Thursday, September 13, 2007

The art of forwarding mails

As long as there is E-mail, there is going to be the junk mail forwarding. 99% of the time its pure waste of time. Either its a chain mail, where if you do not forward it to 10 innocent souls, you will die the most horrific death. Well, I am surviving even without forwarding. But, once in a while you get a real nice one. Here is one:
(I do not know who made it and whether it has a copywrite -these days even condom cover comes with a copywrited comment) anyway go on and read:



Thought 1 When we are born, our mothers get the compliments and the flowers. When we are married, our brides get the presents and the publicity. When we die, our widows get the life insurance. What do women want to be liberated from?

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Thought 2 The average man's life consists of : Twenty years of having his mother ask him where he is going, Forty years of having his wife ask the same question; and at the end, the mourners wondering too.

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Thought 3 A Man was walking down a street when he heard a voice from behind, "If you take one more step, a brick will fall down on your head and x-x-/ you." The man stopped and a big brick fell right in front of him. The man was astonished. He went on, and after a while he was going to cross the road. Once again the voice shouted, "Stop! Stand still! If you take one more step a car will run over you, and you will die." The man did as he was instructed, just as a car came careening around the corner, barely missing him. The man asked. "Who are you?" "I am your guardian angel," the voice answered. "Oh, yeah?" the man asked "And where the hell were you when I got married?"

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This is the best!!! Thought 4 Everyone in the wedding ceremony was watching the radiant bride as her father escorted her down the aisle to give away to the groom. They reached the altar and the waiting groom; the bride kissed her father and placed some thing in his hand. Everyone in the room was wondering what was given to the father by the bride. The father could feel the suspense in the air and all eyes were on him to divulge the secret and say something. So he announced "Ladies and Gentlemen today is the luckiest day of my life." Then he raised his hands with what his daughter gave him and continued, "My daughter finally, finally returned my credit card to me." The whole audience including priest started laughing.... ...... but not the poor groom!

Have a happy forwarding...

1 comment:

Indian Man said...

Welcome to the blogworld.

You are already seeing the matrices. One man less to awaken ;)!!!