tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226241472009-06-05T20:00:18.451+10:00email funniesa collection of email funnies that are forwarded to me each week. click on the archive links below to see more!stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08435793326760146799coldie80@gmail.comBlogger1595125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22624147.post-56052343438447756902009-06-05T19:47:00.001+10:002009-06-05T20:00:18.472+10:0040th wedding anniversary <br>40th wedding anniversary. This is priceless!<p>A married couple in their early 60s was celebrating their 40th wedding<br>anniversary in a quiet, romantic little restaurant.<p>Suddenly, a tiny yet beautiful fairy appeared on their table.<p>She said, 'For being such an exemplary married couple and for being loving<br>to each other for all this time, I will grant you each a wish.'<p>The wife answered, 'Oh, I want to travel around the world with my darling<br>husband.'<p>The fairy waved her magic wand and - poof! - two tickets for the Queen Mary<br>II appeared in her hands.<p>The husband thought for a moment: 'Well, this is all very romantic, but an<br>opportunity like this will never come again.<p>I'm sorry my love , but my wish is to have a wife 30 years younger than me.'<p>The wife and the fairy, were deeply disappointed, but a wish is a wish.<p>So the fairy waved her magic wand and poof!...the husband became 92 years<br>old.<p>The moral of this story: Men who are ungrateful b ** tards should remember<br>fairies are female.....<p>SEND THIS TO A WOMAN WHO NEEDS A GOOD LAUGH .... AND TO ANY<br>MAN WHO CAN HANDLE IT <br>---<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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If it had been presented this way, <br> I don't believe any of us would have done it!!!! <u><br> <br> POSITION :</u><i> <br> Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma <br> Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop</i><u> <br> <br> JOB DESCRIPTION :</u> <br> <br> Long term, team players needed, for challenging, <br> permanent work in an <br> often chaotic environment. <br> Candidates must possess excellent communication <br> and organizational skills and be willing to work <br> variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends <br> and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. <br> Some overnight travel required, including trips to <br> primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! <br> Travel expenses not reimbursed. <br> Extensive courier duties also required. <u><br> <br> RESPONSIBILITIES :</u> <br> <br> The rest of your life <br> Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, <br> until someone needs $5. <br> Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. <br> Also, must possess the physical stamina of a <br> pack mule <br> and be able to go from zero to 60 kph in three seconds flat <br> in case, this time, the screams from <br> the backyard are not someone just crying wolf. <br> Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges, <br> such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets <br> and stuck zippers. <br> Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and <br> coordinate production of multiple homework projects. <br> Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings <br> for clients of all ages and mental outlooks. <br> Must be a willing to be indispensable one minute, <br> an embarrassment the next. <br> Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a <br> half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices. <br> Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst. <br> Must assume final, complete accountability for <br> the quality of the end product. <br> Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and <br> janitorial work throughout the facility. <u><br> <br> POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT & PROMOTION :</u> <br> <br> None. <br> Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, <br> so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you <u><br> <br> PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE</u> : <br> <br> None required unfortunately. <br> On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.<u> <br> <br> WAGES AND COMPENSATION </u>: <br> <br> Get this! You pay them! <br> Offering frequent raises and bonuses. <br> A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because <br> of the assumption that college will help them <br> become financially independent. <br> When you die, you give them whatever is left. <br> The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that <br> you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more..<u> <br> <br> BENEFITS</u> : <br> <br> While no health or dental insurance, no pension, <br> no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays and <br> no stock options are offered; <br> this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth, unconditional love, <br> and free hugs and kisses for life if you play your cards right. <i><span style='color:#3F8080'><br> <br> Forward this on to all the </span>PARENTS</i></span></b><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Garamond","serif";color:#3F8080'> <b><i>you know, in appreciation for everything they do on a daily basis, <br> letting them know they are appreciated <br> for the fabulous job they do... <br> or forward with love <br> to anyone thinking of applying for the job. </i></b></span><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif"'><br> ** AND A FOOTNOTE 'THERE IS NO RETIREMENT -- EVER!!! </span><span style='font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif"'><o:p></o:p></span></p> </div> <p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif"'> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif"'> </span><span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif"'> <o:p></o:p></span></p> </div> </div> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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The sculpture is so<br>intriguing, he decides he must buy it and asks the<br>shopkeeper the price.<p>"Twelve pounds for the cat, sir," the shopkeeper tells him,<br>"and £100 for the story that goes with it."<p>"I'll take the cat," says the tourist, "but you can keep<br>the story."<p>The transaction completed, the tourist leaves the store<br>with the bronze cat under his arm. As he crosses the street<br>in front of the store, two live cats emerge from an alley<br>and fall into step behind him. Nervously looking over his<br>shoulder, he begins to walk faster, but every time he<br>passes another alley, more cats come out and follow him.<p>By the time he's walked two blocks, at least a hundred cats<br>are at his heels, and people begin to point and shout. He<br>walks even faster, and soon breaks into a trot as<br>multitudes of cats swarm from alleys, basements, vacant<br>lots, and abandoned cars. Thousands of cats are now at his<br>heels, and as he sees the waterfront at the bottom of the<br>hill, he panics and starts to run full tilt.<p>No matter how fast he runs, the cats keep up, hissing<br>insanely, now not just thousands, but millions, so that by<br>the time he comes rushing up to the water's edge a trail of<br>cats several blocks long is behind him. Making a mighty<br>leap, he jumps onto a light post, grasping it with one arm<br>while he hurls the bronze cat into the Thames River.<p>Clinging to the light post, he watches in amazement as the<br>seething tide of cats surges over the banks into the river,<br>where they drown. Amazed and almost dumbstruck, he makes<br>his way back to the curio shop.<p>"Ah, so you've come back for the story," says the<br>shopkeeper.<p>"No," says the tourist, "I was wondering if you have a<br>bronze Australian."<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>You are suffering from what is technically known as an<br>Electra Complex," the psychiatrist is informing his blonde<br>female patient. "In other words, you are in love with your<br>father."<p>The blonde breaks down into hysterical sobbing.<p>"Now, now," comforts the shrink. "It's not all that bad."<p>"Yes..(snif)...yes, it is," the blonde gets out between<br>sobs. "I have no chance at all...he's a married man!"<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>After a torrential rainstorm filled all the potholes in the<br>streets and alleys, a young mother watched her two little<br>boys playing in the puddles through her kitchen window.<p>The older of the two, a five year old lad, grabbed his<br>brother by the back of his head and shoved his face into<br>the water hole. As the boy recovered and stood laughing and<br>dripping, the mother runs to the yard in a panic.<p>'Why on earth did you do that to your little brother?!' she<br>asks as she shook the older boy in anger.<p>'We were just playing 'church' mummy,' he said. 'And I was<br>just baptizing him ... ... in the name of the Father, the<br>Son and in ... the hole-he-goes.'<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>An Israeli doctor says 'Medicine in my country is so<br>advanced that we can take a kidney out of one man, put it<br>in another, and have him looking for work in six weeks.'<p>A German doctor says 'That is nothing; we can take a lung<br>out of one person, put it in another, and have him looking<br>for work in four weeks.<p>The Russian doctor says 'In my country, medicine is so<br>advanced that we can take half a heart out of one person,<br>put it in another, and have them both looking for work in<br>two weeks.'<p>An Australian doctor, not to be outdone, says 'You guys are<br>way behind, we recently took a man with no brains out of<br>Queensland, put him in Canberra , and soon about half the<br>country will be looking for work.'<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>I reckon airports should have a room allocated to atheists<br>so they can go there and not pray.<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>No One Could Ever Dream Up A Story Like This One.. As a<br>young piper in Newfoundland, I was asked by a funeral<br>director to play at a grave-side service for a homeless<br>man, with no family or friends.<p>The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the<br>country, and this man would be the first to be laid to rest<br>there. As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I<br>became lost; and being a typical man did not stop for<br>directions. I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the<br>backhoe and the crew, who were eating lunch,but the hearse<br>was nowhere in sight.<p>I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped<br>to the side of the open grave, where I saw the vault lid<br>already in place. I assured the workers I would not hold<br>them up for long, but this was the proper thing to do. The<br>workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I played<br>out my heart and soul.<p>As I played the workers began to weep. I played, and I<br>played, like I'd never played before: From My Home & The<br>Lord is my Shepherd to Flowers of the Forest.I closed the<br>lengthy session with amazing Grace and walked to my car.<p>As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I<br>overheard one of the workers saying to another, 'Lard<br>Jeezuz b'y, I never seen nothin' like that before and I've<br>been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.'<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>A lady went to the doctor and said 'my husband thinks he's<br>a refrigerator'.<p>The doctor said "don't worry he'll get over it".<p>She said, " It's not that", she said, "when he's asleep<br>with his mouth open, the little light in there keeps me<br>awake!"<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy,<br>walked Up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes,<br>and said, 'I Would like to buy some cyanide.'<p>The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need<br>cyanide?' The lady replied, 'I need it to poison my<br>husband.'<p>The pharmacist's eyes got big and he exclaimed, 'Lord have<br>mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband.<p>That's against the law! I'll lose my license! They'll throw<br>both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things Will happen.<br>Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!'<p>The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of<br>her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.<p>The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, 'Well<br>now, that's different. You didn't tell me you had a<br>prescription.'<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>Thanks for the funnies... I thought I would share "a<br>moment" with you from last night...<p>As a special treat, my partner took our 2 kids to see the<br>stage show of Wicked. It was a late night for our 6 & 10<br>year old girls... I collected them in the car and on the<br>way home, our very tired 6 year old was trying to remember<br>which day she had to do "Show & Tell" so that she could<br>report on Wicked..... "I cannot remember which day it is<br>but it has 'Day' in it's name....."<p>What followed was an annoyed 10 year old trying to explain<br>that all days have days in their names...<p>--------------------------------------------------------<p>She looked like such a sweet little old lady, driving the<br>cute Toyota with a bumper sticker that said, "Grow your own<br>dope."<p>How sweet, I thought, must be a medical marijuana patient.<p>Then I noticed the rest of her message... "Plant a man."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Its short for<br> San Francisco.<p> Compaq:<br> This name was formed by using COMp, for computer and PAQ to<br> denote a small integral object.<p> Corel:<br> The name was derived from the founder's name Dr.<br> Michael Cowpland. It stands for COwpland Research<br> Laboratory.<p> Google:<br> The name started as a joke boasting about the amount of<br> information the search-engine would be able to search. It<br> was originally named 'Googol',a word for the number<br> represented by 1 followed by 100 zeros. After founders -<br> Stanford graduate students Sergey Brin and Larry Page<br> presented their project to an angel investor; they received<br> a cheque made out to 'Google'.<p> Hotmail:<br> Founder Jack Smith got the idea of accessing e-mail via the<br> web from a computer anywhere in the world. When Sabeer<br> Bhatia came up with the business plan for the mail service,<br> he tried all kinds of names ending in 'mail' and<br> finally settled for hotmail as it included the<br> letters"html" - the programming language used to<br> write web pages. It was initially referred to as HoTMaiL<br> with selective uppercasing.<p> Hewlett Packard :<br> Bill Hewlett and Dave Packard tossed a coin to decide<br> whether the company they founded would be called<br> Hewlett-Packard or Packard-Hewlett.<p> Intel:<br> Bob Noyce and Gordon Moore wanted to name their new company<br> 'Moore Noyce' but that was already trademarked by a<br> hotel chain so they had to settle for an acronym of<br> INTegrated ELectronics.<p> Lotus (Notes) :<br> Mitch Kapor got the name for his company from 'The<br> Lotus Position' or'Padmasana' . Kapor used to be<br> a teacher of transcendental Meditation of Maharishi Mahesh<br> Yogi.<p> Microsoft:<br> Coined by Bill Gates to represent the company that was<br> devoted to MICROcomputer SOFTware. Originally christened<br> Micro-Soft, the '-' was removed later on.<p> Motorola:<br> Founder Paul Galvin came up with this name when his company<br> started manufacturin g radios for cars. The popular radio<br> company at the time was called Victrola.<p> ORACLE:<br> Larry Ellison and Bob Oats were working on a consulting<br> project for the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency). The code<br> name for the project was called Oracle (the CIA saw this as<br> the system to give answers to all questions or something<br> such). The project was designed to help use the newly<br> written SQL code by IBM. The project eventually was<br> terminated but Larry and Bob decided to finish what they<br> started and bring it to the world. They kept the name Oracle<br> and created the RDBMS engine. Later they kept the same name<br> for the company.<p> Sony:<br> It originated from the Latin word 'sonus' meaning<br> sound, and 'sonny' as lang used by Americans to<br> refer to a bright youngster.<p> SUN:<br> Founded by 4 Stanford University buddies, SUN is the<br> acronym forStanford University Network. Andreas Bechtolsheim<br> built a microcomputer; Vinod Khosla recruited him and Scott<br> McNealy to manufacture computers based on it, and Bill Joy<br> to develop a UNIX-based OS for the computer.<p> Apache:<br> It got its name because its founders got started by<br> applying patches to code written for NCSA's httpd<br> daemon.. The result was 'A PAtCHy' server --thus,<br> the name Apache Jakarta (project from Apache):A project<br> constituted by SUN and Apache to create a web server<br> handling servlets and JSPs. Jakarta was name of the<br> conference room at SUN where most of the meetings between<br> SUN and Apache took place.<p> Tomcat:<br> The servlet part of the Jakarta project. Tomcat was the<br> code name for the JSDK 2.1 project inside SUN.<p> C:<br> Dennis Ritchie improved on the B programming language and<br> called it 'New B'.He later called it C. Earlier B<br> was created by Ken Thompson as a revision of the Bon<br> programming language (named after his wife Bonnie).<p> C++:<br> Bjarne Stroustrup called his new language 'C with<br> Classes' and then 'newC'. Because of which the<br> original C began to be called 'old C' which was<br> considered insulting to the C community.. At this time Rick<br> Mascitti suggested the name C++ as a successor to C.<p> GNU:<br> A species of African antelope. Founder of the GNU project<br> Richard Stallman liked the name because of the humor<br> associated with its pronunciation and was also influenced by<br> the children's song 'The Gnu Song' which is a<br> song sung by a gnu. Also it fitted into the recursive<br> acronym culture with 'GNU's Not Unix'.<p> Java:<br> Originally called Oak by creator James Gosling, from the<br> tree that stood outside his window, the programming team had<br> to look for a substitute as there was no other language with<br> the same name. Java was selected from a list of suggestions.<br> It came from the name of the coffee that the programmers<br> drank.<p> LG:<br> Combination of two popular Korean brands Lucky and<br> Goldstar.<p> Linux:<br> Linus Torvalds originally used the Minix OS on his system<br> which here placed by his OS. Hence the working name was<br> Linux (Linus' Minix). He thought the name to be too<br> egotistical and planned to name it Freax(free+ freak +<br> x).His friend Ari Lemmke encouraged Linus to upload it to a<br> network so it could be easily downloaded. Ari gave Linus a<br> directory called linux on his FTP server, as he did not like<br> the name Freax.(Linus' parents named him after two-time<br> Nobel Prize winner Linus Pauling) .<p> Mozilla:<br> When Marc Andreesen, founder of Netscape, created a browser<br> to replace Mosaic (also developed by him), it was named<br> Mozilla (Mosaic-Killer, Godzilla) .The marketing guys<br> didn't like the name however and it wasre-christened<br> Netscape Navigator.<p> Red Hat:<br> Company founder Marc Ewing was given the Cornell lacrosse<br> team cap (with red and white stripes) while at college by<br> his grandfather. He lost it and had to search for it<br> desperately. The manual of the beta version of Red Hat Linux<br> had an appeal to readers to return his Red Hat if found by<br> anyone!<p> SAP:<br> "Systems, Applications, Products in Data<br> Processing", formed by 4 ex-IBM employees who used to<br> work in the 'Systems/Applicatio ns/Projects' group<br> of IBM.<p> SCO (UNIX):<br> From Santa Cruz Operation. The company's office was in<br> Santa Cruz.<p> UNIX:<br> When Bell Labs pulled out of MULTICS (MULTiplexed<br> Information and Computing System), which was originally a<br> joint Bell/GE/MIT project, KenThompson and Dennis Ritchie of<br> Bell Labs wrote a simpler version of the OS.They needed the<br> OS to run the game Space War which was compiled<br> underMULTICS. It was called UNICS - UNIplexed operating and<br> Computing System by Brian Kernighan. 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