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	<title>Always Embraces All Ways &#187; humor</title>
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		<title>A Master Fisherman</title>
		<link>http://www.hera-kles.com/Blog/2008/08/16/a-master-fisherman/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 16:31:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue Ann Edwards</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was visiting with a friend of mine last night. He is a Fisherman, just back from fishing in the Bering Sea. Yes, he&#8217;s one of the men that fish the boats in the TV show &#8220;The Dangerous Catch&#8221;. Anyone who has experience fishing there, can easily find a job here. He was discussing &#8220;tendering&#8221;, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style='float: left; margin-right: 10px; border: none;' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar.php?gravatar_id=50432913bb2b3b7dcb4165decf1c7114&amp;default=http://use.perl.org/images/pix.gif' alt='No Gravatar' width=40 height=40/><p>I was visiting with a friend of mine last night.  He is a Fisherman, just back from fishing in the Bering Sea.  Yes, he&#8217;s one of the men that fish the boats in the TV show &#8220;The Dangerous Catch&#8221;.  Anyone who has experience fishing there, can easily find a job here.</p>
<p>He was discussing &#8220;tendering&#8221;, which is the job of baiting.  When it comes to crab fishing, huge pots are baited and thrown overboard.   You always get the job of tendering before fishing.  He said he had spent the past few weeks &#8220;tendering&#8221; on a fishing boat here, which was getting ready to head out fishing for cod.  It&#8217;s another kind of fishing and as he was saying, if he wanted to be any kind of Fisherman, then he needed to learn the different kinds of fishing.  But he was tired of &#8220;tendering&#8221;.</p>
<p>So I spoke up&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8220;Do you mean that in order to be a Master Fisherman you need to be a Master Baiter first?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>In Loving Memory</title>
		<link>http://www.hera-kles.com/Blog/2008/06/24/in-loving-memory/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 21:35:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue Ann Edwards</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[of George Carlin&#8230; Shit. Piss. Fuck. Cunt. Cocksucker. Motherfucker. Tits. And screw *u* if you don&#8217;t know how to cope with the words being said. Offense can only be taken.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style='float: left; margin-right: 10px; border: none;' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar.php?gravatar_id=50432913bb2b3b7dcb4165decf1c7114&amp;default=http://use.perl.org/images/pix.gif' alt='No Gravatar' width=40 height=40/><p>of George Carlin&#8230;</p>
<p>Shit. Piss. Fuck. Cunt. Cocksucker. Motherfucker. Tits.</p>
<p>And screw *u* if you don&#8217;t know how to cope with the words being said.</p>
<p>Offense can only be taken.</p>
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		<title>Global Warming</title>
		<link>http://www.hera-kles.com/Blog/2008/03/13/global-warming/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 01:27:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue Ann Edwards</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Who would have ever imagined&#8230; that the human race would end in a dead heat.]]></description>
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<p>that the human race would end in a dead heat.</p>
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		<title>Stress</title>
		<link>http://www.hera-kles.com/Blog/2007/11/07/stress/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 21:38:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue Ann Edwards</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A man rushes down the street yelling &#8220;I&#8217;m a teepee, I&#8217;m a wigwam!&#8221; A woman next to me asks, &#8220;Is he crazy?&#8221; &#8220;No&#8221;, I said, &#8220;He&#8217;s two tents.&#8221;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style='float: left; margin-right: 10px; border: none;' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar.php?gravatar_id=50432913bb2b3b7dcb4165decf1c7114&amp;default=http://use.perl.org/images/pix.gif' alt='No Gravatar' width=40 height=40/><p>A man rushes down the street yelling &#8220;I&#8217;m a teepee, I&#8217;m a wigwam!&#8221;</p>
<p>A woman next to me asks, &#8220;Is he crazy?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;No&#8221;, I said, &#8220;He&#8217;s two tents.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>A Gift</title>
		<link>http://www.hera-kles.com/Blog/2007/09/17/a-gift/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 06:49:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue Ann Edwards</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My sister in law came over this evening, bringing me a paper mache apple the size of a basketball, telling me something about an apple keeping the Doctors away so wanting me to have a big one.  I also got a balloon.  I like balloons.  She left, leaving me with this joke.  Now before anyone [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style='float: left; margin-right: 10px; border: none;' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar.php?gravatar_id=50432913bb2b3b7dcb4165decf1c7114&amp;default=http://use.perl.org/images/pix.gif' alt='No Gravatar' width=40 height=40/><p>My sister in law came over this evening, bringing me a paper mache apple the size of a basketball, telling me something about an apple keeping the Doctors away so wanting me to have a big one.  I also got a balloon.  I like balloons.  She left, leaving me with this joke.  Now before anyone makes any judgments&#8230; it is just a joke. </p>
<p>My sister in law is a real person.   She is, just as she says she is.  She makes no pretenses aand gives no apologies.  So, of course, you know we admire each other truly.  She is also a devout Pentecostal and lives in total Integrity with her belief.  She shared this bit of laughter with me, so I, in turn, share it with &#8216;you&#8217;, too.</p>
<p>What do you call an atheist dyslexic with insomnia? </p>
<p>Someone who stays up all night looking to find dog.</p>
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		<title>Laugh</title>
		<link>http://www.hera-kles.com/Blog/2007/08/23/laugh/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 14:16:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue Ann Edwards</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Debbie: Living Will Last night, my wife and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her, &#8220;I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug.&#8221; She got up, unplugged the TV and then [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style='float: left; margin-right: 10px; border: none;' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar.php?gravatar_id=50432913bb2b3b7dcb4165decf1c7114&amp;default=http://use.perl.org/images/pix.gif' alt='No Gravatar' width=40 height=40/><p>From Debbie:</p>
<p style="font-size:14pt;color:#000080;font-family:Boopee;height:100%;"><font size="4"><strong>Living Will</p>
<p></strong>Last night, my wife and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her,</p>
<p>&#8220;I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug.&#8221;</p>
<p>She got up, unplugged the TV and then threw out my beer.</p>
<p>She&#8217;s such a bitch.</p>
<p><strong>Anniversary Present</strong><br />
Ed forgot his wedding anniversary.<br />
His wife was really angry.<br />
She told him &#8220;Tomorrow morning, I expect to find a gift in the driveway that goes from 0 to 200 in less then 6 seconds AND IT BETTER BE THERE!!&#8221;</p>
<p>The next morning Ed got up early and left for work.<br />
When his wife woke up she looked out the window and sure enough there was a gift box wrapped in the middle of the driveway.</p>
<p>Confused, the wife put on her robe and ran out to the driveway, and brought the box back in the house.</p>
<p>She opened it and found a brand new bathroom scale.</p>
<p>Ed has been missing since Friday. Please pray for him!</p>
<p><strong>The Picture on the Nightstand</strong></p>
<p>After a long night of making love, he notices a photo of another man on her nightstand by the bed. He begins to worry.</p>
<p>&#8220;Is this your husband?&#8221; he nervously asks.<br />
&#8220;No, silly,&#8221; she replies, snuggling up to him.</p>
<p>&#8220;Your boyfriend, then?&#8221; he continues.<br />
&#8220;No, not at all,&#8221; she says, nibbling away at his ear.</p>
<p>&#8220;Is it your dad or your brother?&#8221; he inquires, hoping to be reassured.<br />
&#8220;No, no, no!!!&#8221; she answers.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, who in the hell is he, then?&#8221; he demands.<br />
&#8220;That&#8217;s me before the surgery.&#8221;</p>
<p><strong>When to start cussin&#8217;</strong></p>
<p>A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom.<br />
You know what?&#8217; says the 6 year old. &#8216;I think it&#8217;s about time we started cussing.&#8217; The 4 year old nods his head in approval. The 6 year old<br />
continues, &#8216;When we go downstairs for breakfast, I&#8217;m gonna say something with hell and you say something with ass.&#8217;<br />
The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm. When the mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for breakfast, he replies,<br />
&#8216;Aw, hell, Mom, I guess I&#8217;ll have some Cheerios.&#8217;<br />
WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out, with his mother in hot<br />
pursuit, slapping his rear with every step. His mom locks him in his room and shouts, &#8216;You can stay there until I let you out!&#8217;<br />
She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, &#8216;And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?&#8217; I don&#8217;t know, he blubbers, &#8216;but you can bet your fat ass it won&#8217;t be Cheerios!&#8217;</p>
<p><strong>Best Out-of-Office E-mail Replies</strong></p>
<p>1. I am currently out at a job interview and will reply to you if I fail to get the position. Be prepared for my mood.</p>
<p>2. You are receiving this automatic notification because I am out of the office. If I was in, chances are you wouldn&#8217;t have received anything at all.</p>
<p>3. Sorry to have missed you, but I am at the doctor&#8217;s having my brain and heart removed so I can be promoted to our management team.</p>
<p>4. I will be unable to delete all the unread, worthless emails you send me until I return from vacation. Please be patient and your mail will be deleted in the order it was received.</p>
<p>5. Thank you for your email. Your credit card has been charged $5.99 for the first 10 words and $1.99 for each additional word in your<br />
message.</p>
<p>6. The e-mail server is unable to verify your server connection and is unable to deliver this message. Please restart your computer and try sending again. (The beauty of this is that when you return, you can see how many in-duh-viduals did this over and over.)</p>
<p>7. Thank you for your message, which has been added to a queuing system. You are currently in 352nd place, and can expect to receive a reply in approximately 19 weeks.</p>
<p>8. Hi, I&#8217;m thinking about what you&#8217;ve just sent me. Please wait by your PC for my response.</p>
<p>9. I&#8217;ve run away to join a different circus.</p>
<p>10. I will be out of the office for the next 2 weeks for medical reasons. When I return, please refer to me as &#8216;Loretta&#8217; instead of &#8216;Steve&#8217;.<br />
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		<title>A Bit of Zen Humor &#8211; sent by a friend</title>
		<link>http://www.hera-kles.com/Blog/2007/07/25/a-bit-of-zen-humor-sent-by-a-friend/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 02:08:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue Ann Edwards</dc:creator>
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<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead.  Do not walk ahead of me for I may not follow.  Do not walk beside me either.  Just pretty much leave me the hell alone. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">The journey of 1000 miles begins with a broken fan belt and a leaky tire. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">It’s always darkest before dawn.  So if you’re going to steal your neighbor’s newspaper, that’s the time to do it. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Don’t be irreplaceable.  If you can’t be replaced, you can’t be promoted. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Always remember that you’re unique.  Just like everyone else. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Never test the depth of the water with both feet. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">If you think nobody cares if you’re alive, try missing a couple of car payments. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes.  That way, when you criticize them, you’re a mile away and you have their shoes. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">If at first you don’t succeed, then skydiving is not for you. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day.  Teach him how to fish and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">If you lend someone $20.00 and you never see that person again, it was probably worth it. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Some days you’re the bug; some days you’re the windshield. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Everyone seems normal until you get to know them. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back into your pocket. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">A closed mouth gathers no foot. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Duct tape is like “The Force”.  It has a light side and a dark side, and it holds the universe together. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">There are two theories to arguing with women.  Neither of them works. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Generally speaking, you aren’t learning much when your lips are moving. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Experience is something you don’t get until just after you need it. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Never miss a good chance to shut up. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" color="#000000" face="Verdana"><span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Verdana;">Never, under any circumstance, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night. </span></span></font><font size="2" face="MS Sans Serif"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:'MS Sans Serif';"></span></font></li>
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