My Mom sent me this, I thought it was slightly humorous.

Woman’s Poem:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who’s not a creep,
One who is handsome, smart and strong,
One who loves to listen long
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who’ll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he’s gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won’t be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who’ll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to “how big is my behind?”
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.

Man’s Poem:
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs,
Who owns a liquor store and a golf course.
This doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit.

On a brighter note I do believe my Comcast connections issues are behind me. They *finally* replaced the blown amp out on the road, yesterday… and I finally got my $100+ credit for my downtime over the past 2+ months… so far, so good - tho it’s just been over 24 hours. Gosh - I’ve had a connection for over 24 hours with NO downtime, it feels SO good. LOL

I hope this doesn’t offend anyone…. but I got this in my email and thought it was funny.

Latest Polling Results:
43% of all Americans said: illegal immigration is a serious problem.
The other 57% said: No hablo inglés

Ok, carry on.

I’m not much for blonde jokes. I think they are - well, pretty stupid. But, I did get a giggle out of this one.

A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can’t figure out how to get it started.

Her boyfriend asks, What is it supposed to be when it’s finished?

The blonde says, According to the picture on the box, it’s a tiger.

Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle. She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table. He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says…

First of all, no matter what we do, we’re not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a tiger. He takes her hand and says, Second, I want you to relax. Let’s have a nice cup of tea.

Then he sighed… Let’s put all the Frosted Flakes back in the box.

ROFL!