hilary just sent me this forward, which was sent to her by another crazy coworker. i'm trying to convince her that she should start her own 'blog, which she could call "d&e transmissions" or something, and would be completely devoted to the crazy emails she gets from her dundalk 'n' essex coworkers. maybe someday....
"GRANDMA'S BOYFRIEND...
A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. Playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting, he looked up and said, "Grandma, how come you don't have a boyfriend now that Grandpa went to heaven?"
Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long. The religious programs make me feel good and the comedies make me laugh. I'm happy with my TV as my boyfriend."
Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She started adjusting the knobs, trying to get the picture in focus. Frustrated, she started hitting the backside of the TV hoping to fix the problem.
The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door, and there stood Grandma's minister.
The minister said, "Hello, son, is your Grandma home?"
The little boy replied, "Yeah, she's in the bedroom banging' her boyfriend."
The minister fainted."
posted by Robert @ Tuesday, April 26, 2005
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At times, I feel as if I have two strikes against me in a three strike game. I am black and gay. I was born black and by the tender age of five I knew that I liked my male frieds. We would all go upstairs into the bathroom, close the door and "do" each. I knew, even then that this behavior was not acceptable. Why? I did not know. To me it was as natural as my race. If gays, fornicators, liars, thieves, adulters et. al. are condemed to go to hell. Who, pratell, is going to heaven!!!
Sorry for the spelling, I am just learning how to type: "frieds" should be friends and "adulters" should be adulterers. Sorry about that.
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