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Anvil    Posted 08-20-2004 at 05:44:45       [Reply]  [No Email]
A mama mole, a papa mole, and a baby mole all live in a little mole hole.

One day the papa mole sticks his head out of the hole, sniffs the air and says, "Yum! I smell maple syrup!" The mama mole sticks her head out of the hole, sniffs the air and says "Yum! I smell honey!".

The baby mole tries to stick his head out of the hole to sniff the air, but can't because the bigger moles are in the way so he says, "Geez, all I can smell is molasses.
Hammerin on Anvil

Ron/PA    Posted 08-20-2004 at 07:23:53       [Reply]  [No Email]
Seems to me, that this brings to light the social injustice in our world. Perhaps with a bit of help from the greedy money grubbing farmer, these poor moles could have afforded a mole hole big enough to supply the baby mole with his own scent of honey or syrup. But NOOOO! The downtrodden moles with no help from society are forced to live a life that will one day, leave the baby mole on Oprah, or Springer wailing about the poor start he had in life, and the abuses of being from the underclass. Widening the gap between the haves and have not's surely this mole is destined to a life of dealing drugs, and living a life of crime, until one day the long claws of the cat law, will no doubt end his crime spree, by providing capital punishment in a swift fashion. That's one social injustice,
The larger and more important crime against humanity is found in a reply to this tragic post,
While the polish twins are drinking fine vodka, I'm forced to sit here consuming my morning ration of Wheaties drowned in Old Milwaukee! Life just ain't fair! Somedays I think I'd rather be smelling molasses,,, Mebbe tomorrow.

Len....NY    Posted 08-20-2004 at 12:10:01       [Reply]  [No Email]
Hey Ron/Pa. Reading thru your discourse on mole mistreatment,LOL, when got to the part about cereal & beer I had me a genuine flashback. Oh to be able to reclaim some of my misspent youth.Ha! what a journey its been.

Chad K    Posted 08-20-2004 at 06:05:40       [Reply]  [No Email]
I'll contribute one....

A man walks into a bar and orders a glass of Polish vodka. As the bartender slides the drink to the patron, a man sitting next to him remarks, "That's a coincidence, I, too, am enjoying a Polish vodka. Since

I arrived from the old country, this is the only bar in which I have found it."

To which the first replies, "Old country, I'm from the old country. Let me buy you another!"

As the drinks are being poured, one of the men asks, "What part of the old country are you from?"

"Krakow," replies the other. "This is weird," says the first, "I, too, am from Krakow! Let's get another shot."

After the new round arrives, the first asks, "So, pal, what did you do back in Krakow?'

"Not much, really, I came here right out of high school. I graduated from Lech Walesa Technical Academy in '81."

"This is eerie," replies the other, "I'm Welesa Tech, '81. Let's get another shot." But the bartender says, "Slow down fellas, I gotta make a call."

The bartender calls his wife and tells her that he'll be late getting home. When she inquires as to the cause, he replies, "Oh, the friggin' Liszjewski twins are here again."

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