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A woman, about to undergo an IRS audit, asked her accountant for advice on what to wear. "Wear your shabbiest clothing. Let them think you are a pauper".
Then she asked her legal counsel the same question, but got the opposite advice. "Do not let them intimidate you. Wear your finest attire".
Utterly confused at this point, she went to her rabbi, told him of the conflicting advice, and requested some resolution of her dilemma. "Let me tell you a story" replied the rabbi. "A woman, about to be married, asked her mother what to wear on her wedding night. 'Wear a heavy, long, flannel nightgown that goes right up to your neck.' But when she asked her best friend, she got conflicting advice. 'Wear your most sexy negligee, with a V neck right down to your navel'".
The woman protested "Rabbi, what does all this have to do with my problem with the IRS?" "Don't you see? It doesn't matter what you wear my dear! Either way, the results will be the same"...
That run on ammo & the like that you started Stateside is making itself felt in Australia now.
This morning I got lucky and was able to buy two boxes of rim fire ammo. I placed them on the front seat and headed back home, but stopped at a gas station where a drop-dead gorgeous blonde in a short skirt was filling up her car at the next pump.
She glanced at the two boxes of ammo, bent over and leaned in my passenger window, and said in a sexy voice, "I'm a big believer in barter, old fella. Would you be interested in trading sex for ammo?"
I thought for a few seconds and asked, "What kind of ammo ya got?"
A DEA officer stopped at a ranch in Texas , and talked with an old rancher. He told the rancher, “I need to inspect your ranch for illegally grown drugs.” The rancher said, “Okay , but don’t go in that field over there…..”, as he pointed out the location.
The DEA officer verbally exploded saying, ” Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government with me!” Reaching into his rear pants pocket, the arrogant officer removed his badge and proudly displayed it to the rancher. “See this f*****g badge?! This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I wish…. On any land !! No questions asked or answers given!! Have I made myself clear……do you understand ?!!”
The rancher nodded politely, apologized, and went about his chores. A short time later, the old rancher heard loud screams, looked up, and saw the DEA officer running for his life, being chased by the rancher’s big Santa Gertrudis bull…… With every step the bull was gaining ground on the officer, and it seemed likely that he’d sure enough get gored before he reached safety. The officer was clearly terrified. The rancher threw down his tools, ran to the fence and yelled at the top of his lungs….. “Your badge, show him your f*****g BADGE…….. ! !”
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A woman walks in to macy's. First thing she does is head to the jewelry shop. while there she leans over to look at a big diamond ring,as she is leaning over to look at the ring she farts big time,she looks up to make shure no one noticed her farting, suddenly she turns around and sees the jewelry man standing behind her. She askes the man if he can tell her the price on the ring she was looking at, the jewelry man says No, To her surprize she asks the jewelry man why he wont tell her the price on the ring, the jewelry man tells her, Look mam if only looking at the ring made you fart, Giving you the price will make you poop your panties.
I worked in the backyard yesterday, and after doing so I sat down and had a cold beer.
Though a bit warm the day was really quite beautiful, and the drink facilitated some deep thinking.
Finally, I thought about an age old question: Is giving birth more painful than getting kicked in the nuts?
Women always maintain that giving birth is way more painful than a guy getting kicked in the nuts.
Well, after another beer, and some heavy deductive thinking, I have come up with the answer to that
question.
Getting kicked in the nuts is much more painful than having a baby and, here is the reason for my conclusion: A year or so after giving birth, a woman will often say, "It might be nice to have another child."
On the other hand, you NEVER hear a guy say, "You know, I think I would like another kick in the nuts."
I rest my case.
Time for another beer.
Beautiful weather and two young ladies are setting on the outside patio drinking a cup.
A sod truck stops at the light and one of the ladies says "when I win the lottery
that is what Im going to do"
The other frowns and says "what are you talking about?"
The first jestures at the sod truck and says "Im going to send my grass out to
get it cut, like that guy!!"
The police knock on the door and tell Kevin, "Sir we're investigating a car accident, do you have a picture of your wife handy?"
Though confused, Kevin says "Yes, sure" and gets one off the mantle and nervously hands it to the officers.
The first cop looks at the picture and glances sadly at his partner.
He then looks at Kevin and says, "Sir, I'm very sorry to have to tell you this, but it appears that your wife has been hit by a truck."
Kevin says, "Yes sir, I know, but she has a good personality and she's great with the kids."
This morning, the Muslim Brotherhood warned the United States that if the United States continued meddling in Egypt , Libya , and other potential hot spots in the Middle East, they intend to cut off America 's supply of 7-11 and Motel 6 managers.
If this action does not yield sufficient results, cab drivers will be next, followed by Dell, AT&T, and AOL customer service reps.
Finally, if all else fails, they have threatened to not send us any more presidents.
It's gonna get ugly, people.
A Catholic Priest, a Baptist Preacher and a Rabbi all served as Chaplains to the students of Northern Michigan University at Marquette in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.
They would get together two or three times a week for coffee and to talk shop.
One day, someone made the comment that preaching to people isn't really all that hard, a real challenge would be to preach to a bear.
One thing led to another, and they decided to do an experiment. They would all go out into the woods, find a bear, preach to it, and attempt to convert it to their religion.
Seven days later, they all came together to discuss their experiences.
Father Flannery, who had his arm in a sling, was on crutches, and had various bandages on his body and limbs, went first.
'Well,' he said, 'I went into the woods to find me a bear. And when I found him, I began to read to him from the Catechism.
Well, that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled him and, Holy Mary Mother of God, he became as gentle as a lamb. The Bishop is coming out next week to give him first communion and confirmation.'
Reverend Billy Bob the Baptist, spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, had one arm and both legs in casts, and had an IV drip.
In his best fire-and-brimstone oratory, he exclaimed, 'WELL, brothers, you KNOW that we Baptists don't sprinkle! I went out and I FOUND me a bear. And then I began to read to my bear from God's HOLY WORD! But that bear wanted nothing to do with me.
So I took HOLD of him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down one hill, UP another and DOWN another until we came to a creek. So I quickly DUNKED him and BAPTIZED his hairy soul. And just like you said, he became as gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of the day praising Jesus. Hallelujah!
The Priest and the Reverend both looked down at the Rabbi, who was lying in a hospital bed. He was in a body cast and traction with IVs and monitors running in and out of him. He was in really bad shape.
The Rabbi looked up and said: "Looking back on it, circumcision may not have been the best way to start."
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Originally Posted by Lawrence W.
This gets my vote for the best so far! Great............just great!
This must be the system they use!
Winter Forecast
It was October and the Native Americans on a
remote reservation asked their new Chief if the
coming winter was going to be cold or mild.
Since he was a Chief in a modern society, he had
never been taught the old secrets. When he
looked at the sky he couldn't tell what the
winter was going to be like.
Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he told his
tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold
and that the members of the village should
collect firewood to be prepared. But being a
practical leader, after several days he got an
idea. He went to the phone booth, called the
National Weather Service and asked, "Is the
coming winter going to be cold?"
"It looks like this winter is going to be quite
cold," the meteorologist at the weather service
responded.
So the Chief went back to his people and told
them to collect even more firewood in order to be
prepared. A week later he called the National
Weather Service again.
"Does it still look like it is going to be a very cold winter?"
"Yes," the man at National Weather Service again
replied, "it's going to be a very cold winter."
The Chief again went back to his people and
ordered them to collect every scrap of firewood
they could find.
Two weeks later the Chief called the National
Weather Service again. "Are you absolutely sure
that the winter is going to be very cold?"
"Absolutely," the man replied. "It's looking more
and more like it is going to be one of the coldest winters ever."
"How can you be so sure?" the Chief asked.
The weatherman replied, "The Native Americans are collecting firewood like crazy."
> The University library was very crowded – there was limited seating
> space.
> A guy asked a girl in the library, "Do you mind if I sit beside you?"
> The girl replied in a loud voice, "I DO NOT WANT TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH
> YOU!" All the students in the library started staring at the guy. He was
> truly embarrassed and found another table to sit at. After a couple of
> minutes, the girl walked quietly over to the guy's table and said, "I
> study
> psychology, and I know what a man is thinking.
> I guess you felt embarrassed, right ?" The guy replied in a very loud
> voice, "$200 FOR ONE NIGHT ? THAT'S WAY TOO MUCH !" All the people in
> the
> library turned and looked at the girl in shocked disgust.
> The guy whispered in her ear, "I study law, and I know how to screw
> people."
>
A ninety year old man wandered off from the Nursing Home, and found himself in a house of ill repute.
Realising where he was, he said to the Madam, "I am 90 years old and I am here to do something I haven't done for 25 years. How much will it cost me?"
For you Grandpa it will be 90 bucks
What....90 bucks!!!!....you would have to be putting me on.
That will be 10 bucks extra, she replied.
When your Wife or Girlfriend ask you which of her friends you would like to to have in a threesome, if your game give her a name BUT never ever give her 2 names.
woman walks into the drugstore and tells the pharmacist she wants to
buy some arsenic.
"What do you want with arsenic?" asks the pharmacist.
"I want to kill my husband because he's cheating on me by having sex
with another woman," the lady replies. "I can't sell you arsenic so you
can kill your husband, lady, even if he is having sex with another
woman," the pharmacist says.
The woman then reaches into her pocket and pulls out a picture of her
husband having sex with the pharmacist's wife and hands it to him.
"Oh, I didn't realize you had a prescription," the pharmacist replies.
the past, present and future walked into a bar.
Man, it was tense!
Where are you going with this. I'm getting interested.Quote:
Originally Posted by alinwa
Conch Bill
Interested... hell, man, it's perfect. Maybe even plus quam perfectum -- no, wait, that's past perfect.Quote:
Originally Posted by Bill Wynne
It has already started at Gander Mountain Sporting Goods.
When I was ready to pay for my purchases of gun powder and bullets...
The cashier said, "Strip down, facing me."
Making a mental note to complain to the NRA about the gun control whackos
running amok, I did just as she had instructed.
When the hysterical shrieking and alarms finally subsided, I found out that she was referring to how I should
place my credit card in the card-reader.
I have been asked to shop elsewhere in the future.
They need to make their instructions to us seniors a little clearer!
In the greatest days of the British Empire, a new commanding officer was sent to a jungle outpost to relieve the retiring Colonel.
After welcoming his replacement and showing the usual courtesies (gin and tonic, cucumber sandwiches) that protocol decrees, the retiring Colonel said, "You must meet Captain Smithers, my right-hand man. God, he's really the strength of this office. His talent is simply boundless."
Smithers was summoned and introduced to the new CO, who was surprised to meet a toothless, hairless, scabbed and pockmarked specimen of humanity, a particularly unattractive man less than three feet tall.
"Smithers, old man, tell your new CO about yourself."
"Well, sir, I graduated with honours from Sandhurst, joined the regiment and won the Military Cross and Bar after three expeditions behind enemy lines. I've represented Great Britain in equestrian events and won a Silver Medal in the middleweight division of the Olympics. I have researched the history of ...."
Here the Colonel interrupted, "Yes, yes, never mind that Smithers, the CO can find all that in your file. Tell him about the day you told the witch doctor he was a feathered nancy boy."
Now John, that there was funny. I can even read your accent as I read your post.
Out here in West Texas, wherever country folks gather to shoot the bull you and stories like that would fit right in.
Conch Bill
Of the total of 44 US Presidents: Obama rated 5th best president ever!!
I was just reading a Democratic publicity release
that said, "after a little more than 5 years,
Obama has been rated the 5th best president ever!"
The details according to White House Publicists:
* Reagan, Lincoln, and 8 others tied for first,
* 15 presidents tied for second,
* 17 other presidents tied for third,
* Jimmy Carter came in 4th, and
* Obama came in fifth
Dagnabit!.....quit trying to fool us................. This isn't a joke belonging in the "humor forum"! It is the truth belonging in the "Truth Forum"!:o
I was visiting my daughter last night when I asked if I could
borrow a newspaper....
"This is the 21st century," she said. "We don't waste money
on newspapers. Here, use my iPad."
I can tell you this. That fly never knew what hit him.
King Ozymandias of Assyria was running low on cash after years of war with the Hittites. His last great possession
was the Star of the Euphrates , the most valuable diamond in the ancient world. Desperate, he went to
Croesus, the pawnbroker, to ask for a loan.
Croesus said, "I'll give you 100,000 dinars for it."
"But I paid a million dinars for it," the King protested. "Don't you know who I am? I am the King!"
Croesus replied, "When you wish to pawn a Star, makes no difference who you are."
Sam and Becky are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. Sam says to Becky, “Becky, I was wondering – have you ever cheated on me?”
Becky replies, “Oh Sam, why would you ask such a question now? You don’t want to ask that question…”
“Yes, Becky, I really want to know. Please…”
“Well, all right. Yes, 3 times…”
“Three? Well, when were they?” he asked.
“Well, Sam, remember when you were 35 years old and you really wanted to start the business on your own and no bank would give you a loan? Remember, then one day the bank president himself came over the house and signed the loan papers, no questions asked?”
“Oh, Becky, you did that for me! I respect you even more than ever, to do such a thing for me. So, when was number 2?”
“Well, Sam, remember when you had that last heart attack and you were needing that very tricky operation, and no surgeon would touch you? Then remember how the doctor came all the way up here, to do the surgery himself, and then you were in good shape again?”
“I can’t believe it! Becky, you should do such a thing for me, to save my life. I couldn’t have a more wonderful wife. To do such a thing, you must really love me darling. I couldn’t be more moved. So, all right then, when was number 3?”
“Well, Sam, remember a few years ago, when you really wanted to be president of the golf club and you were 17 votes short..?”
Guy goes into a bar in Louisiana where there’s a robot bartender!
The robot says, “What will you have?” The guy says, “Whiskey.”
The robot brings back his drink and says to the man, “What’s your IQ?”
The guy says,” 168.” The robot then proceeds to talk about physics, space exploration and medical technology.
The guy leaves, . . . but he is curious . . . So he goes back into the bar.
The robot bartender says, “What will you have?” The guy says, “Whiskey.”
Again, the robot brings the man his drink and says, “What’s your IQ?”
The guy says, “100.” The robot then starts to talk about NASCAR, Budweiser, the Saints and LSU Tigers
The guy leaves, but finds it very interesting, so he thinks he will try it one more time.
He goes back into the bar. The robot says, “What will you have?”
The guy says, “Whiskey,” and the robot brings him his whiskey.
The robot then says, “What’s your IQ?” The guy says, “Uh, about 50.”
The robot leans in real close and says,
“SO, . . . you folks . . . still happy . . . with Obama?”
Great Orators of the Democratic Party - Past
"The buck stops here." ~ Harry S. Truman
"Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what you can do for your country." ~ John F. Kennedy
And
Great Orators of the Democrat Party - PRESENT:
"It depends what your definition of 'is' is?'' ~ President William Jefferson Clinton
"That Obama... I would like to cut his nuts off." ~ Jesse Jackson, Sr.
"Those rumors are false. I believe in the sanctity of marriage." ~ John Edwards
"What difference does it make?" re Bengazi. ~ Hillary Clinton
"I invented the Internet." ~ Al Gore
"The next person that tells me I'm not religious, I'm going to shove my rosary beads up their ass." ~ Joe Biden
"America is, is no longer, uh, what it, uh, could be, uh, what it was once was, uh, and I say to myself, uh, I don't want that future, uh, for my children." ~ Barack Obama
"I have campaigned in all 57 states." ~ Barack Obama (Quoted 2008)
"You don't need God anymore; you have us Democrats." ~ Nancy Pelosi (Quoted 2006) ( Really, really, really stupid remark.)
"Paying taxes is voluntary." ~ Sen. Harry Reid
"Bill is the greatest husband and father I know. No one is more faithful, true, and honest than he is."
~ Hillary Rodham Clinton (Quoted 1998)
"You have a business. You didn't build that. Someone else did!" ~ Barack Obama (Quoted 2012)
And the most ridiculous gem of wisdom, from the "Mother Moron Superior:" "We just have to pass the Healthcare Bill to see what's in it." ~ Nancy Pelosi (Quoted March, 2010) ( As the Doctor said: A perfect definition of a stool sample.)
HOW FORTUNATE WE ARE TO HAVE SUCH BRILLIANT MINDS IN CHARGE OF OUR ONCE-GREAT COUNTRY!!!
Why we shoot deer in the wild (A letter from someone who wants to
remain anonymous, who farms, writes well and
actually tried this)
I had this idea that I could rope a deer, put it in a stall, feed it up
on corn for a couple of weeks, then kill it
and eat it. The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. I
figured that, since they congregate at my
cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there
(a bold one will sometimes come right up and
sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not 4
feet away), it should not be difficult to rope
one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm it down) then
hog tie it and transport it home.
I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope. The
cattle, having seen the roping thing before,
stayed well back. They were not having any of it. After about 20
minutes, my deer showed up - 3 of them. I picked
out a likely looking one, stepped out from the end of the feeder, and
threw my rope. The deer just stood there and
stared at me. I wrapped the rope around my waist and twisted the end
so I would have a good hold.
The deer still just stood and stared at me, but you could tell it was
mildly concerned about the whole rope
situation. I took a step towards it, it took a step away. I put a
little tension on the rope .., and then received
an education. The first thing that I learned is that, while a deer may
just stand there looking at you funny while
you rope it, they are spurred to action when you start pulling on that
rope.
That deer EXPLODED. The second thing I learned is that pound for
pound, a deer is a LOT stronger than a cow or a
colt. A cow or a colt in that weight range I could fight down with a
rope and with some dignity. A deer-- no
Chance. That thing ran and bucked and twisted and pulled. There was
no controlling it and certainly no getting
close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me
across the ground, it occurred to me that having a
deer on a rope was not nearly as good an idea as I had originally
imagined. The only upside is that they do not
have as much stamina as many other animals.
A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to jerk
me off my feet and drag me when I managed to
get up. It took me a few minutes to realize this, since I was mostly
blinded by the blood flowing out of the big
gash in my head. At that point, I had lost my taste for corn-fed
venison. I just wanted to get that devil creature
off the end of that rope.
I figured if I just let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it
would likely die slow and painfully
somewhere. At the time, there was no love at all between me and that
deer. At that moment, I hated the thing, and
I would venture a guess that the feeling was mutual. Despite the gash
in my head and the several large knots where
I had cleverly arrested the deer's momentum by bracing my head against
various large rocks as it dragged me across
the ground, I could still think clearly enough to recognize that there
was a small chance that I shared some tiny
amount of responsibility for the situation we were in. I didn't want
the deer to have to suffer a slow death, so I
managed to get it lined back up in between my truck and the feeder - a
little trap I had set before hand...kind of
like a squeeze chute. I got it to back in there and I started moving
up so I could get my rope back.
Did you know that deer bite?
They do! I never in a million years would have thought that a deer
would bite somebody, so I was very surprised
when ..... I reached up there to grab that rope and the deer grabbed
hold of my wrist. Now, when a deer bites you,
it is not like being bit by a horse where they just bite you and slide
off to then let go. A deer bites you and
shakes its head--almost like a pit bull. They bite HARD and it hurts.
The proper thing to do when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and
draw back slowly. I tried screaming and
shaking instead. My method was ineffective.
It seems like the deer was biting and shaking for several minutes, but
it was likely only several seconds. I, being
smarter than a deer (though you may be questioning that claim by now),
tricked it. While I kept it busy tearing the
tendons out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled
that rope loose.
That was when I got my final lesson in deer behavior for the day.
Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up on
their back feet and strike right about head and
shoulder level, and their hooves are surprisingly sharp ... I learned a
long time ago that, when an animal -like a
horse - strikes at you with their hooves and you can't get away easily,
the best thing to do is try to make a loud
noise and make an aggressive move towards the animal. This will
usually cause them to back down a bit so you can
escape.
This was not a horse. This was a deer, so obviously, such trickery
would not work. In the course of a millisecond,
I devised a different strategy. I screamed like a woman and tried to
turn and run. The reason I had always been
told NOT to try to turn and run from a horse that paws at you is that
there is a good chance that it will hit you
in the back of the head. Deer may not be so different from horses
after all, besides being twice as strong and 3
times as evil, because the second I turned to run, it hit me right in
the back of the head and knocked me down.
Now, when a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it does not
immediately leave. I suspect it does not recognize
that the danger has passed. What they do instead is paw your back and
jump up and down on you while you are laying
there crying like a little girl and covering your head.
I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away.
So now I know why when people go deer hunting
they bring a rifle with a scope......to sort of even the odds!!
Sad, but true.Quote:
Originally Posted by Joe Duke
Thank you for posting that!!! I saw this once before, and for the life of me can't recall where. Now I know where to get it. Already emailed it to two different people. Funny Stuff!Quote:
Originally Posted by K Axtell
THE HAIRCUT
Blessed are those that can give without remembering, and take without forgetting.
One day a florist went to a barber for a haircut. After the cut, he asked about his bill, and the barber replied, 'I cannot accept money from you, I'm doing community service this week.'
The florist was pleased and left the shop.
When the barber went to open his shop the next morning, there was a 'thank you' card and a dozen roses waiting for
Him at his door.
Later, a cop comes in for a haircut, and when he tries to pay his bill, the barber again replied, 'I cannot accept money from you, I'm doing community service this week.' The cop was happy and left the shop.
The next morning when the barber went to open up, there was a 'thank you' card and a dozen donuts waiting for him at his door.
Then a Congressman came in for a haircut, and when he went to pay his bill, the barber again replied, 'I can not accept money from you. I'm doing community service this week.' The Congressman was very happy and left the shop.
The next morning, when the barber went to open up, there
Were a dozen Congressmen lined up waiting for a free haircut.
And that, my friends, illustrates the fundamental difference between the citizens of our country and the politicians who run it.
A university creative writing class was asked to write a concise essay containing the following elements:
1. Religion
2. Royalty
3. Sex
4. Mystery
The prize-winning essay read:
'My God," said the Queen, "I'm pregnant. I wonder who did it!"
Must have attended the same school of writing as the fellow who upon being asked to describe the operation of a four cycle engine wrote:
Suck,
Squish,
Pop,
Phooey!
Burial Clothes
A guy dies. His wife meets with the mortician to make final arrangements. The mortician asks, “What color suit would you like choose to bury your husband? The wife answers, “Black, black is most dignified.”
The mortician follows through on the details and painstakingly dresses the decedent in a black suit. Later, when the wife views the man, minutes prior to the final service, she exclaims, “Horrors! He would have never wanted to be buried in black. It's so cliché. I must have a blue suit for Henry.”
The mortician responds, “I think I have a solution. We have just prepared another man and he is wearing a blue suit.”
A couple of minutes pass and the mortician announces that final arrangements are complete. The woman exclaims, “Remarkable, how did you do this so quickly?”
The mortician responds, “It was easy. I just swapped their heads.
A liberal and a conservative, lifelong friends, walk into a bar. The liberal orders a single malt Scotch on the rocks. The conservative has a Bud light. The liberal says: "I love 'ya, man, and couldn't get through life without you. The conservative says: "Gee thanks!" The liberal says: "I was talking to my Scotch."
Swap a joint for the scotch. Swap meth for the scotch. Swap welfare check for the scotch. Swap the other guy's tax dollars for the scotch. Swap a government benefactor for the scotch. Same result, and still not funny. :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by vicvanb
A liberal and a conservative, lifelong friends, walk into a bar. The conservative orders a single malt Scotch on the rocks. The liberal has a Bud light. The conservative says: "I love 'ya, man, and couldn't get through life without you. The liberal says: "Gee thanks!" The conservative says: "I was talking to my Scotch."
Swap a joint for the scotch. Swap meth for the scotch. Swap welfare check for the scotch. Swap the other guy's tax dollars for the scotch. Swap a government benefactor for the scotch. Same result, and still not funny.:rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by Wilbur