Doc's Daily Chuckle 5/12/14
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DOC'S DAILY CHUCKLE
Always Clean Chuckles
Laughter is the Best Medicine!
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The weather was beautiful for Mother's Day. I took a
day trip after Church to visit a couple of my daughters
and their families. I, also, went to see a play that
my oldest granddaughter was in. Gerard, my new grandson
is growing.
Doc
Today's Chuckles
1. Golf Shot
2. Home
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Golf Shot
Professional golfer Tommy Bolt was playing in Los Angeles
and had a caddy with a reputation of constant chatter.
Before they teed off, Bolt told him, “Don’t say a word to
me. And if I ask you something, just answer yes or no.”
During the round, Bolt found the ball next to a tree, where
he had to hit under a branch, over a lake and onto the green.
He got down on his knees and looked through the trees and
sized up the shot.
“What do you think?” he asked the caddy. “Five iron?”
“No,” the caddy said.
“What do you mean, not a five iron?” Bolt snorted. “Watch
this shot.”
The caddy rolled his eyes. “Nooo, Mr. Bolt.”
But Bolt hit it and the ball stopped about two feet from
the hole. He turned to his caddy, handed him the five-iron
and said, “Now what do you think about that? You can talk
now.”
“Mr. Bolt,” the caddy said, “that wasn’t your ball.”
- from Cup O'Cheer
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Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows
that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no
matter how painful your situation might be, you can
survive it. - Bill Cosby
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Home
Divorced and having lost her house, Karen managed to rent
a cramped camper at the local RV park for herself and
five-year-old Joshua. It was only a little better than
living out of their car, and she wished with all her
heart that she could provide more for her child.
One evening, after their ritual of giggling over a table
game and reading stories, Karen sent her son outside to
play until bedtime. She glanced out the window when she
heard voices.
"Say, Josh, don't you wish you had a real home?" asked
the campground manager.
Karen tensed and held her breath as she leaned nearer the
open window. A smile slowly spread across her face when
she heard Joshua's response.
"We already have a real home," he said. "It's just that
we don't have a house to put it in."
- from Da Mouse Tracks
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Please pray for: Maria, Sherrie, Lisa, Sue, Corrie, Nancy, Mandy, Kay.
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