| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1928 of 2327 |
Jim, this is Janelle. I'm flying tonight, so I can't make our date, and
I gotta find a safe place for Daffy. He loves you, Jim! It's only two
days, and you'll see. Great Danes are no problem!
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1929 of 2327 |
Jim, this is Matty down at Ralph's and Mark's. Some guy named Angel
Martin just ran up a fifty buck bar tab. And now he wants to charge it
to you. You gonna pay it?
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1930 of 2327 |
JOB INTERVIEW:
The excruciating process during which personnel officers
separate the wheat from the chaff -- then hire the chaff.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1931 of 2327 |
job Placement, n:
Telling your boss what he can do with your job.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1932 of 2327 |
Joe Cool always spends the first two weeks at college sailing his frisbee.
-- Snoopy
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1933 of 2327 |
Joe sat as his dying wife's bedside.
Her voice was little more than a whisper.
"Joe, darling," she breathed, "I've got a confession to make
before I go. I ... I'm the one who took the $10,000 from your safe...
I spent it on a fling with your best friend, Charles. And it was I who
forced your mistress to leave the city. And I am the one who reported
your income-tax evasion to the I.R.S..."
"That's all right, dearest, don't give it a second thought,"
whispered Joe. "I'm the one who poisoned you."
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1934 of 2327 |
Joe's sister puts spaghetti in her shoes!
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1935 of 2327 |
jogger, n:
An odd sort of person with a thing for pain.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1936 of 2327 |
John Dame May Oscar
Was Gay Was Whitty Was Wilde
But Gerard Hopkins But John Greenleaf But Thornton
Was Manley Was Whittier Was Wilder
-- Willard Espy
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1937 of 2327 |
John Birch Society:
That pathetic manifestation of organized apoplexy.
-- Edward P. Morgan
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