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Friday Funnies ~ Church Ladies Dinner


A group of country friends from the Bluffton Church wanted to get together on a regular basis, socialize, and play games. The lady of the house was to prepare the meal. When it came time for Al and Janet to be the hosts - Janet wanted to outdo all the others. So Janet decided to have mushroom-smothered steak. However, knowing that mushrooms are so expensive, she told her husband, 'No mushrooms -- they are too high.' He said, 'Why don't you go down in the pasture and pick some of those mushrooms? here are plenty in the creek bed.' She said, 'No, some wild mushrooms are poison'. 'He said, ' Well, I see varmints eating them and they’re okay.' So Janet decided to give it a try. She picked a bunch -- washed, sliced, and diced them for her smothered steak. Then she went out on the back porch and gave Ol' Spot (the yard dog) a double handful. Ol' Spot ate every bite. All morning long, Janet watched Ol' Spot and the wild mushrooms didn't seem to affect him, so she decided to use them.

The meal was a great success, and Janet even hired a helper lady from town to help her serve. She even had on a white apron and a fancy little cap on her head. After everyone had finished, they relaxed, socialized, and played Mexican dominoes. About then, the helper lady from town came in and whispered in Janet's ear. She said, 'Mrs. Williams, Ol' Spot just died.' Janet went into hysterics. After she finally calmed down, she called the doctor and told him what had happened. The doctor said, 'That's bad, but I think we can take care of it. I will call for an ambulance and I will be there as quick as possible. We'll give everyone enemas and we will pump out everyone's stomach. Everything will be fine. Just keep them calm.'

Soon they could hear the siren as the ambulance was coming down the road. The EMTs & the doctor had their suitcases, syringes, and a stomach pump. One by one, they took each person into the bathroom, gave them an enema, and pumped out their stomach. After the last one was finished, the doctor came out and said, 'I think everything will be fine now,' and he left.

They were all looking pretty weak sitting around the living room and about this time, the helper lady came in and said, 'You know, that fellow that ran over Ol' Spot never even stopped.'

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Comments

  1. Oh my! What an ordeal to go through for nothing! Enema? It's surely not fun at all. This is so funny. You always find the great ones to share. This 90 year old facial wrinkles do get straightened out!!!

    Have a great weekend sister. God bless you always. Remembering you in prayers, same with your precious family. Love you in Christ.

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  2. OH NO! That's funny! I think I would have taken my chances rather than having someone else give me an enema and having my stomach pumped. LOL!

    Have a fabulous Friday my friend.
    Kim

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  3. This is so classic and I wondered if perhaps Spot got his in the end in another way besides his love of mushrooms, however he certainly did have a great meal before he did.

    Thanks for making my morning and sharing this laughter with all of us. Have an amazing and blessed weekend.

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  4. Oh my... very funny.. I will have to tell my family!

    Love to you
    Kelly
    I've Become My Mother

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  5. Oh no...how funny! Bet they never eat at her house again. Thanks for the laugh! :)

    Have a great weekend!

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  6. That is too funny! Be blessed, have a good weekend, don't eat wild mushrooms or play in the street!

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