave me.
Member of FOWL, Ms. Squiggly Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Several of us was given the Fowl title by JG! Lillian gave the the title of Ms. Squiggly, Mo gave me the title of Tweety Bird and Ann, Queen of Beautiful and now your 's Queen of Laughter.
Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms. Squiggly Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Several of us was given the Fowl title by JG! Lillian gave the the title of Ms. Squiggly, Mo gave me the title of Tweety Bird and Ann, Queen of Beautiful and now your 's Queen of Laughter.
Cat
Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms. Squiggly Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Several of us was given the Fowl title by JG! Lillian gave the the title of Ms. Squiggly, Mo gave me the title of Tweety Bird and Ann, Queen of Beautiful and now your 's Queen of Laughter.
I'm sure there's a story behind all of those names, could you enlighten those of us that haven't been around that long.
I sure can, Janet made a level and called it Fowl, which stands for Friends of Wonderland League, the ones listed in her level was I and The Cat, Ann and one other I think it was Gen. but I am not certain so therefore FOWL!
I was helping Sharon 761 with a sig and helping her learn how to get them to show up on the forum. I did the
. But instead I put in the front {img} by accident and that is how I got the name MS Squiggly. Lillian was telling Sharon what was wrong and I told her that was my fault because I did it.
and Mo got to calling me Tweety Bird becaue I had Tweety Bird as my sig at that time. and Queen of Beautiful came from Ann because I make most of my levels beautiful. The house and the floor, decorated them with flowers , birds, and butterflies all at different times and that is just he begining.
Cat
Several of us was given the Fowl title by JG! Lillian gave the the title of Ms. Squiggly, Mo gave me the title of Tweety Bird and Ann, Queen of Beautiful and now your 's Queen of Laughter.
I'm sure there's a story behind all of those names, could you enlighten those of us that haven't been around that long.
I sure can, Janet made a level and called it Fowl, which stands for Friends of Wonderland League, the ones listed in her level was I and The Cat, Ann and one other I think it was Gen. but I am not certain so therefore FOWL!
I was helping Sharon 761 with a sig and helping her learn how to get them to show up on the forum. I did the
and Mo got to calling me Tweety Bird becaue I had Tweety Bird as my sig at that time. and Queen of Beautiful came from Ann because I make most of my levels beautiful. The house and the floor, decorated them with flowers , birds, and butterflies all at different times and that is just he begining.
Cat
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Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
http://www.pcpuzzle.com/forum/viewtopic ... light=fowlCat wrote:I sure can, Janet made a level and called it Fowl, which stands for Friends of Wonderland League
I don't know if this is how you do a link to a level - but if it doesn't work, just type "fowl" in the Search box.
Mrs. Annie Purple Hat
YOU MIGHT BE A REDNECK IF... (2004 Version)
YOU MIGHT BE A REDNECK IF... (2004 Version)
* Your standard of living improves when you go camping.
* Your prenuptial agreement mentions chickens.
* You have jacked up your home to look for a dog.
* Your neighbor has ever asked to borrow a quart of beer.
* There is a belch on your answering machine greeting.
* You have rebuilt a carburetor while sitting on the commode.
* None of the tires on your van are the same size.
* You hold the hood of your car with your head while you work on it.
* Your town put the new garbage truck in the Christmas parade.
* Your local beauty salon also fixes cars.
* Your doghouse and your living room have the same shag carpet.
* You've ever slow danced in the Waffle House.
* Starting your car involves popping the hood.
* Your garbage man is confused about what goes and what stays.
* You whistle at women in church.
* You actually wear shoes your dog brought home.
* You've been in a fistfight at a yard sale.
* You carry a fly swatter in the front seat of the car so you can
reach the kids in the backseat.
* You think people who have cell phones and e-mail are uppity.
* Your standard of living improves when you go camping.
* Your prenuptial agreement mentions chickens.
* You have jacked up your home to look for a dog.
* Your neighbor has ever asked to borrow a quart of beer.
* There is a belch on your answering machine greeting.
* You have rebuilt a carburetor while sitting on the commode.
* None of the tires on your van are the same size.
* You hold the hood of your car with your head while you work on it.
* Your town put the new garbage truck in the Christmas parade.
* Your local beauty salon also fixes cars.
* Your doghouse and your living room have the same shag carpet.
* You've ever slow danced in the Waffle House.
* Starting your car involves popping the hood.
* Your garbage man is confused about what goes and what stays.
* You whistle at women in church.
* You actually wear shoes your dog brought home.
* You've been in a fistfight at a yard sale.
* You carry a fly swatter in the front seat of the car so you can
reach the kids in the backseat.
* You think people who have cell phones and e-mail are uppity.
Cat
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Member of FOWL, Ms.Tweety Bird, Queen of Beautiful
Latest Reader's Digest offerings...
Torrential rainstorms were knocking down power lines all over town. When one linesman called a customer to get her address, he was told,"I'm at post office box 99." The weary linesman replied, "I'll be coming to you in a van, not an envelope."
* * * * * * *
One for the girls…
Every year, each employee at my company meets with his or her supervisor to review whether past goals have been met. A woman next to me received an appointment time for her “Performance Management Schedule,” as it’s called, and highlighted it on her desktop calendar.
“Wow! I guess everyone know when to avoid you,” said a colleague who was passing by. Puzzled, my neighbour glanced at the calendar. She’d written: “PMS at 1p.m.”
* * * * * * *
My baby-sitter know not to bring my one-year-old daughter, Ami, into the supermarket where I work. One glimpse of me at the checkout counter and Ami will scream until she’s in my arms.
However, one day, with the fridge empty, Maxine had no choice. As predicted, when my daughter spotted me, her wailing could be heard throughout the entire shop.
Unsure what to do, I just smiled and continued scanning a customer’s groceries. “That’s right, dear,” said the woman. “You just keep smiling and thank God she’s not yours.”
* * * * * * *
Two prawns, Tom and Christian, were swimming around in shark-infested waters discussing how difficult their lives were.
“We never know when we’re going to get eaten”, said Tom. “I wish I was a shark so I wouldn’t have to worry.”
Just then a shoal of cod appeared. “Your wish is granted,” they chanted and, Pow!. Tom turned into a great white shark. Christian, terrified of his former friend, swam away and hid.
Months passed and life grew very lonely for Tom. Whenever he saw his old prawn mates, they swam away in fear. Christian was so upset by his oldest pal joining the enemy that he refused to leave his house.
Desperate to put things right, Tom searched everywhere for the cod. Eventually, he found them. “Please, make me a prawn again,” he begged. Puff! – he was a shellfish once more.
With tears of joy in his tiny eyes, Tom swam to the home of Christian. He banged on the door and said, “It’s me. Tom. Come out and see how I’ve changed.”
“No way”, Christian replied. “I’m not going to be tricked into being your dinner.”
“But that was the old me,” implored Tom, “I’ve found cod. I’m a prawn again Christian.”
Robbie
And out of the mouths of babes...
Vani (Miss 5) is still coming to grips with the finer art of ABCs.
She's quite competant at counting to 100... well 99... and as long as you don't count 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80 & 90... for the rest she does quite well. She can say her ABCs mostly right through though at various times and various places, some letters and even runs of letters get misplaced - some get reinserted later on in the recitation. We're working towards a complete set of letters one day
On our latest trip to Sydney I went for a train ride with her to the city & while on the train I introduced her to the wonderful world of "I spy". For some reason I could not quite instill in her the idea that when she spied something with her little eye, it had to be something she could actually see. On one hand it was encouraging to see her matching starting letters with things, and on the other, amusing to the other passengers that there'd been elephants, crocodiles & octopi (8, 9 & even a 10 legged one!) running through the carraiges without so much as an ink stain in their wake.
On the long trip home, we started up again & Tokasa, Vani & I took it in turns to do the I spy thing. On one stretch of the 650km or so there is a power plant with huge water vapour chimneys/towers. It was Vani's turn & she started off, "I spy with my little eye..." and she ummed & arred while thinking - we had to think up really tricky things as her mum was beating the two of us really bad. Just then we came over a rise & the towers came into view, "Oh wow!" she exclaimed & pointing continued, "something starting with those!"
Oh well...
Robbie
Torrential rainstorms were knocking down power lines all over town. When one linesman called a customer to get her address, he was told,"I'm at post office box 99." The weary linesman replied, "I'll be coming to you in a van, not an envelope."
* * * * * * *
One for the girls…
Every year, each employee at my company meets with his or her supervisor to review whether past goals have been met. A woman next to me received an appointment time for her “Performance Management Schedule,” as it’s called, and highlighted it on her desktop calendar.
“Wow! I guess everyone know when to avoid you,” said a colleague who was passing by. Puzzled, my neighbour glanced at the calendar. She’d written: “PMS at 1p.m.”
* * * * * * *
My baby-sitter know not to bring my one-year-old daughter, Ami, into the supermarket where I work. One glimpse of me at the checkout counter and Ami will scream until she’s in my arms.
However, one day, with the fridge empty, Maxine had no choice. As predicted, when my daughter spotted me, her wailing could be heard throughout the entire shop.
Unsure what to do, I just smiled and continued scanning a customer’s groceries. “That’s right, dear,” said the woman. “You just keep smiling and thank God she’s not yours.”
* * * * * * *
Two prawns, Tom and Christian, were swimming around in shark-infested waters discussing how difficult their lives were.
“We never know when we’re going to get eaten”, said Tom. “I wish I was a shark so I wouldn’t have to worry.”
Just then a shoal of cod appeared. “Your wish is granted,” they chanted and, Pow!. Tom turned into a great white shark. Christian, terrified of his former friend, swam away and hid.
Months passed and life grew very lonely for Tom. Whenever he saw his old prawn mates, they swam away in fear. Christian was so upset by his oldest pal joining the enemy that he refused to leave his house.
Desperate to put things right, Tom searched everywhere for the cod. Eventually, he found them. “Please, make me a prawn again,” he begged. Puff! – he was a shellfish once more.
With tears of joy in his tiny eyes, Tom swam to the home of Christian. He banged on the door and said, “It’s me. Tom. Come out and see how I’ve changed.”
“No way”, Christian replied. “I’m not going to be tricked into being your dinner.”
“But that was the old me,” implored Tom, “I’ve found cod. I’m a prawn again Christian.”
Robbie
And out of the mouths of babes...
Vani (Miss 5) is still coming to grips with the finer art of ABCs.
She's quite competant at counting to 100... well 99... and as long as you don't count 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80 & 90... for the rest she does quite well. She can say her ABCs mostly right through though at various times and various places, some letters and even runs of letters get misplaced - some get reinserted later on in the recitation. We're working towards a complete set of letters one day
On our latest trip to Sydney I went for a train ride with her to the city & while on the train I introduced her to the wonderful world of "I spy". For some reason I could not quite instill in her the idea that when she spied something with her little eye, it had to be something she could actually see. On one hand it was encouraging to see her matching starting letters with things, and on the other, amusing to the other passengers that there'd been elephants, crocodiles & octopi (8, 9 & even a 10 legged one!) running through the carraiges without so much as an ink stain in their wake.
On the long trip home, we started up again & Tokasa, Vani & I took it in turns to do the I spy thing. On one stretch of the 650km or so there is a power plant with huge water vapour chimneys/towers. It was Vani's turn & she started off, "I spy with my little eye..." and she ummed & arred while thinking - we had to think up really tricky things as her mum was beating the two of us really bad. Just then we came over a rise & the towers came into view, "Oh wow!" she exclaimed & pointing continued, "something starting with those!"
Oh well...
Robbie
YOU KNOW YOU'RE LIVING IN 2005 WHEN..........
1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.
2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.
3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.
4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.
5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that
they don't have e-mail addresses.
6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if
anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.
7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the
screen.
8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the
first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and
you turn around to go and get it.
10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.
11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )
12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.
13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this
message.
14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.
15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this
list.
And now U R laughing at yourself.
1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.
2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.
3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.
4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.
5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that
they don't have e-mail addresses.
6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if
anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.
7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the
screen.
8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the
first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and
you turn around to go and get it.
10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.
11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )
12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.
13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this
message.
14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.
15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this
list.
And now U R laughing at yourself.
Mrs. Annie Purple Hat
You know, I actually left for Katrinia without my cell phone charger. I was about 20 miles from my house (and remeber I live down here near the beach) when we turned around and drove all the way back for it.ann3120 wrote: 8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the
first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and
you turn around to go and get it.
It was so windy down here the car was rocking
Three golfers were fighting in a bunker while a fourth lay dead. A club official was called and asked, "What's the problem here?"
"My partner had a stroke," said one player, "and these two sods want to add it to my score!"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Three and a half agonising hours registering my car put me in a foul mood. I was still fuming when I stopped at a shop to buy a cricket bat for my son. "Cash or credit?" the young assistant asked.
"Cash," I snapped. Then I appologised. "I'm sorry. I just spent half the day in line at the motor vehicle registry."
"Would you like me to wrap the bat," she chirped, "or do you plan to go back?"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
For some reason the bookstore cashier couldn't get the computer to recognise my customer loyalty card. Peering over her shoulder at the screen I said, "There's part of the problem. It shows my birth date as 31/12/1899."
"That's right," my husband chimed in. "She was born in June, not December."
Robbie
"My partner had a stroke," said one player, "and these two sods want to add it to my score!"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Three and a half agonising hours registering my car put me in a foul mood. I was still fuming when I stopped at a shop to buy a cricket bat for my son. "Cash or credit?" the young assistant asked.
"Cash," I snapped. Then I appologised. "I'm sorry. I just spent half the day in line at the motor vehicle registry."
"Would you like me to wrap the bat," she chirped, "or do you plan to go back?"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
For some reason the bookstore cashier couldn't get the computer to recognise my customer loyalty card. Peering over her shoulder at the screen I said, "There's part of the problem. It shows my birth date as 31/12/1899."
"That's right," my husband chimed in. "She was born in June, not December."
Robbie