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This BLOG thingie doesn't seem to be working for me. Maybe not too many people on this site check out the BLOGs? Who knows. I'll take a stab at a little levity to see if that attracts any more attention. Remember, I'm making my new web site, so you can check it out at: duckclub.friendpages.com
OK, here's the joke of the day:
A baby was born so advanced in development that he
could talk. He looked around the delivery room and saw
the doctor. "Are you my doctor?" he asked.
"Why, yes, I am," said the doctor.
The baby said, "Thank you for taking such good care of
me during the birth."
He looked at his mother and asked, "Are you my
"Yes, dear, I am," said the mother beaming.
"Thank you for taking such good care of me before I
was born," he said.
He then looked at his father and asked, "Are you my
"Yes, I am," his father proudly answered.
The baby motioned him closer, and then poked him
repeatedly on the forehead with his index finger.
"Hurts, doesn't it!"