Chick Habit – Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy!

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A cowboy walked into a drug store in Texas and asked to talk to a male pharmacist.

The woman he was talking to said that she was the only pharmacist and as she and her sister owned the store, there were no males employed there. She then asked if she could help him.

The cowboy said that it was something that he would be much more comfortable discussing with a male pharmacist.

The female pharmacist assured him that she was completely professional and whatever it was that he needed to discuss, he could be confident that she would treat him with the highest level of professionalism.

The cowboy then agreed and began by saying, “This is tough for me to discuss, but I have a permanent erection. It causes me a lot of problems and severe embarrassment, and I was wondering what you could give me for it.”

The pharmacist said, “Just a minute, I’ll talk to my sister.”

When she returned, she said, “We discussed it at length and the absolute best we can do is as follows: 1/3 ownership in the store, a company pickup truck, and $3,000 a month living expenses.”

Who put the fun in Funeral?

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A spokesman of the family said to clear up rumours:

“Contrary to previous news reports, the Jackson family is officially stating that there will be no public or private viewing at Neverland,”

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MJ’s Last rehearsal footage…

Jeff Goldblum confirms and put his death into perspective.

“When Jeff Goldblum passed away, a little bit of all of us died. I will be missed.” {via}

Schedule H drug for the medically profane…

to be prescribed by the Internuts only…

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Dude, Get up! People are starting to stare.

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Thought you might want to find some new girls with talent.

High school girls like it when their senior prom dress is one of a kind. Rachel Cunningham didn’t have to worry about that. She constructed her dress, and her date’s tuxedo, out of duct tape. {Read on}

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“Well, that’s what you get for electing Chimpy McFuckup as President” If only all the Americans had but one collective hand, so that I might high-five them all simultaneously for electing Chimpy for the 2nd time.

Why are you laughing? I’m trying hard to argue with (t)his statement.

Three contractors are bidding to fix a broken fence at the  No. 10. Downing street.

One is an English worker, another is a scottish worker, and the third is an Indian worker.

All three go with a No.10 offical to examine the fence.

English contractor takes out a tape measure & does some measuring, then works some figures with a pencil.

“Well,” he says, “I figure the job will run to about £500:  £200 for materials, £200 for my crew and £100 profit for me.”

Scottish contractor also does some measuring, figuring, then says, “I can do this job for £600: £250 for materials, £250 for my crew and £100 profit for me.”

The Indian contractor doesn’t measure or figure, but leans over to the No.10 official and whispers, “£1500.”

The official, incredulous, says, “You didn’t even measure like the other guys! How did you come up with such a high figure?”

The Indian contractor whispers back, “£500 for me, £500 for you, and we hire the English contractor to fix the fence.”  “Done!” replies the government official.

Fail again…

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Veni, Vidi, Visa: I Came, I Saw, I Paid.

Fail…

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