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An elderly couple was just settling in to bed one night when the phone rang.

"The Mayan calendar predicts that December 21, 2012 will be the most annoying day on Facebook ever,"
I went to a movie . . . there and back again: This is becoming Hobbit-forming.
"There are those who hate Christianity and call their hatred an all-embracing love for all religions."
A company, feeling it was time for a shake-up, hires a new CEO. This new boss is determined to rid the company of all slackers. On a tour of the facilities, the CEO notices a guy leaning on a wall. The room is full of workers and he thinks this is his chance to show everyone he means business!
The girl came running in tears to her father. "Dad, you gave me some terrible financial advice!" she cried.
"I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult."
The Mayan calendar came up recently when we were trying to schedule our Christmas program.
"Thankfully our Savior is not Santa Claus. He gave His best to us because we were not good."
As a new employee for a discount brokerage firm, I went for a month of classroom training. Warning us about the volume of information we were required to memorize, one trainer suggested we make lots of notes on file cards.
The old pastor made it a practice to visit the parish school one day a week.
Would you respect a Jedi master blinded by a stick?
"A great many of those who 'debunk' traditional values have in the background values of their own which they believe to be immune from the debunking process."
The featured guest on our local radio talk show was a woman who owned a home-cleaning service.
Betty was soon to be married.
1. "The toilet is blocked and we cannot bathe the children until it is cleared."
I’m just glad it’s illegal to eat healthy during December.
Never offer Jello to Prince William: you might be accused of pudding on heirs.
"Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened."
John, a neighbor of mine, was annoyed because he had to search for his newspaper each morning after the paperboy tossed it. Often he would find it, covered with dirt, under the car in the gravel driveway. Then one-day the paperboy's mother mentioned that her son's ambition was to play professional basketball. John had an idea.