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coldfire1x · 2010-09-14 21:33:07

Once there was a golfer whose drive landed on an anthill. Rather than move the ball, he decided to hit it where it lay. He gave a mighty swing. Clouds of dirt and sand and ants exploded from the spot. Everything but the golf ball. It sat in the same spot. So he lined up and tried another shot. Clouds of dirt and sand and…

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Once there was a golfer whose drive landed on an anthill. Rather than move the ball, he decided to hit it where it lay. He gave a mighty swing. Clouds of dirt and sand and ants exploded from the spot. Everything but the golf ball.

It sat in the same spot. So he lined up and tried another shot. Clouds of dirt and sand and ants went flying again. The golf ball didn’t even wiggle. Two ants survived. One dazed ant said to the other, "Whoa! What are we going to do?"

Said the other ant: "I don’t know about you, but I’m going to get on the ball."

Judi stormed up to the front desk of the library and said, "I have a complaint."

"Yes, ma’am?"

"I borrowed a book last week and it was horrible!"

"What was wrong with it?"

"It had way too many characters and there was no plot whatsoever!"

The librarian nodded and said, "Ahh! So you must be the person who took our phone book."

A woman who had thrown a dinner party, at which raw oysters, curried lamb, and steamed mussels were all served, met her physician on the street the following day. "I’m sorry you weren’t able to come to my party last night," she said.

"You are so busy these days, and I think it would have done you some good to have been there."

"Your party has done me good," he said. "I’ve just seen five of your dinner guests."

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