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FUNNY OF THE WEEK:
Three guys are debating which of their languages is
the most pleasing to the ear.
The Italian says, "Consider the phrase, 'I love you.'
In Italian, it is: 'Ti amo'. What a lovely sound!"
The French guy says, "True, but in French it is:
'Je t'adore'. An even more beautiful sound!"
"What's wrong with: 'Ick leiber dik," asks the German?
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FUNNY POEM OF THE WEEK
Intro:
This is a poem all about what it feels like when your
boyfriend moves into your life.
From the book Alternative Odes and it is featured
on http://www.laughterlines.net
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YOU KNOW HE'S MOVED IN WHEN...
Copyright; Liz Garrad
There are socks where there used to be carpet
There is noise where there used to be hush
There's something not nice in the toilet
and it just won't go down when you flush
There's a motorbike book on the table
and a girly mag inside the loo
how do readers wives keep their marriage alive
with a headboard in that shade of blue
There is permanent sport on the telly
in the bathroom you dare not take breath
because last night's curry returned in a hurry
and the perfume reminds you of death
When you go off to pee after midnight
you ask yourself if you've been wise
because God forbid he would lower the lid
and the porcelain's cold on your thighs
At the weekend you're stood on the touchline
freezing and dreaming of home
of a nice long hot bath, of the girls and a laugh
of like when you were living alone
But you gaze at his muscular body
and decide that he has certain charm
'til he spits and he snorts has a scratch down his shorts
and then wipes his nose on his arm
But still all this will be forgiven
because love is blind so it's said
and he might be a louse and a pig round the house
but he's like a prize stallion in bed
Copyright; Liz Garrad
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