tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28555288.post3194005635203060923..comments2023-10-14T09:11:30.472-04:00Comments on (Parenthetically Speaking...): A Little Pre-Thanksgiving HumorSerenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00798532682456165053noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28555288.post-23166835017171353682006-11-19T17:47:00.000-05:002006-11-19T17:47:00.000-05:00I know, Liz. It does have that effect on one, doe...I know, Liz. It does have that effect on one, doesn't it?<br /><br />Good story, Rex. Next time you run into a gang pumped up on testosterone poisoning, you'll know what to do -- tell 'em poultry jokes. LOL.<br /><br />Aw, you gotta eat turkey every now and then, Steve. BTW, is Thanksgiving observed in Germany?Serenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00798532682456165053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28555288.post-6227118980558485522006-11-19T10:28:00.000-05:002006-11-19T10:28:00.000-05:00Groan.Groan.Liz Hindshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04646532093872561703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28555288.post-28640903491615697852006-11-19T03:03:00.000-05:002006-11-19T03:03:00.000-05:00I may never eat turkey again.
Rex, good story.I may never eat turkey again.<br /><br />Rex, good story.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28555288.post-69563873924209828142006-11-19T01:55:00.000-05:002006-11-19T01:55:00.000-05:00Why did the turkey cross the road?
It was the chic...Why did the turkey cross the road?<br />It was the chicken's day off.<br /><br />ahahahhahhah.......Here is a story for you....<br /><br />I lived in Sicily in High School....one weekend my friend, Tony and I, went to a sicilian girls birthday party.....<br /><br />These guys showed up on Vespas and said there were mafioso and were going to beat Tony and I up the following weekend for 'being in their neighborhood'.....<br /><br />Well the next weekend we showed up at the street ready for a fight, but instead of the guys that challenged us, it was the REAL mafioso kids from the neighborhood....They wanted to confront the pretenders who had came on their street...<br /><br />Long story short, we all became good friends....One night we got stoned and I was tellig them american jokes in italian....one of them was;<br /><br />Q. 'Why did the chicken cross the road?'<br /><br />A. To get to the other side...<br /><br />After telling it 20 times they finally got it...they laughed for hours over it, rolling on the floor, red faced, and gasping for air....they had never heard anything so funny in their lives....Rex Zeitgeisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08642575223837309912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28555288.post-55763977468792944152006-11-19T01:14:00.000-05:002006-11-19T01:14:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Rex Zeitgeisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08642575223837309912noreply@blogger.com