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Sunday greetings everyone!
Today on the Cybersalt Site there is a new devotional from my good, personal, lives across the gravel pit from me friend, Dr. Harold McNabb. "Go Slow!" is the story of a very personal encounter Harold had with God through prayer. You can read it at:
http://www.cybersalt.org/dr-harold-mcnabb/slow-down
Enjoy the rest of today's mailing!
Today's CleanLaugh
Airborne Recruiting
After enlisting in the 82nd Airborne Division, I eagerly asked my Recruiter what I could expect from jump school.
"Well," he said, "its three weeks long."
"What else," I asked.
"The first week they separate the men from the boys," he said.
"The second week, they separate the men from the fools."
"And the third week?" I asked.
"The third week, the fools jump."
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A jockey is in the parade ring discussing race tactics with the horse's trainer. The trainer tells the jockey that this is the worst horse he has ever seen. It has had 23 races and finished last in every one of them. If it doesn't win today the milkman will be using it for deliveries in the morning.
One of the 'World's Strongest Man' events should be "Pulling apart two shopping carts that are stuck together."
If you leave a bottle of Ritalin inside a Ford Fiesta it will become a Ford Focus.
One day I found Morris, my five-year-old son, with the telephone, which he quickly hung up when he saw me.
I know I'm never going to understand women.
Of all the possible utensils that could have been invented to eat rice with... how did 2 sticks win out!?
Do people think you're a self-absorbed narcissist?
In the maternity ward of a hospital, newborn girl baby looks over at newborn boy baby and asks, "Are you a girl baby or a boy baby?"
One of my jobs at a bank is to answer the phones and put callers through to the right person.
It is truly easier to forgive your enemies than figure out how to limit their access to your Facebook page.
Avoid pawn shops: you'll just get rooked.
In promulgating your esoteric cogitations, or articulating your superficial sentimentalities and amicable, philosophical or psychological observations, beware of platitudinous ponderosity. Let your conversational communications possess a clarified conciseness, a compact comprehensibility, coalescent consistency, and a concatenated cogency. Eschew all conglomerations of flatulent garrulity, jejune babblement and asinine affectations.
Tyler and Katz, two judges, were each arrested on speeding charges. When they arrived in court on the appointed day, no one was there, so instead of wasting time waiting around they decided to try each other. Motioning Tyler to the stand, Katz said, "How do you plead?"
Whenever someone asks me to sign their cast, I always like to write: "Last warning, you have a week to get the rest of the money together."
A young man is reported to have approached the renowned composer Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (one of the great musical prodigies of all time), and asked, "Herr Mozart, I have the ambition to write symphonies and perhaps you can advise me how to get started."