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Daddy, how was I born ?

The father answers, ‘Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!

Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo.

Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe.

We sneaked into a secluded room and googled each other.

There your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive.

As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: ‘You got Mail!’

This guy is sitting outside on his lawn when he sees his blonde neighbor walk outside and check her mailbox.

With a confused look on her face, she walks back inside.

Five minutes later, the blonde walks outside again to check her mailbox.

Seeing that there is nothing in it, she walks back inside her house.

Another five minutes later, the blonde comes back outside to check her mailbox.

After watching the blonde check her mailbox 3 times in a row, the guy is pretty curious.

When she starts to walk back inside again, he asks, “What are you doing?”

She says, “My computer keeps telling me that I’ve got mail.”

Toward the end of the golf course, Dave somehow managed to hit his ball into the woods finding it in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups.

Trying to get his ball back in play, he ended up thrashing just about every buttercup in the patch.

All of a sudden . . . POOF!

In a flash and puff of smoke, a little old woman appeared.

She said, “I’m Mother Nature! Do you know how long it took me to make those buttercups? Just for that, you won’t have any butter for your popcorn the rest of your life; better still; you won’t have any butter for your toast for the rest of your life…

as a matter of fact, you won’t have any butter for anything the rest of your life!”

THEN POOF! She was gone.

After Dave got hold of himself, he hollered for his friend, Fred. “Fred, where are you?”

Fred yells back, “I’m over here, in the pussy willows.”

Dave yells back… “DON’T SWING, FRED!!! For the love of God, DON’T SWING!!!”

A blonde decides to make an experiment.

She gets a spider, and pulls of two legs and tells it to walk.

It walks a few steps, so she removes another two legs and asks it to walk.

It walks a few more steps, so she yanks off another two legs and tells it to walk.

It walks, so she removes the last two legs and tells it to walk.

Nothing happens, so she asks it again to walk.

It doesn’t move so she comes up with a conclusion.

Spiders with no legs are deaf.

A guy walks into a bar and, and notices that behind the bartender there is a big gigantic jar full of 20-dollar bills.

So the guy asks

Guy: Hey bartender what’s all the money for?

Bartender: Well mister, we have a little contest going on.

Guy: Oh yea, what is it?

Bartender: Well, for 20 dollars, you have to go down to the end of the bar and knock that big fellow there out in one punch.

The guy takes a look down at the end of the bar and sees a big, muscular looking guy.

Guy: Well, I think I could take him.

Bartender: Hold on there partner, there’s more. You see that door over there behind you?

Guy: Yea I see it.

Bartender: Well I got a pit-bull in there with a rotten tooth and u got to yank it out.

The guy thinks for a little while and replies

Guy: You know what I’m not of afraid of any dog I could do that.

Bartender: Wait a second there partner; there is one more task.

Guy: Then hurry up and tell me!

Bartender: Why do you see that door to the right of the pit-bull?

Guy: Yea

Bartender: Why I got my 70-year-old grandma in there and you got to make love to her.

Guy: I’M OUTTA THIS BET!

But after a couple of hours of drinking at the bar, the guy gets piss drunk.

He goes over to the bartender and slaps 20 bucks on the table goes to the end of the bar and WHAM, knocks the big guy out in one punch.

Then the guy slowly walks to the door with the pit-bull…he opens the door and steps in…all of a sudden its quite and all the bartender can hear is the growling and barking of an angry dog.

The bartender listens closer and can hear things falling and breaking inside the room.

Then after awhile the bartender hears the dog whimpering in fear and pain. Then the door opens…

The guy slowly crawls out of the room…his clothes are torn and his leg and arms are all bloody…the guy slowly gets up and looks at the bartender:

Guy: Now where’s the old bitch with the rotten tooth.