11.8.11

I noticed as I wrote the date that I was saying (in my head; I’m not crazy), ‘One, one, eight, one, one…’  I immediately thought of the most annoying advert in the world; so today’s date post is more of a hate post.  Or, one, one eight, one, one hate.

You might find this interesting: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/1559530/Facebook-insults-spark-118-118-sacking-threat.html

All About Me

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List the 5 most important books you’ve ever read.

Matthew, Mark, Luke, John & When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit.

The first four taught me about love and the last one about the effects of hate.

What does love mean to you?

Never having to share my Maltesers.  If they love me, they’ll leave me to feast alone.

What’s one “luxury” you refuse to live without?

Earl Grey teabags.  No joke.  I never joke about tea.

If you could spend a day doing anything you wanted, what would you do?

Blogging, of course.  Whilst eating Maltesers and drinking Earl Grey tea.

Who was the first person who believed in you?

My Dad.  When I was put in his arms he said to my Mum, ‘Doesn’t she look intelligent?’

You can fool some of the people all of the time…

Explain the name of your blog and why you chose it.

I’m a housewife.  I laugh (you know what they say will happen if you don’t laugh).

I hope you laugh, too.  It doesn’t have to be at me.

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I just read this and I have to share it; it is originally from Twitter, but I read it on Manchester Meanders:

Twitter: @Harrietgregory: Quote from Waterstone’s employee on the news: “We’ll stay open, if they steal some books they might learn something” #londonriots

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Joke 140

Joe was taking a course in ornithology.  The night before the biggest test of the year, Joe spent all night studying. He had the textbook nearly memorized. He knew his class notes backward and forward. Joe was ready.

The morning of the test, Joe entered the auditorium and took a seat in the front row. On the table in the front was a row of ten stuffed birds. Each bird had a sack covering its body, and only the legs were showing. When class started, the professor announced that the students were to identify each bird by looking at its legs and give its common name, species, habitat, mating habits, etc.

Joe looked at each of the birds’ legs. They all looked the same to him. He started to get angry. He had stayed up all night studying for this test and now he had to identify birds by their LEGS? The more he thought about the situation, the angrier he got.

Finally he reached boiling point. He stood up, marched up to the professor’s desk, crumpled up his exam paper and threw it on the desk. “What a ridiculous test!” he told the prof. “How could anyone tell the difference between these birds by looking at their legs? This exam is the biggest rip-off I’ve ever seen!”

With that, Joe turned and stormed toward the exit. The professor was shocked, and it took him a moment to regain his composure. Then, just as Joe was about to walk out the door, the professor shouted out, “Wait a minute, young man, what’s your name?”

Joe turned around, dropped his trousers and hollered, “You tell me, prof! You tell me!”