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A father put his 3 year old daughter to bed, told her a story and listened to her prayers which ended by saying: "God
bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, and God bless Grandma and goodbye Grandpa." The father asked, "Why did you say goodbye Grandpa?" The little girl said, "I don't know, Daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do."

The next day grandpa died. 

The father thought it was a strange coincidence. A few months later the father put the girl to bed and
listened to her prayers which went like this: "God bless Mommy, God Bless Daddy and goodbye Grandma."

The next day the grandmother died.

"Holy Moly, thought the father, "this kid is in contact with the other side." Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her say: "God bless Mommy and goodbye Daddy." He practically went into shock. He couldn't sleep all night and got up at the Crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch and watched the clock. He figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay. He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch and jumping at every sound. Finally, midnight arrived, he breathed a sigh of relief and went home.

When he got home his wife said, "I've never seen you work so late, what's the matter?" He said, "I don't want to talk about it, I've just spent the worst day of my life."

She said, "You think you had a bad day, you'll never believe what happened to me this morning. My golf pro dropped dead in the middle of my lesson."

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Have you ever been guilty of looking at other people your own age and thinking "Surely I can't look THAT old!". Well, you're gonna LOVE this one.

My name is Carol Jansen, and recently, I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS diploma hanging on the wall which bore his full name.

I remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name had been in my high school class some forty-plus years ago. Could he be the same guy that I had a secret crush on way back then?

Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was WAY too old to have been my classmate. After he examined my teeth I asked him if he had attended Elmwood Park High School. 'Yes, yes I did. I'm a Tiger!' he gleamed with pride. 'When did you graduate?', I asked. He answered 'In 1975. Why do you ask?' 'You were in my class!', I exclaimed. He looked at me closely and carefully, then that old, decrepit, balding fat-ass son-of-a-bitch asked...

'What did you teach?'

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Hahaha yes, but not in that way. Moving house, far less “fun”.

less hubbing more moving!!

 

Just joking, good luck, moving sucks. Hope you get to sit in your new place tonight with a tall, ice cold G&T, well any adult beverage of choice will suffice. 

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