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Todays joke


A man takes his hamster to the vet, and

after a short look at the creature the vet pronounces it dead. Not

happy with the vet's diagnosis the man asks for a second opinion.
The vet
gives a whistle and in strolls a Labrador dog. The dog
nudges the
hamster around with its nose and sniffs it a couple of times
before shaking
his head. "There" says the vet," Your hamster is
dead". Still not
happy the man asks for a third opinion. The vet opens
the back door and
in bounds a cat. The cat jumps onto the table and
looks the hamster up
and down for a few minutes before looking up
and shaking it's head.
"It's definitely dead sir", says the vet.
Convinced, the man enquires
how much he owes. "That will be L1000,
please". "A L1000 just to
tell me my hamster is dead" fumes the man.
"Well", says the vet,
"There's my diagnosis, the lab report and
the cat scan".


Bar jokes, beer, booze and fun!

The local bar was so sure that its bartender was the strongest man around that they offered a standing $1000 bet. The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out would win the money. Many people had tried over time (weight-lifters, longshoremen, etc.) but nobody could do it. One day this scrawny little man came into the bar, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit, and said in a tiny squeaky voice " I'd like to try the bet" After the laughter had died down, the bartender said OK, grabbed a lemon, and squeezed away. Then he handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man. But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass!! As the crowd cheered, the bartend er paid the $1000, and asked the little man "what do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, a weight-lifter, or what?" The scrawny little man replied "I work for the IRS."