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  • 20-01-2004 1:38pm
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    An extremely modest man was in the hospital for a series of tests, the last of which had left his bodily systems extremely upset. Upon making several false alarm trips to the bathroom, he decided the latest episode was another and stayed put. He suddenly filled his bed with diarrhea and was embarrassed beyond his ability to remain rational.

    In a complete loss of composure he jumped out of bed, gathered up the bed sheets, and threw them out the hospital window.

    A drunk was walking by the hospital when the sheets landed on him. He started yelling, cursing, and swinging his arms violently trying to get the unknown things off, and ended up with the soiled sheets in a tangled pile at his feet.

    As the drunk stood there, usteady on his feet, staring down at the sheets, a hospital security guard (barely containing his laughter) who had watched the whole incident walked up and asked, "What the heck is going on here?"

    The drunk, still staring down replied: "I think I just beat the **** out of a ghost."

    ___________________________________________________________________
    I walked into a public toilet at The Canberra Centre where I found two cubicles, of which one was already occupied. So I entered the other one, closed the door, dropped my dacks and sat down.
    A voice came from the cubicle next to me: "G'day mate, how are you going?"

    I thought it a bit strange but not wanting to be rude I replied "Yeah, not too bad thanks."

    After a short pause, I heard the voice again "So, what are you up to mate?"

    Again I answered, somewhat relucxtantly it must be said. Unsure what to say, I replied "Amm, just having a quick poo. How about yourself?"

    I then heard the voice for the third time ..... "Sorry mate, I'll have to call you back. I've got some dickhead in the loo next to me answering everything I say."

    _____________________________________________________-
    1 Bob Smith, my assistant programmer, can always be found
    2 hard at work in his cubicle. Bob works independently, without
    3 wasting company time talking to colleagues. Bob never
    4 thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and he always
    5 finishes given assignments on time. Often he takes extended
    6 measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee
    7 breaks. Bob is a dedicated individual who has absolutely no
    8 vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound
    9 knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Bob can be
    10 classed as a high-caliber employee, the type which cannot be
    11 dispensed with. Consequently, I duly recommend that Bob be
    12 promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be
    13 executed as soon as possible.
    Addendum:

    That idiot was standing over my shoulder while I wrote the report sent to you earlier today. Kindly re-read only the odd numbered lines.


    Thanks,


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