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A woman was very distraught at the fact that she had not had a date or any sex in quite some time. She was afraid she might have something wrong with her, so she decided to seek the medical expertise of a sex therapist. Her doctor recommended that she see the well known Chinese sex therapist, Dr. Chang. So she went to see him.

Upon entering the examination room, Dr. Chang said, "OK, take off all your crose."

The woman did as she was told.

"Now, get down and craw reery, reery fass to odderside of room." Again, the woman did as she was instructed.

Dr. Chang then said, "OK, now craw reery, reery fass back to me." So she did..

Dr. Chang shook his head slowly and said, "Your probrem vewy bad. You haf Ed Zachary Disease. Worse case I ever see. Dat why you not haf sex or dates."

Worried, the woman asked anxiously, "Oh my God, Dr. Chang, what is Ed Zachary Disease?"

Dr. Chang sighed deeply, and replied, "Ed Zachary Disease is when your face look ed zachary like your ass."

What do you call a Canadian Baseball team?
→ Foreigners.

Proof That Jesus Was Jewish:

1. He went into his father's business.
2. He lived at home until the age of 33.
3. He was sure his mother was a virgin, and his mother was sure he was God.

Proof That Jesus Was Irish:

1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.

Proof That Jesus Was Puerto Rican:

1. His first name was Jesus.
2. He was bilingual.
3. He was always being harassed by the authorities.

Proof That Jesus Was Italian:

1. He talked with his hands.
2. He had wine with every meal.
3. He worked in the building trades.

Proof that Jesus Was a Californian:

1. He never cut his hair.
2. He walked around barefoot.
3. He invented a new religion and finally

Proof that Jesus Was Black:

1. He called everybody brother.
2. He liked Gospel.
3. He couldn't get a fair trial.

1. I be God. Don' be dissin me.
2. Don' be makin hood ornaments outa me or nothin in my crib.
3. Don' be callin me for no reason - homey don' play dat.
4. Y'all betta be in church on Sundee.
5. Don' dis ya mama...an if ya know who ya daddy is, don dis him neither.
6. Don' ice ya bros.
7. Stick to ya own woman.
8. Don' be liftin no goods.
9. Don' be frontin like you all that an no snitchin on ya homies.
10. Don' be eyein' ya homie's crib, ride, or nothin.

Fifty Ways To Annoy Osama bin Laden If You're Invited To A Dinner Party At His Secret Afghan Lair, by Alan Meiss

• Point out the lice in his beard to make him feel self-conscious.
• Pause for a moment, listen carefully, and say, "Doesn't that sound a lot like a B-52?"
• Ask him if he's looking forward to replacing Hitler as Satan's favorite chew toy in the lowest inferno of Hell.
• Tell him all about your great vacation to Saudi Arabia, where you went absolutely everywhere and did everything, just stomped all over the place.
• Use his satellite phone to call the time and weather line in Buenos Aires and leave it off the hook.
• Tell him how much less you paid for your Kalashnikov rifle.
• Now that you know the address of his secret cave hideout, fill out magazine subscription cards for him for the Wine Spectator and Penthouse. But do not, under any circumstances, send him Popular Mechanics.
• Order him ten Domino's pizzas with extra ham topping.
• Correct him when he ends a sentence with a preposition.
• Ask whether the Taliban gets cable, because you haven't seen "Sex and the City" for weeks.
• Yank the end of his turban really hard to make him spin around like a top.
• Switch all the CD's in the jewel boxes in his CD collection, so that when he reaches for Michael Bolton, he'll actually get the Oak Ridge Boys.
• Mine his bathroom.
• Use your dinner fork for your salad, and, if questioned by your host, mutter something about "spots".
• Leave business cards for the Israeli Mossad in his Rolodex.
• Take pictures of all his wives and post them on www.amihotornot.com.
• Ask him if he wears boxers or briefs. Check. Take pictures. Again, post these on www.amihotornot.com.
• Give him a Hot Chicks of Palestine calendar.
• Ask him if Paradise is different for each person, and whether in your own paradise you'll get to, "kick his ass every day for eternity."
• Reset his VCR and leave it blinking 12:00.
• Refer to him as "Osama-osama-fee-fi-fo-fama bin Laden."
• Ask whether suicide bombers have to pay union dues.
• Tell him it's lovely what he's done with his cave, but that it'd look much nicer covered with huge, smoking craters.
• At dinner, imply that the Northern Alliance has much prettier place settings.
• Claim you once saw him at a Hooter's in Muncie wearing a yarmulke.
• Ask him if he wouldn't mind if you opened the door and shined your laser pointer on his forehead for a few minutes.
• Tell him that this is the worst pajama party you've ever attended.
• Ask for some pork rinds and a good brew to wash them down.
• Mix up his Rubik's Cube.
• Ask him if he provides his employees with a 401K plan.
• Compliment him on all his poppies outside, but mention that a few day lilies would be a nice accent.
• Run your finger along his credenza, and say, "tsk, tsk" if there's dust.
• Ask whether the Taliban is hoping to be bombed ahead into the Stone Age, or perhaps the Iron Age if enough shell casings survive.
• Explain that America is a land of freedom and opportunity, filled with people of every race, religion, and background, including millions of women strong enough to knock the crap out of him.
• Claim that they serve much better falafel at the public executions in Sudan.
• Ask him if he's pursuing the Lesser Jihad, the Greater Jihad, or the "Completely Whacked Out of his Freaking Gourd" Jihad.
• Swirl your drink thoughtfully and mention, "Just think, in a few weeks you might fit in this glass!"
• Check to see if Saddam is on his speed-dial list.
• They have to wait a few years to see current television shows in Afghanistan, so give away the secret of who's having a baby on "Friends."
• Warn him that you're "in a New York state of mind."
• Mention that his wives look quite fetching in their burkas, and ask whether they've ever thought of modeling.
• Ask him, "Say, where do you keep all those Stinger missiles?" just in case he'll be caught off guard and answer correctly.
• Give him a "noogie" or a "wedgie." If there's actually still a flush toilet left in Afghanistan, give him a "swirlie".
• Ask to borrow his hedge trimmer and never give it back.
• Play a game of Monopoly with him. Make him play the thimble. See if he charges interest. Claim that his properties are your "holy lands" and blow up his hotels.
• Fish out the secret toy surprises in all his cereal boxes.
• Offer to take him "clubbing" in Tel Aviv with your friends Saul and Ivan.
• Ask him which Ninja Turtle is his favorite.
• Give him your cell phone as a gift and ask him to leave it on for a few days so your friends can call and say hi.
• When you leave, wave and say, "Shalom!"

At the Russian War College, the general is a guest lecturer and tells the class of officers that the session will focus on potential problems and the resulting strategies. One of the officers in the class begins by asking the first question, "Will we have to fight a World War Three?"

"Yes, comrades, looks like you will," answers the general.

"And who will be our enemy, Comrade General?" another officer asks.

"The likelihood is that it will be China."

The class looks alarmed, and finally one officer asks, "But Comrade General, we are 150 million people and they are about 1.5 billion. How can we possibly win?"

"Well," replies the general, "Think about it. In modern war, it is not the quantity, but the quality that is the key. For example, in the Middle East, 5 million Jews fight against 50 million Arabs, and the Jews have been the winners every time."

"But sir," asks the panicky officer, "Do we have enough Jews?"

MONDAY
8:00 Husseinfeld
8:30 Mad About Everything
9:00 Suddenly Sanctions
9:30 Allah McBeal

TUESDAY
8:00 Wheel of Fortune and Terror
8:30 The Price is Right if Saddam Says it's Right
9:00 Children are Forbidden to Say The Darndest Things
9:30 Iraq's Funniest Public Execution Bloopers

WEDNESDAY
8:00 Buffy the Yankee Imperialist Dog Slayer
8:30 Diagnosis: Heresy
9:00 Just Shoot Me
9:30 Veilwatch

THURSDAY
8:00 Mahatma Loves Chachi
8:30 M*U*S*T*A*S*H
9:00 Veronica's Closet Full of Long, Black, Shapeless Dresses
9:30 My Two Baghdads

FRIDAY
8:00 Judge Saddam
8:30 Captured Iranian Soldiers Say The Darndest Things
9:00 Achmed's Creek
9:30 No-witness News

President Bill Clinton called Chretien with an emergency: "Our largest condom factory has exploded!" the American President cried, "My people's favorite form of birth control! This is a true disaster!"

"Bill, da Canadian pipple would be 'appy to do anyt'ing wit'in der power to 'help you," replied the Prime Minister.

"I do need your help," said Clinton. "Could you possibly send 1,000,000 condoms ASAP to tide us over?"

"Certainment! I get right on it!" said Chretien.

"Oh, and one more small favor, please?" said Clinton.

"Oui?"

"Could the condoms be red, white & blue in color, at least 10" long and 4" in diameter?" said Clinton.

"No problem," replied the Prime Minister and, with that, Chretien hung up and called the President of Trojan Condoms.

"I need a favor, you got to make 1,000,000 condoms right away and send 'dem to Hamerica."

"Consider it done," said the President of Trojan.

"Great! Now listen, dey hab to be bleu, blanc et rouge in colour; at least 10" long and 4" in diameter."

"Easily done. Anything else?"

"Yah," said the Prime Minister, "an' print 'MADE IN CANADA, SIZE MEDIUM' on each one."

Why did a group of Columbians run away from a computer lab.
→ Because the computer said you have performed an illegal operation and will be shutdown.

I once met a dutch girl with inflatable shoes last week, phoned her up to arrange a date but unfortunately she'd popped her clogs.