Mar 23 2008
Posted by Grandson under Religion
OBITUARIES: Never saw one like this one
I thought this was so nice right before Easter.
Pass this on to all who know Jesus. |
PRAISE BE TO GOD—THE STORY DOESN’T END HERE!! FOR HE IS RISEN!!!
Archive for March, 2008
PRAISE BE TO GOD—THE STORY DOESN’T END HERE!! FOR HE IS RISEN!!!
Mar 22 2008
Posted by Grandson under Feel Good
rescuing hug
Rescuing Hug
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You have just been hugged!
So hug everyone you know!
Hug your friends, your enemies, everyone!
The hug is my favorite sign of affection.
It can mean so much, and many things at the same time.
It can be a sign o f love , friendship, support, caring, comfort or anything.
So here you go. All I can say it will do is brighten someone’s day.
I mean, we all need a hug once in a while.
God Bless you, your family, & your friends!!!
Mar 21 2008
Posted by Grandson under Feel Good,Humor
Hoppy Easter
A lady opened her refrigerator and saw a wabbit sitting on one of the shelves.
"What are you doing in there?"
she asked.
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The rabbit replied:
"This is a Westinghouse, isn’t it?",
to which the lady replied
"Yes."
"Well," the wabbit said,
"I’m westing."
Sorry… I couldn’t stop myself.
Have a Wonderful Easter…
Mar 20 2008
Posted by Grandson under Humor
How rubber gloves are made
Next time you use a pair of rubber gloves, you may smile when you think of this:
A dentist noticed that his next patient, a little old lady, was
Nervous so he decided to tell her a little joke as he put on his
Gloves.
"Do you know how they make these gloves?" he asked.
"No, I don’t," she replied.
"Well," he spoofed, "there’s a building in Canada with a big tank
Of latex and workers of all hand sizes walk up to the tank, dip in
Their hands, let them dry, then peel off the gloves and throw them
Into boxes of the right size."
She didn’t crack a smile.
"Oh, well. I tried," he thought.
But five minutes later, during a delicate portion of the procedure,
She burst out laughing.
"What’s so funny?" he asked
"I was just envisioning how condoms are made!"
Gotta watch those little old ladies! Their minds are always working.
