function jokes()
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var ranNum= Math.round(Math.random() * 134);
if (ranNum == 0){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Buffalo </strong> </font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <p><font size="2">What did the mama buffalo say to the son buffalo when he went   off to college?</font></p><p><font size="2">&quot;Bison.&quot;<br>  </font></p></font>'); } // 1
if (ranNum == 1){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : A   cat goes to Heaven </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A cat dies and goes to Heaven.   God meets him at the gate and says, \'You\'ve been a good cat all of these years.   Anything you desire is yours, all you have to do is ask.\' </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The cats says, \'Well, I   lived all my life with a poor family on a farm and had to sleep on hardwood   floors.\' God says, \'Say no more.\' And instantly, a fluffy pillow appears. A   few days later, 6 mice are killed in a tragic accident and they go to Heaven.   God meets them at the gate with the same offer that He made the cat. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The mice said, \'All our   lives we\'ve had to run. We\'ve been chased by cats, dogs and even women with   brooms. If we could only have a pair of roller skates, we wouldn\'t have to run   anymore.\' God says, \'Say no more.\' And instantly, each mouse is fitted with   a beautiful pair of tiny roller skates. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">About a week later, God   decides to check and see how the cat is doing. The cat is sound asleep on his   new pillow. God gently wakes him and asks, </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">\'How are you doing? Are   you happy here?\' </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The cat yawns and stretches   and says, \'Oh, I\'ve never been happier in my life. And those Meals on Wheels   you\'ve been sending over are the best<br>  </font></p>'); } // 2
if (ranNum == 2){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Barney   </strong><br>  <br>  A four year old was at the pediatrician for a check up. As the doctor looked   in her ears with an otoscope, he asked, &quot;Do you think I\'ll find Big Bird   in here?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The little girl stayed silent.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Next, the doctor took a   tongue depressor and looked down her throat. He asked, &quot;Do you think I\'ll   find the Cookie Monster down there?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Again, the little girl was   silent. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Then the doctor put a stethoscope   to her chest. As he listened to her heart beat, he asked, &quot;Do you think   I\'ll hear Barney in there?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Oh, no!&quot; the   little girl replied. &quot;Jesus is in my heart. Barney\'s on my underpants.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 3
if (ranNum == 3){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : A   Bunny\'s Wish </strong><br>  <br>  A bear was chasing this bunny around a forest. They ran into a clearing and   were running around a certain huge redwood where a genie lived. The genie got   so tired of the racket that he finally came out and told the pair that he would   grant them 3 wishes a piece if they would just leave him alone. The pair agreed.   The bear said he would go first. &quot;I wish...that all the bears in this forest   were female.&quot; The genie granted the wish. The bunny just grinned and asked   for a helmet. The bear thought that strange but continued. &quot;I wish...that   all the bears in this country to be female!&quot; The genie granted the wish.   The bunny just grinned again and wished for a motorcycle. He jumped on the bike,   put on his helmet and started gunning it. The bear looked at the bunny and said,   &quot;You must be the stupidest bunny I ever met!&quot; Then he asked for his   last wish. &quot;I wish...that all the bears in this world to be female!&quot;   The genie granted the wish. The bunny just grinned and said, &quot;I wish the   bear was gay.&quot;</font></p>'); } // 4
if (ranNum == 4){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : An   Intelligent Dog </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A large dog walks into a   butcher\'s shop with a purse in its mouth. He puts the purse down and sits in   front of the meat case. &quot;What is it, boy?&quot; the butcher asks, joking   around with his customers. &quot;Want to buy some meat?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Woof!&quot; barks   the dog.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Hmm,&quot; says the   butcher. &quot;What kind? Liver, bacon, steak--&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Woof!&quot; interrupts   the dog.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;And how much steak?   Half a kilo, one kilo--&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Woof!&quot; says the   dog. The amazed butcher wraps up the meat and finds the money in the dog\'s purse.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">As the dog leaves, the butcher   decides to follow. The dog enters an apartment house, climbs to the third floor,   and begins to scratch on the door. With that, the door swings open and an angry   man starts shouting at the dog.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Stop!&quot; yells   the butcher. &quot;What are you doing? That\'s the most clever animal I\'ve ever   seen!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Clever?&quot; counters   the man. &quot;This is the third time this week he\'s forgotten his keys!&quot;</font></p>'); } // 5
if (ranNum == 5){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Anteaters   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Why don\'t anteaters ever   get sick?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Because they\'re all full   of anty bodies.</font></p>'); } // 6
if (ranNum == 6){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Bear   Warning!!<br>  </strong></font><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><br>  Resently Fish, Wildlife, And Parks have posted warning signs in all Sporting   Goods stores, and at all camp grounds in Montana. Due to the dramatic rise of   the bear population in Montana. The Sign reads as follows: </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">WARNING! To the increased   number of bear sightings in Montana\'s National Forests we have desided to post   this flyer. When going into bear country one should always carry pepper-spray   and wear cowbells. And when you are in bear country you need to know what species   of bear you may encounter. In Black Bear country you will see small footprints   with short claws, and occasionally a torn up bush. In Grizzly Bear country you   will find large footprints, with long claws, and there will be stumps uprootedand   torn apart. The easiest way to tell what bear you may encounter is by looking   at the droppings. Black bear droppings have small bones, berry seeds, and sometimes   fur. Grizzly bear droppings however have cowbells and smell like pepper spray!   So PLEASE be careful!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 7
if (ranNum == 7){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Beef   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you call a cow lying   on the ground?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Ground beef.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 8
if (ranNum == 8){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Bells   On Cows </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Why do cows have bells?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Because their horns don\'t   work.</font></p>'); } // 9
if (ranNum == 9){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Blind   Fish </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What did the fish say when   it swam into a wall?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Dam!&quot;</font></p>'); } // 10
if (ranNum == 10){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Brewster the Rooster </strong> </font><font size="2"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">There was this farmer who   had an old rooster named Brewster, and Brewster could mate with any animal,   he didn\'t care which. Every morning the farmer would get up and feed all his   animals, and every morning he would warn Brewster that someday it would catch   up to the old rooster. Sure enough, one morning the farmer got up to feed the   chickens, and there was old Brewster lying face up on the ground with buzzards   circling overhead. The farmer sighed and said, &quot;Ah, Brewster, you can\'t   say I didn\'t warn you.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Brewster opened one eye   slowly and said, &quot;Geez, could you keep it down? I think one of \'em\'s about   to land.&quot;<br>  </font></p></font> '); } // 11
if (ranNum == 11){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Camel   Gear </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Baby Camel: Mum, why do   we have such a huge hump?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Mum Camel: They\'re for storing   fat in out in the desert.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Baby Camel: Why do we have   hooves, then?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Mum Camel: So our feet don\'t   sink into the hot sand.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Baby Camel: Why do we have   these long, fluttery eyelashes?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Mum Camel: To keep the sand   out of our eyes in a sandstorm.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A moment later...</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Baby Camel: Right. So why   do we have all this stuff if we live in the London Zoo?<br>  </font></p>'); } // 12
if (ranNum == 12){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Cow   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you call a cow with   two legs?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Lean beef.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 13
if (ranNum == 13){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Cow   Joke </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you call a cow with   no legs?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Ground beef.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 14
if (ranNum == 14){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Dogs   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Once there three male dogs   who set eyes on a beautiful female poodle. They all rushed over to her. Aware   of her charms, she said, &quot;I will go out with the first one of you who can   use the words \'liver\' and \'cheese\' together in an intelligent sentence.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Immediately the Lab said,   &quot;I like liver and cheese.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No imagination at   all,&quot; said the poodle.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Next was the muscular Rottweiler,   who blurted, &quot;I hate liver and cheese.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;That\'s worse than   the Lab,&quot; she replied.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Finally a tiny chihuahua   smiled at his opponents, gave the poodle a knowing wink, and said, &quot;Liver   alone, cheese mine.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 15
if (ranNum == 15){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Drunken   Duck </strong><br>  <br>  A duck walks into a drugstore, and asks the cashier if he has any beer. The   man says &quot;No, this is a Drugstore, we don\'t sell beer here&quot; The Duck   leaves, and returns home. The next day, he comes back to the store and asks   the cashier again. The man then replies, &quot;I told you yesterday! We dont\'   sell beer here! If you ask me one more time, I am going to nail your feet to   the florr!&quot; The ducks leaves again. One final time the duck enters the   store the next day, and this time says, &quot;Do you have any nails?&quot; The   Man replies, &quot;No&quot; The duck then says, &quot;Do you have any beer?&quot;</font></p>'); } // 16
if (ranNum == 16){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Ducks   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What did the duck say when   he bought some lipstick?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Just put it on my   bill.&quot;</font></p>'); } // 17
if (ranNum == 17){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Elephant   </strong><br>  <br>  What happens when you run around in an elephant\'s stomach? Answer: You get pooped   out.</font></p>'); } // 18
if (ranNum == 18){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong> Animal Jokes :   Elephant : Rhino </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you get when you   cross an elephant with a rhino?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">An \'ellifIknow.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 19
if (ranNum == 19){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Fish   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you call a fish   with no eye?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A fsh.</font></p>'); } // 20
if (ranNum == 20){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Fly </strong> </font><font size="2"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you call a fly with   no wings?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A walk.<br>  </font></p></font> '); } // 21
if (ranNum == 21){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : God   and Cat </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the first day of creation,   God created the cat.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the second day, God created   man to serve the cat.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the third day, God created   rubber bands, bits of string, paper clips, balls of foil, and Q-tips (unused)   to amuse the cat.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the fourth day, God created   honest toil so man could labor while the cat sat around doing nothing at all.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the fifth day, God created   the cat box so the cat might or might not use it.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the sixth day, God created   veterinary science. Unfortunately, the cat thought being poked and prodded by   a stranger was bogus.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the seventh day, God   tried to rest, but instead He had to clean the cat box.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 22
if (ranNum == 22){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Gorilla   Problem? </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A guy wakes up one morning   to find a gorilla in his tree. He looks in the phone book and sure enough finds   an ad for &quot;Gorilla Pest Control.&quot; When he asks if they can remove   the gorilla, the service guy asks, &quot;Is it male or female?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Male,&quot; he replies.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Oh yeah, we can do   that. I\'ll be right there,&quot; he states.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">An hour later, the service   guy shows up with a stick, a Rottweiler, a shotgun, and a large pair of handcuffs.   He then gives the man some instructions. &quot;I\'m going to climb this tree   and poke the gorilla with the stick until he falls out of the tree. When he   does, the trained Rotty will move in and savage the gorilla\'s private parts.   The gorilla will then cross his hands across his crotch to protect himself,   and that\'s when you move in with the handcuffs!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The man goes pale and asks,   &quot;Um, okay, but what do I do with the shotgun?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The service guy replies,   &quot;Hopefully nothing, but if I happen to fall out of the tree before the   gorilla, you\'ve got to shoot that Rottweiler!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 23
if (ranNum == 23){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Grapes   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A duck walks into a store   and asks the clerk, &quot;Do you have any grapes?&quot; The clerk says no.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Five minutes later the duck   comes back and asks, &quot;Do you have any grapes?&quot; and again the clerk   says no.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Five minutes later the duck   comes back and asks, &quot;Do you have any grapes?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The clerk says, &quot;No,   and if you ask again, I\'ll nail your feet to the floor.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The duck comes back five   minutes later and asks, &quot;Do you have any nails?&quot; The clerk says no.   The duck says, &quot;Good. Do you have any grapes?&quot;</font></p>'); } // 24
if (ranNum == 24){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Hedgehog   and Giraffe </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you get if you cross   a giraffe with a hedgehog?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A twenty-six-foot-long toothbrush.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 25
if (ranNum == 25){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Horseplay   </strong><br>  <br>  So what game do horses play?</font></p>'); } // 26
if (ranNum == 26){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : How   To Catch a Bear </strong><br>  <br>  The first thing you do to cach a bear is dig a hole. Then you put a pile of   peas in the middle. Now sprinkle ashes around it, so that when the bear comes   to take a pea, you can kick him in the ash hole.</font></p>'); } // 27
if (ranNum == 27){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : How   To Clean a Cat </strong><br>  <br>  &quot;1. Thoroughly clean the toilet.<br>  2. Add the required amount of shampoo to the toilet water.<br>  3. Obtain the cat, and carry him to the bathroom.<br>  4. In one smooth movement, put the cat in the toilet and close both lids (you   may need to stand on the lid to keep the cat from escaping).</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">CAUTION: Do not get any   part of your body too close to the edge, as the cat\'s paws will be reaching   out for anything he can find.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">5. Flush the toilet three   or four times. This provides a power wash and rinse which I have found to be   quite effective.<br>  6. Have someone open the front door and make sure there are no people between   the toilet and the outside door.<br>  7. Stand behind the toilet as far as you can and QUICKLY lift both lids. 8.   The cat, now clean, will rocket out of the toilet and run outside where he will   dry himself off.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><em>Sincerely,<br>  The Dog</em></font></p>'); } // 28
if (ranNum == 28){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Jesus   is watching You </strong><br>  <br>  &quot;Late one night, a burgler broke into a house. As he tiptoed through the   living room, he heard a voice say: &quot;Jesus is watching you!&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Nothing happened, so the   burgler crept forward again. &quot;Jesus is watching you&quot; - said the voice.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The burgler stopped dead   in his tracks. He looked around. In a dark corner he spotted a bird cage with   a parrot in it. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Was that you who said   Jesus is watching me?&quot; he asked. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Yes&quot; said the   parrot. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The burgler breathed a sigh   of relief, then asked the parrot, &quot;What\'s your name?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Clarence&quot; answered   the bird. &quot;That\'s a dumb name for a parrot,&quot; sneered the burgler.   &quot;What idiot named you Clarence?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The parrot\'s answer: &quot;The   same idiot who named the Bulldog, Jesus.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 29
if (ranNum == 29){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Animal Jokes : Millipede   </strong><br>  <br>  A man buys a millipede from a pet store. The Petshop tells him not to send the   millepede outside for any work. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The man asks it to clean   the floor, finishes it very fast. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Next the man asks it to   wash the dishes , it finishes it in no time </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The man then asks the millipede   to go to the shop and get a pack of cigarette </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">It goes out and didn\'t return   for hours. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He goes to the front door,   opens it ... and there\'s the millipede sitting right outside. What\'s the story?!&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The millipede says, &quot;I\'m   goin\'! I\'m goin\'! I\'m just puttin\' on my shoes!&quot;</font></p>'); } // 30
if (ranNum == 30){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : 12-yr   old Scotch </strong><br>  <br>  A guy walks into a bar and rudely demands a shot of 12-yr old scotch. The bartender   thinks &quot;this guy doesn\'t know the difference,&quot; so he pours a shot   of 2-year old scotch. The patron takes one sip and spits it out. He promptly   hollers at the bartender: &quot;I said 12-year old scotch, you bozo!&quot; Still   unimpressed the bartender pours some 6-year old scotch. The patron takes a sip...same   reaction. But the bartender still doesn\'t believe the patron knows the difference.   So he pours a shot of 10-year old scotch. Again, same reaction from the patron.   Finally, the bartender is convinced. He pours the patron a glass of 12-year-old   scotch. The patron takes a sip and is most satisfied. All the while this has   been going on, a drunk at the end of the bar has been watching. He slides a   shot glass down the bar to the patron and drunkedly says: &quot;Shay mishter,   tashte this!&quot; The patron obliges...he promptly spits it out. &quot;It tastes   like piss,&quot; he shoots back at the drunk. The drunk replies: &quot;It ish.   How old am I?&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 31
if (ranNum == 31){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Beer   note!! </strong><br>  <br>  A guy walks in a bar, and buys a huge beer. Then he sees someone he knows, and   decides to go and say hi to them, but he does not want to drag his beer mug   with him. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So he sets it on a table,   along with a note &quot;I spit in this beer&quot; hoping that noone will steal   it then. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Upon return, he sees another   note saying &quot;Me too!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 32
if (ranNum == 32){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Drinking   buddies </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A guy walks into a bar and   asks for three beers. The bartender puts them up and then watches the guy go   through a peculiar ritual. &quot;Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, happy birthday&quot;   Each time he says the word he drinks the beer. Then he pays and walks out. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One year later he enters   the bar again and orders the same thing. The bartender watches him go through   the same ritual. Curious, he asks the bloke why. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well&quot; the guy   says, &quot;I have a friend in Ireland and a friend in Australia. We have our   birthdays on the same day. We can\'t be together so we have agreed that on this   day we will each go into our local pub and have a round of drinks for each other.   We have been doing this for 55 years since we were 18&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The next year the man comes   in and asks the bartender for two beers. The bartender, a bit taken aback, places   two beers in front of the guy and watches him say &quot;happy birthday, happy   birthday!&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The bartender asks &quot;so   which one died?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No one.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;But you only ordered   two drinks!&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Yeah, well, I\'ve given   up drinking.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 33
if (ranNum == 33){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Drunkard   </strong><br>  <br>  A drunken man was wondering around the parking lot of a bar, bumping into every   car and then rubbing the roofs of the cars.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The manager comes out of   the bar and stops the guy. &quot;What the heck are you doing?&quot; he asks   the drunk. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I\'m looking for my   car, and I can\'t find it.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;So how does feeling   the roof help you?&quot; He asked the drunk. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well,&quot; the drunk   replied. &quot;MY car has two blue lights and a siren on the roof!!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 34
if (ranNum == 34){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Alligator   </strong><br>  <br>  A guy walks into a bar and trailing behind him is an alligator. Both of which   sit at the bar. The guy calls the bartender over and orders, &quot;Two shots   of whiskey. One for me and one for my friend here.&quot; The bartender brings   the drinks and watches as both the guy and the alligator gulp down the shots   and slam the glasses down on the bar in unison. Again the guys orders &quot;Two   shots of whiskey. One for me and one for my friend.&quot; Again, both drink   the shots and slam down the glasses. This goes on until the bar closes and the   bartender tells them and that they have to leave. The guy and the alligator   both get up and start for the door. The alligator takes two steps and crashes   to the floor. The guy (so hammered) doesn\'t even notice and the bartender calls   after the guy, &quot;Hey buddy, you can\'t leave that lying here. The guy turns,   looks down and says, &quot;That\'s not a lion that\'s an alligator!&quot; (Note:   For full effect, tell this joke using your best drunk voice or better yet while   you are drunk.)<br>  </font></p>'); } // 35
if (ranNum == 35){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Bar   </strong><br>  <br>  This woman walks into a bar and says, &quot;OUCH!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 36
if (ranNum == 36){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Bartender   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A guy walks into a bar and   asks for a glass of beer, and the bartender says, &quot;That\'ll be four cents,   please.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The guy nearly spits out   his beer. &quot;Four cents?!&quot; he says in amazement. &quot;How much for   a plate of fish and chips with extra mashed potatoes and gravy and a side order   of peas?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Eleven cents,&quot;   says the bartender.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The customer says he\'s going   to recommend this place to all of his friends because of the low prices. &quot;Wow!&quot;   he exclaims. &quot;Where\'s the manager so I can thank him for these low prices   and shake his hand?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Upstairs,&quot; says   the bartender, &quot;with my wife.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What\'s he doing upstairs   with your wife?&quot; the customer asks.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Same thing I\'m doing   to his bar and his money,&quot; the bartender calmly replies.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 37
if (ranNum == 37){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : belgian   beer </strong><br>  <br>  For us Belgian people, drinking a Bud is like making love in a canoe : it\'s   f&amp;#%ing close to water.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 38
if (ranNum == 38){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Blood   light </strong><br>  <br>  It was Halloween and three vampires went into a saloon and bellied up to the   bar. &quot;What will you have?&quot; the bartender asked. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I\'ll have a glass   of blood,&quot; the first replied. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I\'ll have a glass   of blood, too, please,&quot; said the second. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I\'ll have a glass   of plasma,&quot; said the third. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;OK, let me get this   straight,&quot; the bartender said. &quot;That\'ll be two bloods and a blood   light?&quot;</font></p>'); } // 39
if (ranNum == 39){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes : David Beckham </strong> </font><font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">David Beckham walks into   a library and says, &quot;I\'ll have a Big Mac and fries, please.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The librarian replies, &quot;Sir,   this is a library.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Beckham looks embarrassed   and whispers, &quot;I\'ll have a Big Mac and fries.&quot;<br>  </font></p></font> '); } // 40
if (ranNum == 40){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Barbie </strong><br>  A man walks into a store to buy a Barbie doll for his daughter. &quot;How much   is that Barbie in the window?&quot;, he asks the shop assistant. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">In a manner she responds,   &quot;Which Barbie? We have Barbie Goes to the Gym for $19.95, Barbie Goes to   the Ball for $19.95, Barbie Goes Shopping for $19.95, Barbie Goes to the Beach   for $19.95, Barbie Goes Nightclubbing for $19.95, and Divorced Barbie for $395.00.   &quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The guy asks, &quot;Why   is Divorced Barbie different from all the others ? </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;That\'s obvious,&quot;   the assistant states, &quot;Divorced Barbie comes with Ken\'s house, Ken\'s car,   Ken\'s boat, Ken\'s furniture... &quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 41
if (ranNum == 41){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Drunken Fools </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Two men are drinking in   a bar at the top of the Empire State Building. One turns to the other and says:   &quot;You know last week I discovered that if you jump from the top of this   building- by the time you fall to the 10th floor, the winds around the building   are so intense that they carry you around the building and back into the window.&quot;   The bartender just shakes his head in disapproval while wiping the bar. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The 2nd Man says: &quot;What   are you a nut? There is no way in heck that could happen.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">1st Man: &quot;No it\'s true   let me prove it to you.&quot; So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony,   and careens to the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind   whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window and he takes   the elevator back up to the bar. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The 2nd Man tells him: &quot;You   know I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke.&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">1st Man: &quot;No, I\'ll   prove it again&quot; and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where   the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window.   Once upstairs he urges his fellow drinker to try it. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">2nd Man: &quot;Well what   the heck, it works, I\'ll try it.&quot; So he jumps over the balcony, plunges   downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors and hits the sidewalk with   a \'splat.\' </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Back upstairs the Bartender   turns to the other drinker: </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;You know, Superman,   you\'re a real jerk when you\'re drunk.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 42
if (ranNum == 42){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Bill and Hugh Grant </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill Gates meets Hugh Grant   at a Hollywood party. They are talking and Bill says: &quot;I\'ve seen some great   pictures of Divine Brown lately, I sure would like to get together with her!&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Hugh replies: &quot;Well   Bill, you know ever since our incident, her price has skyrocketed, she\'s charging   a small fortune.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill (with a chuckle): &quot;Hugh,   money\'s no object to me. What\'s her number.&quot; So, Hugh gives Bill her number   and Bill sets up a date. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">They meet &amp; after they   finish, Bill is lying there in ecstasy, mumbling &quot;God...now I know why   you chose the name Divine.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">To which she replies: &quot;Thank   you, Bill.....and now I know how you chose the name ..... Microsoft.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 43
if (ranNum == 43){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Bill-Hill </strong><br><br>  Last summer, the President and Mrs. Clinton were vacationing in their home state   of Arkansas. On a venture one day, they stopped at a service station to fill   up the car with gas.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">It seemed that the owner   of the station was once Hillary\'s high school love. They exchanged hellos, and   went on their way. As they were driving on to their destination. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill put his arm around   Hillary and said, &quot;Well, honey, if you had stayed with him, you would be   the wife of a service station owner today.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">She smirked and replied,   &quot;No. If I had stayed with him, he would be President of the United States.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 44
if (ranNum == 44){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Bills!! </strong><br><br>  Bill Clinton, Bill Gates, and Al Gore were in an airplane that crashed. They\'re   up in heaven, and God\'s sitting on the great white throne. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God addresses Al first.   &quot;Al, what do you believe in?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Al replies, &quot;Well,   I believe that the combustion engine is evil and that we need to save the world   from CFCs and that if anymore freon is used, the whole earth will become a greenhouse   and we\'ll all die.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God thinks for a second   and says &quot;Okay, I can live with that. Come and sit at my left.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God then addresses Bill   Clinton. &quot;Bill, what do you believe in?&quot; Bill </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Clinton replies, &quot;Well,   I believe in power to the people. I think people should be able to make their   own choices about things and that no one should ever be able to tell someone   else what to do. I also believe in feeling people\'s pain.&quot; God thinks for   a few second and says, &quot;Okay, that sounds good. Come and sit at my right.&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God then address Bill Gates.   &quot;Bill Gates, what do you believe?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill Gates said, &quot;I   believe you\'re in my chair.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 45
if (ranNum == 45){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Decomposing Symphony </strong><br>  A fan of Beethoven went to visit Beethoven\'s grave and when she got there, she   heard the ninth symphony being played...it was however played backwards... she   did not understand that but came back the next day and brought her friend to   listen to the music under the grave... when she got there, she heard the tenth   symphony being played..this time again..it was played backward.. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">they both did not understand   this weird undertaking... as they were about to leave a caretaker came along   the way, both girls asked the caretaker if he knew why Beethoven\'s music was   being played backwards... </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The caretaker replied &quot;Don\'t   you get it... Beethoven is DECOMPOSING!!!!!!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 46
if (ranNum == 46){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : George Bush, Jr. </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Einstein dies and goes to   heaven. At the Pearly Gates, Saint Peter tells him, &quot;You look like Einstein,   but you have no idea the lengths some people will go to sneak into Heaven. Can   you prove you\'re Albert Einstein?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Einstein ponders for a few   seconds and then asks, &quot;Can I have a blackboard and some chalk?&quot; Saint   Peter snaps his fingers and a blackboard and chalk instantly appear. Einstein   proceeds to describe, in arcane mathematics and symbols, his theory of relativity.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Saint Peter is suitably   impressed. &quot;You really ARE Einstein!&quot; he says. &quot;Welcome to heaven!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The next to arrive is Picasso.   Once again, Saint Peter asks for credentials. Picasso asks, &quot;Mind if I   use that blackboard and chalk?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Saint Peter says, &quot;Go   ahead.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Picasso erases Einstein\'s   equations and sketches a truly stunning mural with just a few strokes of chalk.   Saint Peter claps. &quot;You are definitely the great artist you claim to be!&quot;   he says. &quot;Come on in!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Then Saint Peter looks up   and sees George W. Bush. Saint Peter scratches his head and says, &quot;Einstein   and Picasso both managed to prove their identity. How can you prove yours?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Dubya looks bewildered and   says, &quot;Who are Einstein and Picasso?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Saint Peter sighs and says,   &quot;Come on in, George.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 47
if (ranNum == 47){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Glove </strong><br><br>  Why couldn\'t O. J. play baseball? He couldn\'t find his bloody glove!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 48
if (ranNum == 48){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Michael Jackson and Wal-Mart </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do Michael Jackson   and Wal-Mart have in common?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">They both have little boys\'   underwear half-off.</font></p>'); } // 49
if (ranNum == 49){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes : Excuse me! </strong><br><br>The teacher had given the class an assignment. He stresses the importance of this particular assignment, and that no excuses will be accepted except illness (with a medical certificate) or a death in the immediate family (with a note from that member). </font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A wise student pipes up:   &quot;What about extreme sexual exhaustion, sir?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The class breaks up laughing,   and when they settle down the teacher responds with: &quot;Well, I guess you\'ll   have to learn to write with your other hand.&quot;<br>  </font></p></font>'); } // 50
if (ranNum == 50){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   Leg Test </strong><br><br>  A young college student had stayed up all night studying for his zoology test   the next day. As he entered the classroom, he saw ten stands with ten legs on   them. Each bird had a sack over its head; only the legs were showing.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He sat straight in the front   row because he wanted to do the best job possible. The professor announced that   the test would be to look at each of the birds\' legs and give the common name,   habitat, genus and species. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The student looked at each   of the birds\' legs. They all looked the same to him. He began to get upset.   He had stayed up all night studying and now had to identify birds by their legs.   The more he thought about it the madder he got. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Finally he could stand it   no longer. He went up to the professor\'s desk and said, &quot;What a stupid   test! How could anyone tell the difference between birds by looking at their   legs?&quot; With that the student threw his test on the professor\'s desk and   walked to the door. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The professor was surprised.   The class was so big that he didn\'t know every student\'s name so as the student   reached the door the professor called, &quot;Mister, what\'s your name?&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The enraged student pulled   up his pant legs and said, &quot;You tell me buddy! You tell me!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 51
if (ranNum == 51){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   An Essay </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I have read your essay   about your house,&quot; scowled the professor, &quot;and it\'s exact the same   as your brother\'s from last year.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Of course,&quot; says   the student, &quot;It\'s the same house.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 52
if (ranNum == 52){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   College Rules </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On the first day of college,   the dean addressed the students to point out some of the rules. &quot;The female   dormitory will be off limits for all male students, and the male dormitory to   female students. Anybody caught breaking these rules will be fined $40 the first   time, $90 the second time.&quot; He continued, &quot;Anybody caught breaking   this rule the third time will be fined a hefty $200. Are there any questions?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">At this, a male student   in the crowd inquired, &quot;How much for a season pass?&quot;</font></p>'); } // 53
if (ranNum == 53){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   Diving in the pool </strong><br><br>  An elderly economics professor is standing at the shallow end of the campus   pool. A Coed is standing at the deep end taking pictures. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">She suddenly drops the camera   into the pool. Then she motions for the professor to come to her. He goes and   she asks him to retrieve the camera. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He agrees and dives in and   retrieve its. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Upon returning he says to   her, &quot;Why did you ask me to retrieve the camera when there were many younger   and more athletic males closer to her?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">She replied, &quot;Professor   you seem to forget that I\'m in your Econ I class, and I don\'t know anyone who   can go down deeper, stay down longer and come up drier than you.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 54
if (ranNum == 54){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   Double negative </strong><br><br>  A linguistics professor was lecturing to his class one day. &quot;In English,&quot;   he said, &quot;A double negative forms a positive. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">In some languages, though,   such as Russian, a double negative is still a negative. However, there is no   language wherein a double positive can form a negative.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A voice from the back of   the room piped up, &quot;Yeah, right.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 55
if (ranNum == 55){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   Fratboy In a Suit </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do you call a fratboy   in a suit?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The defendant.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 56
if (ranNum == 56){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Top : College Jokes   : Harvard Graduate </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">How do you get a Harvard   graduate off your porch?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Just pay him for the pizza.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 57
if (ranNum == 57){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong> College Jokes :   No sword! </strong><br><br>  At Cambridge University during an examination one day a bright young student   popped up and asked the proctor to bring him Cakes and Ale. The following dialog   ensued: </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Proctor: I beg your pardon?   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Student: Sir, I request   that you bring me Cakes and Ale. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Proctor: Sorry, no. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Student: Sir, I really must   insist. I request and require that you bring me Cakes and Ale. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">At this point, the student   produced a copy of the four hundred year old Laws of Cambridge, written in Latin   and still nominally in effect, and pointed to the section which read (roughly   translated): &quot;Gentlemen sitting examinations may request and require Cakes   and Ale.&quot; Pepsi and hamburgers were judged the modern equivalent, and the   student sat there, writing his examination and happily slurping away. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Three weeks later, the student   was fined five pounds for not wearing a sword to the examination.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 58
if (ranNum == 58){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   Not Yet </strong><br><br>  There was an old professor who started every class with a vulgar joke. After   one particularly nasty example, the women in the class decided to walk out the   next time he started. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The professor got wind of   this plot, so the next morning he walked in and said: &quot;Good morning, class.   Did you hear the one about the shortage of whores in India?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">With that, all the women   stood up and headed for the door. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Wait, ladies,&quot;   cried the professor. &quot;The shipdoesn\'t leave until tomorrow!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 59
if (ranNum == 59){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes : Bill Gate - God </strong><br><br>A poor employee had been suffering dreadfully during the building of Gates\' infamous new home. The poor architect had used Linux to undertake the interior and the wrath of Gates had fallen upon him. </font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">This guy was so distressed   at the thought of using Windows in a design environment that he just got up   one day and took his own life. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He reappears at the gates   of heaven where St.Peter is sitting with his clipboard. Nervously he walks up   to St.Peter.&quot;Ah&quot;, St.Peter says, &quot;you\'re the poor fellow who   suffered at the hands of Gates. Don\'t worry, you\'re in heaven now. Everything   is allright. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Still quivering, the   poor architect says: &quot;At last, that\'s wonderfull. But you promise me that   Bill Gates won\'t appear here.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">St.Peter lets out a broad   laugh: &quot;Is the Pope Catholic ? You know what they say about rich men, needles   and camels ... anyhow, we use Amigas ...&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Then, suddenly, beyond the   pearly gates a familiar figure appears. The poor architect falls into an apoplectic   fit: &quot;Look, look, you told me he\'d never find a place in heaven, but it\'s   him.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">St.Peter turns around to   see the sight. &quot;Ah, no my son, that\'s God, he just thinks he\'s Bill Gates   ...&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 60
if (ranNum == 60){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   How To Clean Your Mouse </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><em>This memo is from an   unnamed computer company. It went to all field engineers about a computer peripheral   problem. The author of this memo was quite serious, but the engineers rolled   on the floor:</em></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Mouse balls are now   available as FRU (Field Replacement Unit). Therefore, if a mouse fails to operate   or should it perform erratically, it may need a ball replacement. Because of   the delicate nature of this procedure, replacement of mouse balls should only   be attempted by properly trained personnel.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Before proceeding,   determine the type of mouse balls by examining the underside of the mouse. Domestic   balls will be larger and harder than foreign balls. Ball removal procedures   differ depending upon the manufacturer of the mouse. Foreign balls can be replaced   using the pop-off method. Domestic balls are replaced by using the twist-off   method. Mouse balls are not usually static-sensitive. However, excessive handling   can result in sudden discharge.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Upon completion of   ball replacement, the mouse may be used immediately. It is recommended that   each replacer have a pair of spare balls for maintaining optimum customer satisfaction.   Any customer missing his balls should suspect local personnel of removing these   necessary items.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 61
if (ranNum == 61){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Bill Gates in Hell </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill Gates died and found   himself in Purgatory being sized up by God. &quot;Well, Bill,&quot; God said,   &quot;I\'m really confused about this call; I\'m not sure whether to send you   to Heaven or Hell. After all, you helped society by putting a computer in almost   every home in the world, and yet you created that ghastly Windows 95. So I\'m   going to do something I\'ve never done before. In your case, I\'m going to let   you decide where you want to go!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill replied, &quot;Well,   thanks, God. What\'s the difference between the two?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God said, &quot;I\'m willing   to let you visit both places briefly if it will help you make a decision.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Fine, but where should   I go first?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God said, &quot;I\'m going   to leave that up to you.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill said, &quot;Okay, then,   let\'s try Hell first.&quot; So off Bill went to Hell. It was a beautiful, clean,   sandy beach with clear waters. There were thousands of beautiful women running   around, playing in the water, laughing and frolicking about. The sun was shining,   the temperature was perfect. Bill was very pleased. &quot;This is great!&quot;   he told God. &quot;If this is Hell, I REALLY want to see Heaven!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Fine,&quot; said God   and off they went.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Heaven was a high place   in the clouds, with angels drifting about playing harps and singing. It was   nice, but not as enticing as Hell. Bill thought for a quick minute and rendered   his decision. &quot;Hmm, I think I prefer Hell,&quot; he told God.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Fine,&quot; God replied,   &quot;as you desire.&quot; So Bill Gates went to Hell.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Two weeks later, God decided   to check up on the late billionaire to see how he was doing in Hell. When God   arrived in Hell, he found Bill shackled to a wall, screaming among the hot flames   in a dark cave. He was being burned and tortured by demons. &quot;How\'s everything   going, Bill?&quot; God asked.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill responded (his voice   full of anguish and disappointment), &quot;This is awful; this is not what I   expected. I can\'t believe this happened. What happened to that other place with   the beaches and the beautiful women playing in the water?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Ah,&quot; God smiled   and said, &quot;That was just the screensaver.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 62
if (ranNum == 62){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   F1-Help </strong><br>  <br>  Once a programmer drowned in the sea. Many Marines where at that time on the   beach, but the programmer was shouting &quot;F1 F1&quot; and nobody understood   it.</font></p>'); } // 63
if (ranNum == 63){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Floppy </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What\'s the difference between   a computer and a woman?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A computer will accept a   three-and-a-half-inch floppy.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 64
if (ranNum == 64){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   How good it is going to be </strong><br>  <br>  A woman had been married three times and was still a virgin. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Somebody asked her how that   could be possible. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well,&quot; she said.   &quot;The first time I married an octogenarian and he died before we could consummate   the marriage.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;The second time I   married a naval officer and war broke out on our wedding day.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;The third time I married   a Microsoft Windows programmer and he just sat on the edge of the bed and kept   telling me how good it was going to be.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 65
if (ranNum == 65){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Indian Universal Language </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What\'s the national language   of India?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">C++.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 66
if (ranNum == 66){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Microsoft Engineer </strong><br>  <br>  Three married women were sitting around talking, and the subject of making love   came up. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The first woman said, &quot;Well,   I\'m married to a psychologist, so whenever we make love, he always brings me   home flowers and chocolates first, and it just puts me right in the mood, and   we always end up having a wonderful night of lovemaking.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The second woman said, &quot;Well,   I\'m married to a Harley-Davidson motorcycle rider, and whenever we make love,   he slaps me around a little bit, then throws me on the bed, and then goes at   it like Tarzan. I\'ve gotten used to it.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The third woman said, &quot;Well,   my husband works for Microsoft, so whenever we make love, he just sits on the   edge of the bed and tells me how good it\'s gonna be.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 67
if (ranNum == 67){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   MS Vs GM </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bill Gates wanted to look   good and impress everyone with his success. He decided to measure the accomplishments   of Microsoft against General Motors. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The comparison went like   this: If automotive technology had kept pace with computer technology over the   past few decades, you would now be driving a V-32 instead of a V-8, and it would   have a top speed of 10,000 miles per hour. (160,000km/hr) Or you could have   an economy car that weighs 30 pounds (14 kilos) and getsa thousand miles to   a gallon of gas. In either case the sticker price of a new car would be less   than $50. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">In response to all this   goading, GM responds: &quot;Yes, but would you really want to drive a car that   crashes four times a day?&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 68
if (ranNum == 68){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   The Most Unfriendly Error Message </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The winning entry in a competition   to find the most unfriendly error message was this one, which appeared after   all the user\'s computer files had been deleted:</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Were you sure?&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 69
if (ranNum == 69){document.write(' <font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes : Memorial </strong> </font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One Sunday morning, the   pastor noticed little Alex was staring up at the large plaque that hung in the   foyer of the church. The plaque was covered with names, and small American flags   were mounted on either side of it. The seven-year-old had been staring at the   plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside him and said quietly,   &quot;Good morning, Alex.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Good morning, Pastor,&quot;   replied the young man, still focused on the plaque. &quot;Pastor McGhee, what   is this?&quot; Alex asked.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well, son, it\'s a   memorial to all the men and women who have died in the service.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Soberly, they stood together,   staring at the large plaque. Little Alex\'s voice was barely audible when he   finally managed to ask, &quot;Which one, the 9:00 or 10:30 service?&quot;<br>  </font></p></font>'); } // 70
if (ranNum == 70){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   Picture Of God </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A kindergarten teacher was   observing her classroom of children while they drew. As she got to one little   girl who was working very diligently, she asked what the little girl was drawing.   The little girl replied, &quot;I\'m drawing God.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The teacher paused awkwardly   and said, &quot;But no one knows what God looks like.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Without missing a beat or   looking up from her drawing, the little girl replied, &quot;They will in a minute.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 71
if (ranNum == 71){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   You Tell Him </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A woman was trying to make   her husband go to church with her, but he refused. One day he asked her if she   really believed in that stuff in the Bible about the whale swallowing Jonah,   and she said, &quot;I believe it because the Bible says it\'s true.&quot; She   told him that when she got to Heaven she would ask Jonah about it.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Her husband said, &quot;What   if he isn\'t in Heaven?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">His wife replied, &quot;In   that case, you ask him.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 72
if (ranNum == 72){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   10 commandments </strong><br>  <br>  A student was asked to list the 10 Commandments in any order. His answer? &quot;3,   6, 1, 8, 4, 5, 9, 2, 10, 7&quot;.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 73
if (ranNum == 73){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   Are You Ready To Find Jesus? </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One Sunday afternoon, a   drunk stumbles into a baptismal service down by the river. He staggers into   the water and stands next to the minister, who turns, notices the old drunk   and says, &quot;Mister, are you ready to find Jesus?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The drunk looks back and   says, &quot;Yes sir, I am.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The minister then dunks   the fellow under the water and pulls him right back up. &quot;Have you found   Jesus?&quot; the minister asks.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No, I didn\'t!&quot;   says the drunk.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The minister then dunks   him under for a quite a bit longer, brings him up and says, &quot;Now, brother,   have you found Jesus?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No, I did not!&quot;   says the drunk again.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Disgusted, the minister   holds the man under for at least thirty seconds this time, brings him up and   demands, &quot;For the grace of God, have you found Jesus yet?!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The old drunk wipes his   eyes and pleads, &quot;Are you sure this is where he fell in?&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 74
if (ranNum == 74){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   BetterJob </strong><br>  <br>  A little girl climbed into her grandfather\'s lap and studied his while, balding   hea. She ran her fingers along the deep wrinkles and road apped his face and   neck. &quot;did god make you?&quot;, she asked. &quot;yes&quot; he answered.   &quot;did god makeme, to?&quot; she wondered. &quot;yes&quot;, he relied. &quot;well,   she shrugged, &quot;don\'t you think he\'s doing a better job now than he used   to?&quot;</font></p>'); } // 75
if (ranNum == 75){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Top : Religion Jokes   : Black and White </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What\'s black and white and   sitting in the corner crying?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A pregnant nun.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What\'s black and white and   sitting in the corner smiling?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The priest who did it.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 76
if (ranNum == 76){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   Can\'t tell you, you\'re not a monk!!! </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">There was a three-year-old   boy who had a tricycle, and he was riding around the block and crashed into   a monastery. A monk picked him up and put him in a bed. The boy woke up and   heard some praying noises and asked, &quot;What\'s that noise?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The monk said, &quot;Can\'t   tell you, you\'re not a monk.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So when the boy was seven   he got a mountain bike, and he rode around the block and crashed into the monastery.   The monk picked him up and put him in a bed. The boy woke up and heard some   praying noises and said, &quot;What is that noise?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The monk said, &quot;Can\'t   tell you, you\'re not a monk.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So when the boy was fifteen,   he got a motorbike and rode around the block and crashed into the monastery.   The monk picked him up and put him into a bed. The boy woke up and said, &quot;What   is that noise?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The monk said, &quot;Can\'t   tell you, you\'re not a monk.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So when the boy was twenty-three,   he said, &quot;I have to know what that noise is,&quot; and he went to monk   college for three years and got his monk license. When he was twenty-eight,   he got a car and drove around the block and crashed into the monastery. The   monk picked him up and put him into a bed. The boy woke up and heard that praying   noise and said, &quot;What is that noise?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The monk said, &quot;Can\'t   tell you, you\'re not a monk.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Then the boy pulled out   his monk license and showed it to the monk. The monk said, &quot;Come this way.&quot;   So the boy followed him, and he went threw a wooden door, then a silver door,   then a golden door and can you guess what he heard?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Can\'t tell you, you\'re not   a monk!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 77
if (ranNum == 77){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   Crappy Sermons </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One day a priest took a   walk around his church and was very dissapointed to see that it was in bad shape.   He needed to get some money to fix the church.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">This priest was smart, though,   and he decided to hypnotize the congregation during his sermon. Well, one Sunday   he was up at the pulpit talking away, when he casually pulled out a gold pocket   watch and began to sway it back and forth, over and over again. While he was   doing this, he talked about money. &quot;I need to fix this church up. I can\'t   do it without your help and monetary support,&quot; he said.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">At the collection he got   more than twice the usual amount. The priest was very happy and did this for   several weeks.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Months later, a man walked   into the local grocery store, saw the priest and went over to say hi. &quot;Hey,   how\'s it going? I haven\'t seen you in a long while. Where ya been?&quot; the   man asked.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well,&quot; the priest   answered, &quot;I was doing great with this whole hypnosis thing. It worked   like a charm, until one day I was up at the podium swinging the watch when the   chain broke and the watch went flying and I yelled, \'CRAP!\' I\'ve been cleaning   the church ever since.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 78
if (ranNum == 78){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : 3   Hunters </strong><br><br>  There were 3 guys, 2 smart ones, and a dumb one. They were all going hunting.   The first smart guy went out and came back with a huge grizzly bear. The dumb   guy asked him &quot;How did you get that huge Grizzly bear?&quot; The smart   guy said, &quot;I followed the tracks, went in the cave and shot the bear.&quot;   Then the second smart guy went out and came back with a huge black bear. The   dumb guy asked him, &quot;How did you get that huge black bear?&quot; The smart   guy said, &quot;I followed the tracks, went in the cave, and shot the bear.   So the smart guy went out and came back all bloody and cut up. The smart guys   said, &quot;What happened to you?&quot; The dumb guy said, &quot;I followed   the tracks, went in the cave, and got hit by a train.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 79
if (ranNum == 79){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : A   Pole What? </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">At the recent Olympics,   a man was walking throught the Olympic villiage carrying a long pole. A reporter   came up to him and asked &quot;Are you a pole vaulter?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The man replied, &quot;No,   I\'m a German, but how did you know my name was Walter?&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 80
if (ranNum == 80){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Aussie   Cricket </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><em>This was the most popular   joke in South Africa after they drew the World Cup match that let Australia   through to the final:</em></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">This Australian cricket   supporter is at the World Cup final when he has a heart attack. Upon arriving   at the Pearly Gates, he meets up with St. Peter, who asks him why he thinks   he deserves to enter Heaven.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well,&quot; the Aussie   says, &quot;three weeks ago I gave ten dollars to a charity for the disabled!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">St. Peter frowns and says,   &quot;What else?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Two weeks ago I gave   ten dollars to the homeless shelter!&quot; the Aussie continues.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What else?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;A week ago I gave   ten dollars to the orphanage!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So Peter tells the Aussie   to wait for just a minute and he\'ll be right back. About five minutes later   Peter returns and says, &quot;Well, I have discussed your case with the Boss,   and he agrees with me. Here\'s your thirty dollars back, now go to Hell!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 81
if (ranNum == 81){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Baseball   </strong><br><br>  Two baseball players promised each other. If one of them died frist he will   come back as a ghost to tell if there was baseball in heaven. So one of them   dies and comes back as a ghost and says, &quot;I have some good news and some   bad news.&quot; Then the other persom says,&quot;tell me.&quot; so he says,&quot;The   good news is there is baseball in heaven but the bad news is that your pitching   tomorrow.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 82
if (ranNum == 82){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Baseball   </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Baseball is wrong! A man   with four balls cannot walk!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 83
if (ranNum == 83){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Bungee   Jumpers </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Why don\'t blind people bungee-jump?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">It scares the crap out of   their dogs.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 84
if (ranNum == 84){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Cubs   Fans </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A first grade teacher explains   to her class that she\'s a Cubs fan. She asks her students to raise their hands   if they\'re Cubs fans, too. Not really knowing what a Cubs fan is but wanting   to be just like their teacher, the students launch their hands into the air   like fleshy fireworks. There is, however, one exception: A girl named Lucy doesn\'t   go along with the crowd.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The teacher asks her why   she\'s decided to be different. &quot;Because I\'m not a Cubs fan,&quot; Lucy   says.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Then what are you?&quot;   asks the teacher.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Why, I\'m proud to   be a Sox fan,&quot; boasts the little girl. The teacher is a little perturbed   now, her face slightly red. She asks Lucy why she\'s a Sox fan. &quot;Well, my   mom and dad are Sox fans, so I\'m a Sox fan, too.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The teacher is now very   angry. &quot;That\'s no reason!&quot; she says loudly. &quot;What if your mom   was a moron, and your dad was a moron. What would you be then?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Lucy pauses, then smiles.   &quot;Why, then,&quot; Lucy says, &quot;I\'d be a Cubs fan.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 85
if (ranNum == 85){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Deer   Blind </strong><br><br>  As part of their &quot;ranch&quot; holiday, a guy takes his wife hunting. When   they reach their deer blinds, the guy says, &quot;If you shoot a deer, be sure   you don\'t let anybody else say he\'s the one who shot it. Otherwise, he\'ll take   the deer from you. The deer belongs to whoever shoots it.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The guy goes to his own   blind. Ten minutes later, he hears his wife shooting from her blind nearby.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He rushes over and finds   her pointing her rifle at a cowboy who\'s shouting, &quot;OK, lady, OK! You can   have the goddamn deer! Just lemme get my saddle off it!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 86
if (ranNum == 86){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Dusk   Hunting </strong><br><br>  Two blokes decide to go duck hunting. Neither one of them has ever been duck   hunting before and after several hours they still haven\'t bagged any. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One hunter looks at the   other and says &quot;I just don\'t understand it - why aren\'t we getting any   ducks?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">His friend says &quot;I   keep telling you, I just don\'t think we\'re throwing the dog high enough.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 87
if (ranNum == 87){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Fan   </strong><br><br>  There was this man who won a contest and got one free ticket to the Soccer World   Cup. He was so happy, but when he got to the stadium and found his seat he was   somewhat disappointed. His ticket was for the last row, and it was way up there.   He couldn\'t see the game, so he began looking around. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Close to the field he saw   an empty seat, so he decided to go down there. He reached the seat and asked   the man next to the unoccupied seat if anyone was seating there. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The man replied, &quot;No.&quot;   So the guy sat down and struck up a conversation. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Who would have a seat   right next to the field and not come?!?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The man answers, &quot;Oh,   that was my wife\'s seat.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Where is she?&quot;   the guy replied. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;She died.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Oh, I\'m sorry...don\'t   you have anyone else to come with you, a brother, or friend?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No, they couldn\'t   come.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Why?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Because they are at   her funeral.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 88
if (ranNum == 88){document.write(' <font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : GM Ron Wolf speaks to Ray Rhodes </strong><br><br>What was Packers GM\'s last words to Packers headcoach Ray Rhodes? <font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <p>GO PACK<br></p></font></font> '); } // 89
if (ranNum == 89){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes   : Heavenly Mansions </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One day Steve Young died   and went to Heaven. When he got there, God showed him to his new mansion, which   had 49er stuff hanging everywhere. Then Steve looked out his new window and   saw an even bigger mansion on the top of the hill. That mansion had Packer stuff   hanging all over it, so Steve assumed it must belong to Brett Favre. So Steve   asked God, "Why is Brett Favre\'s house bigger than mine is?"</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">"That\'s not Brett Favre\'s   house," God answered, "It\'s Mine."<br>  </font></p>'); } // 90
if (ranNum == 90){document.write('<p> <font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes   : Hell of a Game </strong><br><br>  A man goes golfing with his Friend, John. He arrives home several hours late.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">His wife asks,"What   took you so long?" </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He replies,"Oh, honey,   it was an horrible afternoon! On the third hole, John had a heart attack and   died on the spot!" She says,"Oh, darling! It must have been awful   for you!" The husband replies, "It was hell! Fifteen holes of \'hit   the ball, drag John, hit the ball, drag John...\'"<br>  </font></p>'); } // 91
if (ranNum == 91){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes   : Holding up the fingers </strong><br><br>  As a golfer teed up at precisely his reserved time, he was tapped on the shoulder.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The intruder handed him   a note which read, "I am deaf and mute. Please let me play through."   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">"This is MY tee-off   time," the golfer bellowed, shaking his head vigorously. "Your handicap   doesn\'t entitle you to play through!" </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Then he proceeded to drive   his ball straight down the fairway. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">"Nice shot," the   fellow\'s caddie said as they headed off the tee, leaving the deaf-mute fuming.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">While lining up his next   shot, the golfer was struck on the head by a ball. Turning around angrily, he   spotted the deaf-mute holding up his hand. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">"What is he doing?"   asked the golfer, squinting into the sun. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">"I believe he\'s holding   up four fingers," the caddie replied!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 92
if (ranNum == 92){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes   : How Bad a Golfer Was He? </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A golfer was having such   a terrible day one day that he couldn\'t help but take it out on his caddy. "You\'re   terrible!" he screamed. "When we get back to the clubhouse, I\'m going   to see that you get fired!"</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">"That\'s okay by me,"   the caddy replied calmly. "By the time we get back to the clubhouse, I\'ll   be old enough to get a regular job!"</font></p>'); } // 93
if (ranNum == 93){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Hunting   in the woods </strong><br>  <br>  A man had a hunting dog for sale for an unusual amount of money.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Another man interested in   buying the dog asked him why he wanted so much. They took the dog to the woods.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The owner told the dog to   go hunt. The dog took off into the woods and came back in a couple of minutes   and scratched his foot on the ground four times.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The hunters went into the   woods and killed four rabbits and could not find anymore. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The owner said you could   hunt the woods all day and could not find any more than four rabbits. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The buyer was impressed   and bought the dog. The new owner took the dog hunting the next weekend and   told the dog to go find the rabbits. The dog took off into the woods and stayed   gone for almost thirty minutes. When the dog returned he was hunching on his   leg and scratching the ground and shacking a stick in his mouth.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The guy thought the dog   went crazy and shot him. About two weeks later he seen the previous owner and   told him what happended. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The owner told him he was   trying to tell you there was more fucking rabbits in the woods than you could   shake a stick at.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 94
if (ranNum == 94){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><br>  </font><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes   : Late Night Bowling </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A man went out to a bar   with his buddies late one night, and he got so drunk he ended up having sex   with a girl at the bar. He knew his wife would be livid when she realized what   he had done, so before he went home, he rubbed chalk on his hands. He walked   through the door at around the crack of dawn, and his wife yelled, &quot;Where   have you been?!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I went out with my   buddies to a bar,&quot; he replied, &quot;and I ended up getting laid by this   girl at the bar.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Let me see your hands,&quot;   she screamed, so he showed her the chalk on his hands. &quot;You damn liar!&quot;   she exclaimed, &quot;You went late-night bowling again, didn\'t you?!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 95
if (ranNum == 95){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Olympic   Condoms </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A man is out shopping and   discovers a new brand: &quot;Olympic Condoms.&quot; Impressed, he buys a pack.   Upon arriving home he announces to his wife the purchase he just made. &quot;Olympic   condoms?&quot; she blurts. &quot;What makes them so special?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;They\'re in three colors,&quot;   he replies, &quot;gold, silver, and bronze.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What color are you   planning on wearing tonight?&quot; she asks cheekily.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Why, gold, of course,&quot;   says the man proudly.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Really?&quot; she   responds. &quot;Why don\'t you wear the silver tonight? It\'d be nice if you came   second for a change.&quot;</font></p>'); } // 96
if (ranNum == 96){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Olympics   </strong><br><br>  Three guys are trying to sneak into the Olympic Village in Atlanta to scoop   souvenirs and autographs. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The first says, &quot;Let\'s   watch the registration table to see if there\'s a crack in the security system   that we can utilize to scam our way in.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Immediately, a burly athlete   walks up to the table and states, &quot;Angus MacPherson. Scotland. Shotput.&quot;   He opens his gym bag to display a shotput to the registration attendant. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The attendant says, &quot;Very   good, Mr. MacPherson. Here is you packet of registration materials, complete   with hotel keys, passes to all Olympic events, meal tickets, and other information.&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">HOT DOG! The first guy grabs   a small tree sapling, strips off the limbs and roots, walks up the registration   table and states: &quot;Chuck Wagon. Canada. Javelin.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The attendant says, &quot;Very   good, Mr. Wagon. Here is you packet of registration materials, hotel keys, passes,   meal tickets, and so forth. Good luck!&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The second guy grabs a street   utility manhole cover, walks up the registration table and states: &quot;Dusty   Rhodes. Australia. Discus.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The attendant says, &quot;Terrific,   Mr. Rhodes. Here is you packet of registration materials, hotel keys, a full   set of passes, and meal tickets. Enjoy yourself.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">They scamper in, but suddenly   realize the third guy is missing. They groan - OH NO. He\'s a simpleton from   the hills of Vermont. They forgot to make sure he doesn\'t do something stupid   and blow their cover stories. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">They spot him walking with   a roll of barbed wire under his arm. He walks up the registration table and   states: &quot;Foster Bean. Hardwick, Vermont. Fencing.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 97
if (ranNum == 97){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Pitching   soon</strong><br><br>  Two best friends were two of the biggest baseball fans in America. Their entire   adult lives revolved around baseball. They discussed baseball history in the   winter, and they examined every box score during the season. They went to over   60 games a year. They even agreed that whoever died first would try to come   back and tell the other if there was baseball in heaven. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One summer night, one of   the friend passed away in his sleep after watching a Yankee victory earlier   in the evening. He died a happy man. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A few nights later, his   buddy awoke to the sound of the voice from beyond. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;is that you?&quot;   he asked. &quot;Of course it me,&quot; his friend\'s voice replied. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;This is unbelievable!&quot;   he exclaimed, &quot;So tell me, is there baseball in heaven?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well, I have some   good news and some bad news for you. Which do you want to hear first?&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Tell me the good news   first.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well, the good news   is that there is baseball in heaven,&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Oh, that is wonderful!   So what could possibly be the bad news?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;You\'re pitching tomorrow   night.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 98
if (ranNum == 98){document.write(' <font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes : MJ </strong><br><br>A young boy asks his Priest if God is a man or a woman. </font><font size="2"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The Priest decides to tease   the boy and answers that God is both. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The boy then asks if God   is black or white. Again the answer is both. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Next question, is God gay   or straight. Once more the answer is both. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The boy then asks &quot;Father,   is Michael Jackson God??&quot;<br>  </font></p></font> '); } // 99
if (ranNum == 99){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Santa, He&#8217;s a she </strong><br>  <br>  I think Santa Claus is a woman&#8230; I hate to be the one to defy sacred myth,   but I believe he&#8217;s a she&#8230; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Think about it, Christmas   is a big, organized, warm, fuzzy, nurturing social deal, and I have a tough   time believing a guy could possibly pull it off. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">For starters, the vast majority   of men don&#8217;t even think about selecting gifts until Christmas Eve. It&#8217;s   as if they are frozen in some kind of time wrap until 3 PM on December 24th,   then they, with amazing calm gather with other procrastinating men and go on   a last minute shopping spree. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Once at the mall, they always   seem to be surprised to find only hunting gear, socket wrench sets, and motor   oil left on the shelves. (You might think this would send them into a fit of   panic and guilt, but not so. Most men consider it an enormous relief because   it reduces the 11th hour decision making burden.) </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">On this count alone, I&#8217;m   convinced Santa is a woman. Surely, if he were a man, everyone in the universe   would wake up Christmas morning to find a rotating musical Chia pet under the   tree&#8230; still in the bag. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Another problem for a he-Santa   would be getting there. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">First of all, there would   be no reindeer because they would all be dead, gutted, and strapped on the rear   bumper of the sleigh amid wide-eye, desperate claims that buck season had been   extended. Blitzen&#8217;s rack would already be on the way to the taxidermist.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Secondly, even if the male   Santa did have reindeer, he&#8217;d still have transportation problems because   he would inevitably get lost up there in the snow and clouds and would then   refuse to stop and ask for directions. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Other reasons why Santa   can&#8217;t possibly be a man: </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Men can&#8217;t pack a bag.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Men would rather be dead   than be caught wearing red velvet. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Men would feel their masculinity   is threatened &#8211; having to be seen with all those elves. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Men don&#8217;t answer their   mail. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Men would refuse to allow   their physique to be described, even in jest, as anything resembling a &#8220;bowlful   of jelly&#8221;. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">I suppose that as long as   we have each other, good will, and peace on earth, it probably makes little   difference what gender Santa is&#8230; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">I just wish she&#8217;d   quit dressing like a guy.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 100
if (ranNum == 100){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Shakespere </strong><br>  <br>  Shakespeare wrote in &quot;Julius Caesar&quot;: &quot;First thing we do, we   kill all the lawyers.&quot; And people think Shakespeare is old. He was way   ahead of his time.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 101
if (ranNum == 101){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Sherlock and Watson </strong><br>  <br>  Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson went on a camping trip. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">After a good meal and a   bottle of wine, they lay down for the night and went to sleep. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Some hours later, Holmes   awoke and nudged his faithful friend. &quot;Watson, look up and tell me what   you see.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Watson replied, &quot;I   see millions and millions of stars.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What does that tell   you?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Watson pondered for a minute.   &quot;Astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially   billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically,   I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Theologically,   I can see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant.   Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Why,   what does it tell YOU?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Holmes was silent for a   minute, then spoke. &quot;Watson, you idiot. Some jerk has stolen our tent.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 102
if (ranNum == 102){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Sir Arthur Conan Doyle </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Sir Arthur Conan Doyle,   the creator of the world-famous detective, Sherlock Holmes, was not above telling   tales about himself in which he was the laughing-stock. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Here is one of those stories.   As he tells it, he was waiting at a taxi- stand outside the railway station   in Paris. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">When a taxi pulled up, he   put his suitcase in it and got in himself. As he was about to tell the taxi-driver   where he wanted to go,</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">the driver asked him: &quot;Where   can I take you, Mr. Doyle?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Doyle was flabbergasted.   He asked the driver whether he knew him by sight. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The driver said: &quot;No   Sir, I have never seen you before.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The puzzled Doyle asked   him what made him think that he was Conan Doyle. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The driver replied: &quot;This   morning\'s paper had a story about you being on vacation in Marseilles. This   is the taxi-stand where people who return from Marseilles always come to. Your   skin color tells me you have been on vacation. The ink-spot on your right index   finger suggests to me that you are a writer. Your clothing is very English,   and not French. Adding up all those pieces of information, I deduce that you   are Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Doyle said: &quot;This is   truly amazing. You are a real-life counter-part to my fictional creation, Sherlock   Holmes.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;There is one other   thing,&quot; the driver said. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What is that?&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Your name is on the   front of your suitcase.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 103
if (ranNum == 103){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Thriller </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">How can you tell when Michael   Jackson is on a date?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">There\'s a Big Wheel parked   in front of his house.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 104
if (ranNum == 104){document.write('<p> <font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : O.J. Simpson</strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What did O.J. Simpson ask   when he was found not guilty?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Thanks, now can I   have my glove back?&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 105
if (ranNum == 105){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Celebrity Jokes   : Yoko </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What do Yoko Ono and Somalians   have in common?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">They both live off dead   beatles.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 106
if (ranNum == 106){document.write(' <font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : Two Cowboys </strong> </font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Two cowboys walk into a   roadhouse to wash the trail dust from their throats. They stand at the bar,   drinking their beers and talking quietly about cattle prices.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Suddenly a woman at the   table behind them begins to cough weakly. After a minute or so it becomes apparent   that she\'s in real distress, and the cowboys turn to look at her.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Kin ya swaller?&quot;   asks one of the cowboys. The woman shakes her head in the negative.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Kin ya breathe?&quot;   asks the other. The woman, beginning to turn a bit blue, shakes her head No   again.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The first cowboy walks over   to her, lifts up the back of her skirt, yanks down her panties, and slowly runs   his tongue from the back of her thigh up to the small of her back. This shocks   the woman into a violent spasm; the obstruction flies out of her mouth, and   she begins to breathe again.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The cowboy walks back over   to the bar and takes a drink of his beer. His partner says, &quot;Ya know, I\'d   heard of that there Hind Lick Maneuver, but I never seen anybody do it.&quot;<br>  </font></p></font> '); } // 107
if (ranNum == 107){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : What\'s   the Name? </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A guy walks into a gay bar   and asks the bartender, &quot;Can I have a beer?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The bartender says, &quot;Okay.   What\'s the name of your penis?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The guy is confused and   asks, &quot;What?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The bartender asks again,   &quot;Yeah, what\'s the name of your penis? Like mine is Timex, because it keeps   on takes a licking and keeps on ticking. Look, I can\'t give you a beer until   you tell me the name of your penis. I\'ll come back in a while.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So the guy sits there thinking.   He turns around to the guy next to him and says, &quot;What\'s the name of your   penis?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The guy flirtatiously answers,   &quot;Energizer.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Why?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Because it just keeps   on going and going.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Finally the guy signals   the bartender to come over. The bartender comes over and asks, &quot;What\'s   the name of your penis?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So the guy answers, &quot;Secret.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Why?&quot; the bartender   asks.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Because it\'s strong   enough for a man,&quot; the guy says, &quot;but it\'s made for a woman.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 108
if (ranNum == 108){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Bar Jokes : You   look terrible </strong><br>  <br>  A man in a bar sees a friend at a table, drinking by himself. Approaching the   friend he comments, &quot;You look terrible. What\'s the problem?&quot; &quot;My   mother died in June,&quot; he said, &quot;and left me $10,000.&quot; &quot;Gee,   that\'s tough,&quot; he replied. &quot;Then in July,&quot; the friend continued,   &quot;My father died, leaving me $50,000.&quot; &quot;Wow. Two parents gone   in two months. No wonder you\'re depressed.&quot; &quot;And last month my aunt   died, and left me $15,000.&quot; &quot;Three close family members lost in three   months? How sad.&quot; &quot;Then this month,&quot; continued, the friend, &quot;nothing!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 109
if (ranNum == 109){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes : Parent notes </strong><br><br>The following is a list with actual notes from parents (including spelling) to school offices: </font><font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">*My son is under a doctor\'s   care and should not take P.E. today. Please execute him. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">*Please excuse Anne for   being absent. She was sick and I had her shot. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">*Dear school: Please ekscuse   Joe being ansent on Jan. 28, 29, 39, 31, 32, and 33. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">*Please excuse Tommy for   being absent yesterday. He had diarrhea and his boots leak. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">*Sally win\'t be in school   a week from Friday. We have to attend her funeral. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">*My daughter was absent   yesterday because she was tired. She spent a weekend with the marines. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">*Please excuse Mary for   being absent yesterday. She was in bed with gramps.<br>  </font></p></font> '); } // 110
if (ranNum == 110){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   Santa<br> </strong><br>  Santa Claus, like all pilots, gets regular visits from the Federal Aviation   Administration, and the FAA examiner arrived last week for the pre-Christmas   flight check. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">In preparation, Santa had   the elves wash the sled and bathe all the reindeer. Santa Claus got his logbook   out and made sure all his paperwork was in order. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He knew they would examine   all his equipment and truly put his flying skills to the test. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The examiner walked slowly   around the sled. He checked the reindeer harnesses, the landing gear, and Rudolf\'s   nose. He painstakingly reviewed Santa\'s weight and balance calculations for   sled\'s enormous payload. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Finally, they were ready   for the checkride. Santa got in and fastened his seatbelt and shoulder harness   and checked the compass. Then the examiner hopped in carrying, to Santa\'s surprise,   a shotgun. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What\'s that for?!?&quot;   asked Santa incredulously. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The examiner winked and   said, &quot;I\'m not supposed to tell you this ahead of time,&quot; as he leaned   over to whisper in Santa\'s ear, &quot;but you\'re gonna lose an engine on takeoff.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 111
if (ranNum == 111){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   Tedium </strong><br><br>  &quot;Joe,&quot; a teacher reprimanded the teenager in the hall, &quot;do you   mind telling me whose class you\'re cutting this time?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Like,&quot; the young   teen replied, &quot;uh, see, okay, like it\'s like I really don\'t like think   like that\'s really important, y\'know, like because I\'m y\'know, like I don\'t   get anything out of it.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;It\'s English class,   isn\'t it?&quot; replied the smiling teacher.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 112
if (ranNum == 112){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   U.K. Graduate </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">How do you get a University   of Kentucky graduate off your door step?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Just pay him for the pizza.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 113
if (ranNum == 113){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   U.S. Maries </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">It was 5:00 in the morning   at the U.S. Marine boot camp, well below freezing, and the soldiers were asleep   in their barracks. The drill sergeant walks in and bellowed, &quot;This is a   birthday suit inspection. I wanna see y\'all formed up outside butt naked now!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So the soldiers quickly   jumped out of bed, naked and shivering, and ran outside to form up into three   ranks. The sarge walked out and yelled, &quot;Close up the ranks; conserve your   body heat!&quot; So the men closed in tightly.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The captain came along with   his swagger stick. He went to the first soldier and whacked him right across   the chest with it. &quot;Did that hurt?&quot; he yelled.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No, sir!&quot; came   the reply.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Why not?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Because I\'m a U.S.   Marine, sir!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The sergeant was impressed   and walked on to the next man. He took the stick and whacked the soldier right   across the rear. &quot;Did that hurt?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No, sir!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Why not?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Because I\'m a U.S.   Marine, sir!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Still extremely impressed,   the captain walked to the third guy and noticed he had an enormous erection.   Naturally, he gave this new target a huge WHACK with the swagger stick. &quot;Did   that hurt?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;No, sir!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;And why not?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Because it belongs   to the guy behind me, sir!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 114
if (ranNum == 114){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>College Jokes :   What\'s the Difference? </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">What\'s the difference between   the Notre Dame Fighting Irish and Cheerios?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Cheerios belong in a bowl!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 115
if (ranNum == 115){document.write('<font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes : Tiger and a Hunter </strong> </font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> <p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">This guy went into the jungle   in Africa to hunt. He was walking down the narrow road, looked behind him and   saw a tiger, at which point he got scared and started running away. He looked   behind him and saw the tiger gaining. Realizing he couldn\'t outrun the tiger,   he knelt down, closed his eyes, and started to pray.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">While he was doing this,   he fully expected the tiger to eat him at any moment; but when he looked up,   he saw the tiger praying also. In amazement, he said, &quot;I didn\'t know tigers   prayed!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Of course I pray,&quot;   the tiger replied, &quot;I have to say grace before my meal.&quot;<br>  </font></p></font> '); } // 116
if (ranNum == 116){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   Two Quarters </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Bob was a fairly unkind   man, and one day he got hit by a bus. Somehow he ended up in front of the the   gates of Heaven. &quot;How did I end up here?&quot; he wondered.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The angel at the gate asked   him, &quot;What good deed did you do yesterday?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The man thought about it   for a moment, then responded, &quot;Well...&quot; It was worth a shot: &quot;I   gave a quarter to a homeless man.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The angel considered his   answer and then asked, &quot;What good deed did you do today?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Again Bob said, &quot;I   gave a homeless man a quarter.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The angel turned around   to the archangel of the Pearly Gates to see what he would say.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The archangel ordered, &quot;Give   him his fifty cents back and tell him to go to Hell!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 117
if (ranNum == 117){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   What do you give? </strong><br>  <br>  The head priest at a certain church was out for the day, so he asked the deacon   to do confession for him. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The deacon agrees, and the   first person that comes says, &quot;Forgive me, for I just gave a guy a blow   job.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He says, &quot;You have   sinned.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Then he looks at the sheet   on the wall that had punishments for certain sins on it, but blow job was not   on there, so he went out to ask one of the altar boys what he usually gives   for a blow job. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The altar boy answered,   &quot;Oh, about five dollars.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 118
if (ranNum == 118){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   Why </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Why did the nun get expelled   from the convent?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">She was caught doing pushups   in the cucumber patch.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 119
if (ranNum == 119){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Religion Jokes :   Wise Men </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A journalist goes to a hick   town to do a Christmas report. He walks into the town square and is pleased   to see a quaint nativity scene with figures of Mary, Joseph, baby Jesus, and   the three wise men. He\'s puzzled by one thing, though: The wise men are all   wearing firemen\'s hats. So he goes back to his motel and asks the front desk   girl if she knows why the wise men had firemen hats on. &quot;You city people,&quot;   she replies, &quot;Ya think ya know ever\'thang, don\'t ya? Y\'all ain\'t nuthin   but city folk who don\'t read the Bible!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The journalist says, &quot;Excuse   me, but I do read the Bible, and there\'s nothing in there about firemen hats!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Grumbling, she pulls out   a Bible from under the desk and says, &quot;Looky here, ya idjit. It says right   here, \'They came down from afar.\'&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 120
if (ranNum == 120){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes : User Guide </strong><br><br>The programmer to his son: &quot;Here, I brought you a new basketball.&quot; <font size="2"> <p>&quot;Thank you, Pa, but where is the user\'s guide and manuals?&quot;<br></p></font></font></p>'); } // 121
if (ranNum == 121){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   We Can Fix It </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A computer engineer, a systems   analyst, and a programmer are driving down a mountain road when the brakes fail.   They scream down the mountain gaining speed every second and screeching around   corners. Finally they manage to stop, more by luck than by judgment, mere inches   from a thousand-foot drop to the jagged rocks on the valley floor. More than   slightly shaken, they emerge from the car.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I think I can fix   it,&quot; says the computer engineer.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The systems analyst says,   &quot;No, I think we should take it into town and have a specialist examine   it.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The programmer holds his   chin between thumb and forefinger and says, &quot;Okay, but first I think we   ought to get back in and see if it does it again.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 122
if (ranNum == 122){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Wife 1.0 </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><em>A software engineer   wrote:</em></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Subject: Failed Upgrade<br>  Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 and noticed that the new   program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable   resources. No mention of this phenomenon was included in the product brochure.   In addition, Wife 1.0 installs itself into all other programs and launches during   system initialization, where it monitors all other system activity. Applications   such as Smoking 10.3, Boozing 2.5 and Saturday Night Pubs 5.0 no longer run,   crashing the system whenever selected. I cannot keep Wife 1.0 in the background   while attempting to run some of my other favorite applications like Night Club   4.3, Dance \'n\' Drink 2.0 and Bachelor Party 7.77. I am thinking about going   back to Girlfriend 7.0, but the uninstall does not work on this program. Once   I tried to uninstall Wife 1.0 but got this error: &quot;General Protection Fault   in module House Security. The Uninstallation will abort.&quot; Can you help   me, please?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><em>Here was the reply from   Tech Support:</em></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Re: Failed Upgrade<br>  This is a very common problem among men, but it is due mostly to a primary misconception.   Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 with the idea that Wife   1.0 is merely a UTILITIES &amp; ENTERTAINMENT program. Wife 1.0 is actually   an OPERATING SYSTEM and designed by its creator to run everything. It is unlikely   you would be able to purge Wife 1.0 and still convert back to Girlfriend 7.0.   It is impossible to uninstall, delete, or purge Wife 1.0 from the system once   installed. You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is not designed   to do this. Some have tried to install Girlfriend 8.0 or Wife 2.0 but end up   with more problems than the original system. Look in your manual under &quot;Warnings-Alimony/Child   Support;&quot; this was given to you at time of registration with Wife 1.0.   I recommend you keep Wife 1.0 and just deal with the situation. Having Wife   1.0 installed myself, I might also suggest you read the entire section regarding   General Partnership Faults (GPFs). The best course of action will be to enter   the command C:\APOLOGIZE. In fact I would suggest you use this command every   time Wife 1.0 crashes on your system. Wife 1.0 is a great program, but very   high maintenance. Consider buying additional software to improve the performance   of Wife 1.0. I recommend Flowers 2.1 and Chocolates 5.0 or Movies 4.5. Do not,   under any circumstances, install Visual Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This   is not a supported application for Wife 1.0 and is likely to cause irreversible   damage to the operating system. Recent surveys show add-ons like Visual Dress   2.0, Diamond Necklace 3.0, and A Quick Tour To Temple 1.0 are the best Third   Party tools supported by Wife 1.0 to allow it to run smoothly and effectively.<br>  Best of luck!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 123
if (ranNum == 123){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Windows 98 ads </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Multitasking: You can crash   several programs all at once. No waiting! </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Built-in Networking: You   can crash several PC`s all at once. No need to buy Novell Personal Netware or   LANtastic to crash. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Microsoft Network: Connect   with other Windows 98 users and talk about your crash experiences. Support groups   in different cities will be organized. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">PnP: Plug and Pray (that   it works) </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Multimedia: Experience the   immense sight and sound of crashing. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Compatible with existing   software: It will also crash your existing software. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Increased Productivity:   You will need to increase your budget to buy more products like RAM and HardDrives.   Better yet, get a new computer! That`s product-ivity. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">User-Friendly: Picture of   clouds </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">State of the Art: Pay for   Bill`s next bid for a work of art. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Macintosh-like: It took   Microsoft 14 years and it`s not even original. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Online Registration: Dial   into Microsoft and let them snoop around your harddrive. This will guarantee   you a place in Microsoft`s files for the rest of your life. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">MS Plus: More money for   Bill`s plus side. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Optimize: It will increase   the utilization of your hard drive and cpu so much so that you`ll end up upgrading   your system. See &quot;Increased Productivity&quot;.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 124
if (ranNum == 124){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Windows Bug </strong><br><br>  No, Windows is not a virus. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Here\'s what viruses do:   They replicate quickly - okay, Windows does that. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Viruses use up valuable   system resources, slowing down the system as they do so - okay, Windows does   that. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Viruses will, from time   to time, trash your hard disk - okay, Windows does that too. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Viruses are usually carried,   unknown to the user, along with valuable programs and systems. Sigh... Windows   does that, too. Viruses will occasionally make the user suspect their system   is too slow (see 2) and the user will buy new hardware. Yup, that\'s with Windows,   too. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Until now it seems Windows   is a virus but there are fundamental differences: Viruses are well supported   by their authors, are running on most systems, their program code is fast, compact   and efficient and they tend to become more sophisticated as they mature. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So Windows is not a virus.   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">It\'s a bug.</font></p>'); } // 125
if (ranNum == 125){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Wish Granted </strong><br><br>  A programmer was walking along the beach when he found a lamp. Upon rubbing   the lamp a genie appeared who stated </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I am the most powerful   genie in the universe. I can grant you any wish you want, but only one wish.&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The programmer pulled out   a map of the Mediterranean area and said &quot;I\'d like there to be a just and   last peace among the people in the middle east.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The genie responded, &quot;Gee,   I don\'t know. Those people have been fighting since the beginning of time. I   can do just about anything, but this is beyond my limits.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The programmer then said,   &quot;Well, I am a programmer and my programs have a lot of users. Please make   all the users satisfied with my programs, and let them ask sensible changes&quot;   </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Genie: &quot;Uh, let me   see that map again.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 126
if (ranNum == 126){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Computer Jokes :   Y3k<br> </strong><br>  Save all the info you can find regarding the Y2K problem </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">that way you\'ll be ready   for Y3K next year!<br>  </font></p>'); } // 127
if (ranNum == 127){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Silly   Sports Joke </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Why did the coach go to   the bank?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">So he could get his quarter   back.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 128
if (ranNum == 128){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : The   Best Goalkeepers </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Why do women make the best   goalkeepers?</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Because no matter what they   do or how hard they try, guys can never get the balls in.<br>  </font></p>'); } // 129
if (ranNum == 129){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : The   Cajun Wrestler </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">One day Boudreaux gets a   letter in the mail that says he\'s qualified for the Olympics in wrestling. He   and his trainer go to the Olympics, where Boudreaux beats the hell out of every   wrestler there and just has to beat the world champion for the gold. The trainer   tells Boudreaux he\'d better watch out when wrestling the champ because of his   famous move, the \'Prestole Hold.\' &quot;Ain\'t no one ever broke the Prestole   Hold,&quot; the trainer tells Boudreaux.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Next thing he knows, Boudreaux   is in the ring. He and the champ swap blows back and forth and the match is   going pretty well for Boudreaux, but suddenly, the champ has Boudreaux in the   Prestole Hold. The trainer is terribly upset: &quot;Oh, no, Boudreaux, you let   him get you in the Prestole Hold!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A few moments later, Boudreaux   rises with incredible strength and throws the champ out of the ring, thus winning   the wrestling match and taking the gold. &quot;How did you do it?&quot; asks   the trainer.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Boudreaux says, &quot;Well,   he got me in the Prestole Hold. My arms were tied and my legs were hanging over   my head and I was squinting with pain. But when I opened my eyes, I suddenly   saw these two round hairy things dangling right in front of my face...and you   don\'t know how much strength you get when you bite your own balls!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 130
if (ranNum == 130){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : The   Old Golfer </strong><br><br>  A young man who was also an avid golfer found himself with a few hours to spare   one afternoon. He figured if he hurried and played very fast, he could get in   9 holes before he had to head home. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Just as he was about to   tee off an old gentleman shuffled onto the tee and asked if he could accompany   the young man as he was golfing alone.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Not being able to say no,   he allowed the old gent to join him. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">To his surprise the old   man played fairly quickly. He didn\'t hit the ball far, but plodded along consistently   and didn\'t waste much time. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Finally, they reached the   9th fairway and the young man found himself with a tough shot. There was a large   pine tree right in front of his ball - and directly between his ball and the   green. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">After several minutes of   debating how to hit the shot the old man finally said, &quot;You know, when   I was your age I\'d hit the ball right over that tree.&quot; With that challenge   placed before him, the youngster swung hard, hit the ball up, right smack into   the top of the tree trunk and it thudded back on the ground not a foot from   where it had originally lay.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The old man offered one   more comment, &quot;Of course, when I was your age that pine tree was only 2   feet tall.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 131
if (ranNum == 131){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : The   Perfect Husband </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Several men are sitting   around in the locker room of a private club after exercising, when suddenly   a cell phone sitting on the bench rings. One of the men picks it up, and the   following conversation ensues:</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Hello?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Honey, it\'s me. Are   you at the club?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Yes.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Great! I\'m at the   mall two blocks from where you are. I just saw a beautiful mink coat. It\'s absolutely   gorgeous! Can I buy it?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What\'s the price?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Only $1,500.00.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Okay, but for that   price I want it with all the extras.&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Great! But before   we hang up, there\'s something else...&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Yes?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;It might seem like   a lot, but I was reconciling your bank account and...I stopped by the real estate   agent this morning and saw the house we looked at last year is on sale! Remember?   The one with a pool, English garden, an acre of park area, beachfront property...&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;How much are they   asking?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Only $450,000...a   magnificent price...and I see that we have that much in the bank...&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Well, then, go ahead   and buy it, but only bid $420,000. Okay?&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Okay, sweetie...Thanks!   I\'ll see you later! I love you!&quot;</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Bye...&quot; The man   hangs up, closes the phone flap, and yells, &quot;Hey, does anybody know whose   phone this is?&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 132
if (ranNum == 132){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : The   Saints </strong><br><br>  The divorce judge asked little Johnny which parent he wanted to live with. Little   Johnny replied, &quot;Not my daddy, he beats me...Not my mommy, either; she   beats me, too.&quot; Little Johnny thought for a minute, then exclaimed, &quot;I   know! I want to live with the New Orleans Saints! They don\'t beat anybody!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 133
if (ranNum == 133){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : They   won Premier league </strong><br><br>  A naval boiler stoker goes to Hell. The Devil comes up to him on the first day,   and sees him smiling. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What are you so happy   about?&quot; says Lucifer. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;I just love it here.   Its like a spring day in the boiler room.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The Devil walks off angry,   and decides to get him. &quot;I\'ll turn the heat all the way up. That\'ll show   him.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The next day, The Devil   checks back with our hero, only to find him happy once again. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What now?&quot; says   the Evil one. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;This heat is great!   Reminds me of a summer day in the boiler room.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The Devil realises that   he has been going about it all wrong. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Tomorrow I\'m going   to make it colder than a Siberian winter.&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">He returns the next day   to find the stoker shivering and blue, but grinning from ear to ear. </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;What could you possibly   have to be happy about?&quot; </font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;It\'s pretty obvious,   isn\'t it?&quot; replied the stoker. &quot;Manchester City must have won the   Premier League!&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 134
if (ranNum == 134){document.write('<p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><strong>Sports Jokes : Three   Golfers </strong></font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Three impressive-looking   Jewish men with beards are out playing golf one day. The first hits the ball   very hard and long, but it hooks and goes into a lake. &quot;That\'s okay,&quot;   he sighs. Then he raises his driver, parts the water, and walks across the dry   lake bed to hit the ball onto the green.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The second hooks one toward   the lake, where it floats gently on the surface. The second golfer walks over   on top of the water to hit the ball onto the green.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Finally the oldest man advances   to the tee and strikes his ball with a mighty swing. This ball also hooks, and   it lands on a lily pad in the middle of the lake. Very soon a large bird picks   up the ball, carries it over the green, and drops it into the hole.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Quit your frowning,   Moses,&quot; said the second golfer to the first.</font></p><p><font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">&quot;Yeah, but Jesus,&quot;   the first golfer calmly replies, &quot; this is exactly why I don\'t like playing   golf with your Father.&quot;<br>  </font></p>'); } // 135
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