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God's a skeleton?! No wonder he's so weak and ineffectual. Go ahead, smite me. Make my day.

Hey, K2, ever feel like somebody's out to get you?

So, two 90 year olds had been dating for a while, when the man told the woman, "Well, tonight's the night we have sex!" And so they did. As they are lying in bed afterward, the man thinks to himself, "My God, if I knew she was a virgin, I would have been much more gentle with her!" And the woman was thinking to herself, "My God, if I knew the old geezer could actually get it up, I would have taken off my panty hose!"

Oh, had the Religious Jokes thread drifted into sexual innuendo (as usual)? My mistake. Carry on, carry on. No, no, don't let me stop you.

Oh Lord, Please Don't Burn Us Oh Lord please don't burn us don't kill or toast your flock Don't put us on the barbecue or simmer us in stock, Don't bake or baste or boil us or stir-fry us in a wok. Oh, please don't lightly poach us Or baste us with hot fat. Don't fricassee or roast us Or boil us in a vat, And please don't stick thy servants, Lord, In a Rotissomat. --Composed by Eric Idle and John Du Prez, authored by Graham Chapman and John Cleese (d'oh!)

You know, that reminds me of my ex-husband, for some reason. He never even ate Gu.

Rummy: For you or for her?

Haw!

Besides, why else would I be wasting my time on this board? Hmm?

No, I'm dumb, dumb, dumb. Too much

Bananas...Subarus...? Call me dumbzen, but I don't get the connection.

Enema zen.

No, I don't want to think about them at all.

And I especially don't like enemas--arch or other types.

It does to me, eh.

I keep telling you people, I'm not gay. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.) Why the long face? I was wondering about the beard WTF? Knock it off you guys, it's not funny. I already told you, I like...bananas. Not plums. Or, whatever.

I keep telling you people, I'm not gay. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.)

You're not supposed to respond to a with a . You're supposed to come back with a . You didn't read the rules!

Inanity is the mother of procrastination.

Inanity is the mother of pretention.

CobraSnot?

Just don't tip her/him over too far, is the only advice I can give.

CobraStop

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