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"Now Move It!"

Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>

Now Move It 

"Chow looks wonderful," I told the mess sergeant, a large
intimidating man.  "I'd love seconds."

"You'll get the same as everyone else," he growled as he
chucked food on my tray.  "Now move it!"

After finishing the edible portion of my meal, I dumped the
rest into the garbage, accidentally tossing out my silverware.
While leaning into the trash can to look for my knife and fork,
I felt a tap on my shoulder.  It was the mess sergeant.

"It's all right, Son," he said.  "You can grab seconds."

 

Better Or Worse  
 
During my husband's time as a mature student, we didn't have much money for our family of seven. At a friend's wedding, my four- year-old daughter was sitting next to me when the vicar asked, "Do you take this man for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health?"

Our daughter turned to me and whispered loudly, "You chose poorer, didn't you Mummy?"

The Cake Story 

Alice was to bake a cake for the church ladies' group bake sale, but she
forgot to do it until the last minute. She baked an angel food cake and
when she took it from the oven, the center had dropped flat. She said,
"Oh dear, there's no time to bake another cake." So, she looked around
the house for something to build up the center of the cake.
Alice found it in the bathroom, a roll of toilet
paper. She plunked it in and covered it with icing. The finished product
looked beautiful, so she rushed it to the church.
Alice then gave her daughter some money and
instructions to be at the sale the minute it opened and to buy that cake
and bring it home. When the daughter arrived at the sale, the attractive
cake had already been sold.
Alice was beside herself. A couple of days later Alice
was invited to a friend's home where two tables of bridge were to be
played that afternoon. After the game a fancy lunch was served, and to
top it off, the cake in question was presented for dessert. Alice saw
the cake, she started to get off her chair to rush into the kitchen to
tell her hostess all about it, but before she could get to her feet, one
of the other ladies said, "What a beautiful cake!"
Alice sat back in her chair when she heard the hostess say,
"Thank you, . I baked it myself." 

 
Have a Blessed Day 
Dave and Barbara
 
 

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