Easter Bunny (Photo credit: subtle_devices)
A man came out of church one day and the preacher was standing at the door to shake hands. He grabbed the man by the hand and pulled him aside.
The Pastor said to him, “You need to join the Army of the Lord!”
The man replied, “I’m already in the Army of the Lord, Pastor.”
The Pastor questioned, “How come I don’t see you except at Christmas and Easter?”
The man whispered back, “I’m in the secret service.”
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I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
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