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bapu


I thought the last page would NEVER end.

I patiently, gently, and lovingly guided it to 670. (it seemed to be waiting for the latest update of Nagbap). 

in 24 more posts.

 Well top of the mornin' to ya!!!!!!! :)))-( notice the triple chin)....or should that be top of the mournin'?

I like ducks.



(duck wings, duck kabob, duck curry etc.....)

I like Ducks too...

No need to MM, a picture tells a 1000 words (or less).

Paddy & Murphy are working on a building site.
Paddy says to Murphy 'Im gonna have the day off, I'm gonna pretend I'm mad!'

He climbs up the rafters , hangs upside down & shouts 'I'M A LIGHTBULB! I'M A LIGHTBULB!'

Murphy watches in amazement!

The Foreman shouts 'Paddy you're mad, go home.'

So he leaves the site.

Murphy starts packing his kit up to leave as well.

'Where the hell are you going?' asks the Foreman.

'I cant work in the friggin dark! ' says Murphy.

2fer....

Three Irishmen, Paddy, Sean and Seamus, were stumbling home from the pub late one night and found themselves on the road which led past the old graveyard.
"Come have a look over here," says Paddy, "It's Michael O'Grady's grave, God bless his soul. He lived to the ripe old age of 87."
"That's nothing," says Sean. "Here's one named Patrick O'Toole, it says here that he was 95 when he died."
Then Seamus yells out, "Good God, here's a fella that got to be 145!"
"What was his name?" asks Paddy.
Seamus stumbles around a bit, awkwardly lights a match to see what else is written on the stone marker, and exclaims, "Miles, from Dublin."

I'm a lurkin'
(while werkin')
(i'm not jerkin')
(you) 






..... off?

Only 30 more to hit 700.

why are we STILL on this stinking page?????