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Friday Funnies ~ A Conversation in Heaven


 
SYLVIA:
Hi! Wanda.

WANDA:
Hi! Sylvia. How'd you die?

SYLVIA:
I froze to death.

WANDA:
How horrible!

SYLVIA:
It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from
the cold, I began to get warm & sleepy,
and finally died a peaceful death.
What about you?

WANDA:
I died of a massive heart attack.
I suspected that my husband was cheating,
so I came home early to catch him in the act.
But instead, I found him all by himself
in the den watching TV.

SYLVIA:
So, what happened?

WANDA:
I was so sure there was another woman
there somewhere that I started running
all over the house looking. I ran up into
the attic and searched, and down into the
basement. Then I went through every closet
and checked under all the beds. I kept this up
until I had looked everywhere, and finally
I became so exhausted that I just keeled over
with a heart attack and died.

SYLVIA:
Too bad you didn't look in the freezer
---we'd both still be alive.

Comments

  1. I love your sense of humor Mary! You gave me a chuckle.

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  2. Uh-oh ... I can actually "see" this conversation happening ... lol!
    BTW, I love your new profile pix :)

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  3. Jokes like the ones you share take my mind off of things from work, yeah, like those stressful situations...

    Thank you sister Mary for the laugh and the prayers always...I'd say at least they both found "rest" up there.

    God bless and protect you and your family.

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  4. LOL!!! Oh that's funny.
    Have a great weekend my friend.
    Kim

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  5. So funny!!! May I share this? Thank you for the hearty laugh!!!
    Blessings,
    Bren

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  6. That was hilarious! I'm not much of a joke teller, but I'll try to remember this one!

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  7. ouch!! Hope you're having a great weekend.

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  8. Don't you ever wonder who thinks all these hysterical jokes up? Thank God for humor!

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  9. oh, my gosh! That was funny. Thanks, Mary!

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