JOKES for your STRESS*

Life. What a ride. We are always having to figure things out, just when we think we already had them figured out! Some days, I just look at myself in the mirror and say, “what is next?” That is one of the reasons I started this blog. I wanted to be able to come to my blog, when I was in one of “those moods,” and laugh at all the jokes I collected. I hope that when you are having one of those days, you will come by and laugh with me. I figure life is toooo short to waste getting upset over everything, so I would rather take it on with a smile! Hope you enjoy looking over this blog. And…..

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Believe in Yourself;

Luisa Doraz

LOT’S OF JOKES….and MORE*

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A friend asked a gentleman how it is that he never married? Replied the gentleman, “Well, I guess I just never met the right woman … I guess I’ve been looking for the perfect girl.”
“Oh, come on now,” said the friend, “Surely you have met at least on girl that you wanted to marry.”“Yes, there was one girl .. once. I guess she was the one perfect girl.The only perfect girl I really ever met. She was just the right everything .. I really mean that she was the
perfect girl for me.”“Well, why didn’t you marry her,” asked the friend.“She was looking for the perfect man,” he said.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS*

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CHRISTMAS SPIRIT*

Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.

“In honor of this Holy season,” Saint Peter said, “you must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.”

The first man fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. “It represents a candle,” he said.

“You may pass through the pearly gates,” Saint Peter said.

The second man reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, “they’re bells.

Saint Peter said, “You may pass through the pearly gates.”

The third man started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women’s panties. St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, “And just what do those symbolize?”

The man replied, “These are Carols.”

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Saving money on Christmas decorations this year…….

Look at the house on the right.

An old man gets on a crowded bus and no one gives him a seat. As the bus shakes and rattles, the old man’s cane slips on the floor and he falls.

As he gets up, a seven-year-old kid, sitting nearby, turns to him and says, “If you put a little rubber thingy on the end of your stick, it wouldn’t slip.”

The old man snaps back, “Well, if your daddy did the same thing seven years ago, I would have a seat today.”

Luisa Doraz

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CALIFORNIA TURKEY….. CARTOON*

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DORAZ SAYS…BELIEVE IN YOURSELF

FUNNY CARTOON for THANKSGIVING FUN*

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DORAZ SAYS…BELIEVE IN YOURSELF

NOVEMBER MADNESS*

LOTS OF JOKES ON THIS BLOG FOR THANKSGIVING IN THE ARCHIVES OF NOVEMBER 2008………. HAVE SOME FUN AND COME FOR A VISIT* DON’T FORGET TO VISIT MY OTHER BLOG WHERE I POST DAILY JOKES AND LOTS OF OTHER STUFF* ……….. DORAZ SAYS …………HAPPY NOVEMBER!

HALLOWEEN JOKES*

LOTS OF JOKES ON THIS BLOG FOR HALLOWEEN IN THE ARCHIVES. HAVE SOME SPOOKY FUN!

A LIFETIME OF SMILES*

“MAY YOUR TROUBLES BE LESS, YOUR BLESSINGS MORE, AND MAY NOTHING BUT HAPPINESS, COME THROUGH YOUR DOOR.”

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Happiness…

The angel asked, “You aren’t happy. How can I help you?”

The poet replied, “I have everything. But I lack only one thing. Can you give it to me?”

To which the angel happily said, “Sure. I can give you anything you desired.”

The poet stared right into the angel’s eyes, “I want happiness.”

“All right,” the angel nodded. And the angel proceed to take away everything the poet possessed. The angel took away the poet’s talent, destroyed his looks, robbed his riches and killed his wife. The angel then left for heaven.

A month later, the angel appeared in front of the poet. The poet was lying on the ground, half dead, hungry and struggling for survival. The angel then returned him everything he once possessed and left for heaven again.

Two weeks later, the angel paid a visit to the poet. This time, the poet, together with his wife, thanked the angel profusely. He finally found happiness.