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Three little inches
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Three little inches Augh! The rain has gotten me so down I thought I'd share my favorite joke to lighten the mood as of late. One hot summers day a little fly was buzzing around looking for a way to cool off a bit. It happens upon a bubbling brook where the water is hitting a rock and spraying up a little mist of water. It thinks to itself, "If I go down just three little inches that mist will be refeshing and I will feel much better." Under the surface of the water there just so happens to be a brook trout looking up. It thinks to itself, "If that fly goes down just three little inches to cool off I can jump up and eat it." On the bank of this particular brook a bear is watching this little scene and thinks to itself, "If that fly goes down just three little inches, that fish will jump up to get it and will be close enough for me to grab." On the other side of this same brook is a hunter whom is enjoying a cheese sandwich for lunch. He thinks to himself, "If that fly goes down just three little inches that fish will jump up to get it, the bear will try to catch the fish, and that will give me a great shot!" A little mouse is surveying this whole scene and thinks to itself, "If that fly goes down just three little inches that fish will jump up to eat it, the bear will grab for the fish, and that hunter will drop his cheese sandwich to shoot the bear, and I'll have myself a satisfying little lunch!" Now at this particularly busy brook there just happens to be a cat, serenely gazing upon all that is going on. It thinks to itself, "If that fly goes down just three little inches the fish will jump up to get it, the bear will reach for the fish, the hunter will drop his cheese sandwich to shoot the bear, and that mouse will be so busy eating the sandwich that I'll be able to pounce on it and have myself an easy lunch." So within the span of a few moments the inevitable happpens, the fly does indeed go down three little inches to cool off, the trout jumps up to catch the fly, the bear reaches out it's massive paw to grab the fish, the hunter drops his cheese sandwich as he raises his gun to shoot the bear, the mouse races over to the sandwich to begin to eat, the cat pounces, the mouse ducks, the cat lands in the brook and drowns. Moral of the story? Whenever a fly goes down three little inches, some pussy is in terrible danger!  Hope you all enjoyed it. Got any good ones to share? |
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Sure, I'm all about sharing smiles and laughter with others. 
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7/3/2009 7:35 am |
Very good young lady thats funny and clever(sweet) gonna have to have a think. lots!
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Omg. it is very funny  thank you for sharin. i really needed a laugh. from Texas.. tc Angell
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Thanks pal, I needed that so much!
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Glad you stopped by.
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I know deep down that I am never alone, and I can see who does care about me. I have moments as we all do from time to time. Just sometimes they pile up close together is all.  Keep building up those points. I'm patient. And I spill my thoughts out so that I am not suffering, and walk away from them. How much more open can one get than this? Soon then my friend.
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Actually when the fly opens some pussies like the chance for some exercise and orgasmic fun. That is a "danger" that many enjoy... 
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