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Winter Olympics from Van-hover

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Sawadee

Great links!

http://comics.com/

http://www.arcamax.com/

http://www.gocomics.com/explore/comics

http://dilbert.com/strips/

http://www.seattlepi.com/fun/comic.asp?fea...Shermans_Lagoon

4pm, every day I'm home.

My morning laugh usually involves my dog.

I guess my daily laugh would be observations/people watching. People are fantastic! Even if having a coffee I can see something that cracks a smile. Ive found Thailand to be one of the best people watching countries because there are so many odd and interesting characters. Also some things happen that just seem funny or weird. The other night a friend and i watched a tiny little Chinese guy running like his ass was on fire..legs and arms akimbo...flying about him. About a minute later a police car comes up the same road, same direction, lights flashing, but going at a curb crawlers pace. I guess you had to be there to appreciate the moment, but when my friend looked at me with an agog expression and said, "they cant really be after that little guy, can they?", i nearly wet myself laughing. Some things just dont make sense! But, provide some brilliant comic timing.

Great story, eek. I could just picture it. The same things occur all over Thailand. Although I seldom give anything to the hill tribe beggers in the city anymore, I can't resist helping out some old lady in the country trying to sell a few coconuts that fell out of some tree.

I read the Daily Mail...

But one website I like is Cracked.com

A friend has told me there is a Facebook thingy called Java Republic Coffee Break which is funny, I haven't looked yet so can't comment.

Ahkmed the Arab came to New Zealand from the Middle East , and he was only here a few months when he became very ill.

He went to doctor after doctor, but none of them could help him.

Finally, he went to an Arabic doctor who said: 'Take dees bucket, go into de odder room, poop in de bucket, pee on de poop, and den put your head down over de bucket and breathe in de fumes for ten minutes.'

Ahkmed took the bucket, went into the other room, pooped in the bucket, peed on the poop, bent over and breathed in the fumes for ten minutes.

Coming back to the doctor he said, 'It worked. I feel terrific! What was wrong with me?'

The doctor said .... 'You were homesick'.

Ahkmed the Arab came to New Zealand from the Middle East , and he was only here a few months when he became very ill.

He went to doctor after doctor, but none of them could help him.

Finally, he went to an Arabic doctor who said: 'Take dees bucket, go into de odder room, poop in de bucket, pee on de poop, and den put your head down over de bucket and breathe in de fumes for ten minutes.'

Ahkmed took the bucket, went into the other room, pooped in the bucket, peed on the poop, bent over and breathed in the fumes for ten minutes.

Coming back to the doctor he said, 'It worked. I feel terrific! What was wrong with me?'

The doctor said .... 'You were homesick'.

The doctor said .... 'You were homesick'.

sure Ahkmen wasnt from Bradford

I look in the mirror.

Help needed urgently!??????????????????????????????

Does anyone know how to cancel a bid on eBay?

Yesterday I put in a bid for a "Cowboy Outfit" and now

it seems I'm only six minutes away from owning the

Australian Government!

Help needed urgently!??????????????????????????????

Does anyone know how to cancel a bid on eBay?

Yesterday I put in a bid for a "Cowboy Outfit" and now

it seems I'm only six minutes away from owning the

Australian Government!

Could be worse.

You could end up with the "Key" to a small neighboring, third world principality. Turn on the lights as you go in.

Help needed urgently!??????????????????????????????

Does anyone know how to cancel a bid on eBay?

Yesterday I put in a bid for a "Cowboy Outfit" and now

it seems I'm only six minutes away from owning the

Australian Government!

Could be worse.

You could end up with the "Key" to a small neighboring, third world principality. Turn on the lights as you go in.

I thought there was a law prohibiting Kiwis from returning from Oz to NZ?

Or is it just that no one has ever tried?

Help needed urgently!??????????????????????????????

Does anyone know how to cancel a bid on eBay?

Yesterday I put in a bid for a "Cowboy Outfit" and now

it seems I'm only six minutes away from owning the

Australian Government!

Could be worse.

You could end up with the "Key" to a small neighboring, third world principality. Turn on the lights as you go in.

I thought there was a law prohibiting Kiwis from returning from Oz to NZ?

Or is it just that no one has ever tried?

They can't swim so far as they get older..............

My daily laugh of today......

Finding out that someone was running a Brothel on the third floor of my building in a quiet suburban area of Geneva. In a family orientated environment. With kids living next door to so called Den of Devil.

And me, the "World Traveller" thought they were students!!!

I have now been asked to send an e mail to the police etc to abhor this sort of behaviour. Which, of course I will. We don't want their ilk here. They don't bother me, and they seem to be more escorts than hourly.

They have a web site, which shows pictures of the lovelies available on it. Slightly photoshopped methinks from what i have seen exiting the building. Slimmed down a lot, but you never know with all that bulky winterwear.

Obviously, my male friends are wanting to come visit soon.

98% OF CANADIANS SAY "OH SHIT" BEFORE GOING IN THE DITCH ON A SLIPPERY ROAD.

THE OTHER 2% ARE FROM NEWFOUNDLAND AND THEY SAY, "HOLD MY BEER AND WATCH THIS...

I can identify and I'm not from Newfoundland.

My daily laugh of today......

Finding out that someone was running a Brothel on the third floor of my building in a quiet suburban area of Geneva. In a family orientated environment. With kids living next door to so called Den of Devil.

And me, the "World Traveller" thought they were students!!!

I have now been asked to send an e mail to the police etc to abhor this sort of behaviour. Which, of course I will. We don't want their ilk here. They don't bother me, and they seem to be more escorts than hourly.

They have a web site, which shows pictures of the lovelies available on it. Slightly photoshopped methinks from what i have seen exiting the building. Slimmed down a lot, but you never know with all that bulky winterwear.

Obviously, my male friends are wanting to come visit soon.

Come on, Patsy, don't be shy.

What's the web-site ?? :

The best solution to air travel problems yet.

ANOTHER GREAT IDEA FROM AN AVERAGE JOE! WHY AREN'T PEOPLE WITH COMMON SENSE LIKE THIS IN WASHINGTON/CANBERRA/ ETC. ETC ?

Here's a solution to all the controversy over full-body scanners at the airports:

All we need to do is develop a booth that you can step into that will not X-ray you, but will detonate any explosive device or substance you may have hidden on or in your body.

The explosion will be contained within the sealed booth.

This would be a win-win for everyone.

There would be none of this crap about racial profiling and the device would eliminate long and expensive trials.

This is so simple that it's brilliant.

I can see it now: you're in the airport terminal and you hear a muffled explosion.

Shortly thereafter an announcement comes over the PA system, ..........

"Attention, standby passengers! We now have a seat available on flight number............"

LOVE IT............HE HE

Two Middle East mothers are sitting in a cafe chatting over a plate of tabouli and a pint of goat's milk.

The older of the two pulls a bag out of her purse and starts flipping through photos. They start reminiscing.

''This is my oldest son, Mujibar. He would have been 24 years old now.''

''Yes, I remember him as a baby'' says the other mother cheerfully.

"He's a martyr now though" the mother confides.

"Oh, so sad dear'' says the other.

''And this is my second son, Khalid. He would have been 21.''

''Oh, I remember him,'' says the other happily, ''he had such curly hair when he was born.''

''He's a martyr too'' says the mother quietly.

''Oh, gracious me . . . '' says the other.

''And this is my third son. My baby. My beautiful Ahmed. He would have been 18'', she whispers.

"Yes" says the friend enthusiastically, ''I remember when he first started school''

''He's a martyr also,'' says the mother, with tears in her eyes.

After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Muslim mother looks wistfully at the photographs and, searching for the right words, says . . .

"They blow up so fast, don't they?"

Wanted: A tall well-built woman with good

reputation, who can BBQ chicken

legs, who appreciates a good fuc-

schia garden, classic music and tal-

king without getting too serious.

Interested?

Then please read only lines 1, 3 and 5;

Still interested?

A Lady goes on vacation to Jamaica & takes up with a local man.

After a night of passionate love making she asks,'What's your name?'

Black man, "I can't tell you,'

Every night they meet and every night she asks him again and he always responds the same, that he can't tell her.

On her last night she asks again

'Can you please tell me your name?'

Black man, 'I can't, because you'll laugh at me.

She, 'There's no reason for me to laugh at you.'

He, 'Fine, my name is Snow!'

And the lady bursts into laughter, and the Black man gets mad and says,

'See, I knew you would make fun of it'.

She, 'I'm not making fun of your name. I'm thinking of my husband who won't believe me when I tell him that I had 10 inches of Snow every day in Jamaica'!