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Showing posts with label the witch with a capital B. Show all posts
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Tuesday, October 9, 2007

I don't even know if it's really a conundrum


Orthometer: Partisan joke (so sue me)

Don't miss Fr. Erik's conundrum regards the Hildabeast.

To add to this one:

One day while Bill Clinton was president, he was walking along a cliff and pitched over the side and was precariously clutching to an outcropping. Three Boy Scouts were nearby and heard his cries for help and rescued him

Clinton said: Boys, you've saved my life, as president, there are a lot of things I can do to thank you. You each get a wish.

Boy scout #1 says: My dad was in the Navy, I'd love it if you could give me a presidential appointment to the Naval Academy when I'm old enough to go off to college. Clinton says: Yes, of course. Consider it done.

Boy scout #2 says: My dad was in the Army - can I have your appointment to West Point? Clinton: Done.

Boy scout #3 says: My wish is to be buried in Arlington Cemetery.

Clinton was astonished that one so young would be thinking about death. He said to the boy: Son, you have your whole life ahead of you, why would you be thinking a thought like that now?

The boy said: Because when my father finds out I saved your life he's going to kill me!
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