lady walks into a high class Jewellery shop. She browses around,> >>>> spots
a beautiful diamond bracelet and walks over to inspect it.> >>>> As she
bends over to look more closely she inadvertently breaks> >>>> wind.> >>>>>
>>>> Very embarra**c*ated, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has>
>>>> noticed her little accident and prays that a sales person doesn't>
>>>> pop up right now.> >>>>> >>>> As she turns around, her worst nightmare
materialises in the form> >>>> of a salesman standing right behind her.>
>>>>> >>>> Cool as a cucumber and displaying complete professionalism,>
>>>> the salesman greets the lady with, "Good day, Madam.> >>>> How may we
help you today?"> >>>>> >>>> Very uncomfortably, but hoping that the
salesman may just not have> >>>> been there at the time of her little
'accident', she asks, "Sir,> >>>> what is the price of this lovely
bracelet?"> >>>>> >>>> He answers, "Madam, if you farted just looking at it,
you're going> >>>> to shit yourself when I tell you the price.">
I guess when she dressed that day she didnt dream she was going for a ride
I wonder if the guy driving had any idea what was hanging onto him?
first day at school in the USA .
It was the first day of school and a new student named Chandrashekhar
Subrahmanyam entered the fourth grade.
The teacher said, 'Let's begin by reviewing some American History.
Who said 'Give me Liberty , or give me Death'?
She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrashekhar, who had his hand
up: 'Patrick Henry, 1775' he said.
'Very good!'
Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall
not perish from the Earth?'
Again, no response except from Chandrashekhar.
'Abraham Lincoln, 1863' he answered promptly.
The teacher snapped at the class, 'Class, you should be ashamed.
Chandrashekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about its history
than you do.'
She heard a loud whisper: 'F**k the Indians,'
'Who said that?' she demanded, visibly taken aback.
Chandrashekhar immediately put his hand up. 'General Custer, 1862.'
At that point, a student in the back said, 'I'm gonna puke.'
The teacher glares around and asks 'All right! Now,who said that?'
Again, Chandrashekhar says, 'George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister,
1991.'
Now furious, another student yells, 'Oh yeah? S*ck this!'
Chandrashekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the
teacher, 'Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!'
Now with almost a mob hysteria someone said 'You little shit. If you say
anything else, I'll kill you.'
Chandrashekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, 'Gary Condit to
Chandra Levy, 2001.'
The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the
floor, someone said, 'Oh shit, we're f**ked!'
And Chandrashekhar said quietly, 'George Bush, Iraq , 2005.
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>
>
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I will seek and find you.
I shall take you to bed and have my way with you.
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Now, get your mind out of the gutterand go get your flu shot!
WIN 2 TICKETS ALL EXPENSES PAID INCLUDING AIR FARES TO THE 2008 OLYMPIC GAMES IN BEIJING , CHINA .
To participate is very easy, just view the attached photo, correctly answer the following questions and send your answers to:
International Olympic Committee, Private Bag, Lausanne , Switzerland .
1. Which student seems to appear tired / sleepy?
2. Which ones are male twins?
3. Which ones are the female twins?
4. How many women are in the group?
5. Which one is the teacher?
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