Friday, December 28, 2007
Wisdom of age
A guy is 75 years old and loves to fish and play golf.
He was sitting in his boat the other day when he heard a voice say, "Pick me up."He looked around and couldn't see any one. He thought he was dreaming when he heard the voice say again, "Pick me up." He looked in the water and there, floating on the top, was a frog.
The man said, "Are you talking to me?" The frog said, "Yes, I'm talking to you. Pick me up.Then, kiss me and I'll turn into the most beautiful woman you have ever seen.I'll make sure that all your friends are envious and jealous because I will be your bride!"
The man looked at the frog for a short time, reached over, picked it up carefully, and placed it in his front breast pocket.
Then the frog said, "What, are you nuts? Didn't you hear what I said?I said kiss me and I will be your beautiful bride." He opened his pocket, looked at the frog and said,
"Nah, at my age I'd rather have a talking frog."
He was sitting in his boat the other day when he heard a voice say, "Pick me up."He looked around and couldn't see any one. He thought he was dreaming when he heard the voice say again, "Pick me up." He looked in the water and there, floating on the top, was a frog.
The man said, "Are you talking to me?" The frog said, "Yes, I'm talking to you. Pick me up.Then, kiss me and I'll turn into the most beautiful woman you have ever seen.I'll make sure that all your friends are envious and jealous because I will be your bride!"
The man looked at the frog for a short time, reached over, picked it up carefully, and placed it in his front breast pocket.
Then the frog said, "What, are you nuts? Didn't you hear what I said?I said kiss me and I will be your beautiful bride." He opened his pocket, looked at the frog and said,
"Nah, at my age I'd rather have a talking frog."
Monday, December 24, 2007
Amazing 3D street art brings Father Christmas's grotto to life
So that's where Santa lives - beneath the very pillar box where excited children post their letters to him.
As this amazing glimpse into his grotto shows, the letters drop straight down into his candle-lit den - where piles of presents wait to be delivered.
At least that is the magical scene that greets passers-by in this street in Dover.
As this amazing glimpse into his grotto shows, the letters drop straight down into his candle-lit den - where piles of presents wait to be delivered.
At least that is the magical scene that greets passers-by in this street in Dover.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
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