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Friday Funnies ~ Doormats!

Welcome to another edition of Friday Funnies, hosted by Kim at Homesteader's Heart! No need to take off your shoes before you enter, but a good idea to wipe your feet on my new doormats. What do you think of them? Hugs to all of you who drop by and have a wonderful day!












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  1. Oh hilarious. Loved the last one. I think I may need to find that one! Ha!

    Have a super duper fabulous Friday my friend.
    Kim

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  2. Those made me laugh out loud! I love that last one especially!

    Here's a cute one I just got in my email:

    I just saw a politician fall off the bridge into the river this morning at 8 a.m.

    Being a responsible citizen, I immediately informed emergency services.

    It's now 4 p.m. and they still haven't responded.

    I'm beginning o think that I wasted a stamp! :)

    Hugs!

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  3. My favorite?

    The one from the dog!

    Of course, I also like the one about the underwear - don't ask me why - my humor's a little warped!!

    Have a wonderful weekend!

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  4. How funny! I like the last one, too. It just might keep a few people from knocking on my door! ;-)

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  5. Those are toooo funny! Thanks ever so for the laughs!

    You must think I'm awful for not responding before now! Every time I thought to pop over, something distracted me, then I had to get off the computer for a while, then I forgot, then... Just a never-ending cycle. Please know that I SOOOOO appreciate your prayers... more than I can say! Knowing that God has only good plans for me is so encouraging when things don't look so rosy. 8-]

    Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

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