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    4/18/2006

    Cute Angel


     OK, BE HONEST, now.....how many of you REALLY ENJOY getting those little angel love notes from every person in your address book? You know the ones I mean, *I love you so here's a too cutesy angel and some mushy poem to prove it...* ~~ BLEH!!  ~~ Like the cute wasn't bad enough, THEN they FORCE you to send it on to others and back to them to prove you read the email! A vicious circle!

     

    Well, below is MY version:


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    YOU'VE BEEN TAGGED BY THE GOOD LUCK ANGEL!!


    HE'S GOOD LUCK BECAUSE HE PROBABLY MADE YA SMILE.


    I KNOW I SMILED. LOOKS GOOD DOESN'T HE?

    WHEN YOU'RE FINISHED TRYING TO SEE UP HIS LOINCLOTH...WHY NOT COPY THIS ON TO SOME OF YOUR GIRLFRIENDS TO MAKE THEM SMILE, TOO?
     

    I JUST GOT ALL THE DROOL   OUT OF MY KEYBOARD!!!

    4/6/2006

    WOMEN'S STUDY

    There is a new study out about women and how they feel about their a**es!
    I thought the results were pretty interesting

    85% of women think their a** is too fat...
    10% of women think their a** is too skinny...

    The other 5% say that they don't care, they love him, he's a good man, and they would have married him anyway.

    A Good Son ? ? ?

    An old man lived alone in Idaho. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, Bubba, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.

     

    Dear Bubba,

    I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me.

    Love Dad

     

    A few days later he received a letter from his son.

     

    Dear Dad

    For heaven's sake, dad, don't dig up that garden, that's where I Buried the BODIES.

    Love Bubba

     

    At 4A.M. the next morning, F.B.I. agents and local police showed up and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.

     

    Dear Dad

    Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. It's the best I could do under the circumstances.

    Love Bubba.

    Ways To Turn Men Down . . .

    HE: Can I buy you a drink?

    SHE: Actually I'd rather have the money.

     

    HE: I'm a photographer. I've been looking for a face like yours.

    SHE: I'm a plastic surgeon. I've been looking for a face like yours.

     

    HE: Hi. Didn't we go on a date once? Or was it twice?

    SHE: Must've been once. I never make the same mistake twice.

     

    HE: How did you get to be so beautiful?

    SHE: I must've been given your share.

     

    HE: Will you go out with me this Saturday?

    SHE: Sorry. I'm having a headache this weekend.

     

    HE: Your face must turn a few heads.

    SHE: And your face must turn a few stomachs.

     

    HE: Go on, don't be shy. Ask me out.

    SHE: Okay, get out.

     

    HE: I think I could make you very happy.

    SHE: Why? Are you leaving?

     

    HE: What would you say if I asked you to marry me?

    SHE: Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time.

     

    HE: Can I have your name?

    SHE: Why? Don't you already have one?

     

    HE: Shall we go see a movie?

    SHE: I've already seen it.

     

    HE: Where have you been all my life?

    SHE: Hiding from you.

     

    HE: Haven't I seen you some place before?

    SHE: Yes. That's why I don't go there anymore.

     

    HE: Is this seat empty?

    SHE: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.

     

    HE: So, what do you do for a living?

    SHE: I'm a female impersonator.

     

    HE: Hey baby, what's your sign?

    SHE: Do not enter.

     

    HE: Your body is like a temple.

    SHE: Sorry, there are no services today.

     

    HE: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.

    SHE: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing.

     

    HE: Where have you been all my life?

    SHE: Where I'll be the rest of your life - in your wildest dreams.