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Happy Friday everybody! I'm linking up with Kim at Homesteader's Heart to add a little cheer to the world today. Here's my contribution:


A doctor was addressing a large audience in Oxford ...


"The material we put into our stomachs should have killed most of us sitting here, years ago. Red meat is full of steroids and dye. Soft drinks corrode your stomach lining. Chinese food is loaded with MSG. High transfat diets can be disastrous and none of us realizes the long-term harm caused by the germs in our drinking water. But, there is one thing that is the most dangerous of all and most of us have, or will eat it. Can anyone here tell me what food it is that causes the most grief and suffering for years after eating it?"


After several seconds of quiet, a 70-year-old man in the front row raised his hand, and softly said, "Wedding Cake."

Comments

  1. I LOVE YOU!!! YOU always make me smile.
    Hugs and blessings,
    Bren

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  2. OH MY GOODNESS! That was hilarious.
    Thanks for the laugh my friend.
    Have an excellent weekend.
    Kim

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  3. That's horrible! Thanks so much for the laugh!

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  4. Oh my goodness.. that was good..
    Stop by via the Friday FUnnies

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  5. oh yikes Mary...

    I just posted my comment on your serious wonderful blog blow this. I'm so sorry... here it is in the appropriate place:


    Mary my friend...

    just trust me when I tell you that I NEEDED this hearty laugh today!!!

    xo

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  6. Hahaha! My hubby might agree with that on some days! ;-)

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  7. You always share the best! I need this sister and thank you! May you have a lovely weekend ahead, remaining strong in His mighty power! God bless and love you sister.

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