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                        | Posted - 06 Jun 2004 :  17:50:19 
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                        | One day Mrs. Jones went to have a talk with the minister at the local church. "Reverend," she said, "I have a problem, my
 husband keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very
 embarrassing. What should I do?"
 
 "I have an idea," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you.
 I will be able to tell when Mr. Jones is sleeping, and I will
 motion to you at specific times. When I motion, you give him a
 good poke in the leg."
 
 In church the following Sunday, Mr. Jones dozed off. Noticing
 this, the preacher put his plan to work. "And who made the
 ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mrs. Jones.
 
 "Jesus!", Jones cried as his wife jabbed him the leg with the
 hatpin.
 
 "Yes, you are right, Mr. Jones," said the minister. Soon, Mr.
 Jones nodded off again. Again, the minister noticed. "Who is
 your redeemer?" he asked the congregation, motioning towards
 Mrs. Jones.
 
 "God!" Mr. Jones cried out as he was stuck again with the hatpin.
 
 "Right again," said the minister, smiling. Before long, Mr.
 Jones again winked off. However, this time the minister did not
 notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few
 motions that Mrs. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet her
 husband with the hatpin again.
 
 The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore
 him his 99th son?"
 
 Mrs. Jones poked her husband, who yelled, "You stick that
 goddamned thing in me one more time and I'll break it in half
 and shove it up your ass!"
 
 "Amen," replied the congregation.
 
 The Tarmac Terrorist
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                  | FabiaSuper Duper Asian
 
 
 United Kingdom7238 Posts
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                        | Posted - 06 Jun 2004 :  17:51:48 
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                        | lol Br Lutonian 
 "He who kneels before Almighty Allah swt; can stand before anyone!"
 "O Allah, let our last days be the best days of our life and our last deeds be the best deeds, and let the best day be the day we meet You."
 
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