Archive for May, 2009

While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked stone & scratched lines on the side of the car.

In anger, the man took the child’s hand & hit it many times, not realizing he was using a wrench.

At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures. When the child say his father….
with painful eyes he asked ‘Dad when will my fingers grow back?’

Man was so hurt and speechless.. He went back to car and kicked it a lot of times.
Devastated by his own actions…… sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches, child had written ‘LOVE YOU DAD’.
The next day that man committed suicide.. . .

Anger and Love have no limits; choose the latter to have a beautiful & lovely life….

Things are to be used and people are to be loved,
But the problem in today’s world is that,

On your way home from work, stop at your pharmacy and go to the thermometer

section and purchase a rectal thermometer made by Johnson and Johnson

Be very sure you get this brand. When you get home, lock your doors, draw

the curtains and disconnect the phone so you will not be disturbed.

Change into very comfortable clothing and sit in your favourite chair. Open

the package and remove the thermometer. Now, carefully place it on a table

or a surface so that it will not become chipped or broken.

Now the fun part begins. Take out the literature from the box and read it

carefully. You will notice that in small print there is a statement:

“Every Rectal Thermometer made by Johnson & Johnson is personally tested and then sanitized”.

Now, close your eyes and repeat out loud five times,” I am so glad I do not work in the thermometer quality control at Johnson & Johnson.”

HAVE A NICE DAY AND REMEMBER, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE ELSE WITH A JOB THAT IS MORE OF A PAIN IN THE  **BUTT** THAN YOURS!*

Good one

The phone rings. The lady of the house answers, “Yes?”

“Mrs. Ward, please.”

“Speaking”

“Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing Laboratory. When your Doctor sent your husband’s samples to the lab, the samples from another Mr. Ward were sent as well and we are now uncertain which one is your husband’s. Frankly, it is either bad or terrible.”
» Read more: Confusion..good one!!!

As  I got up today, I felt the smell of fresh coffee. I woke up to see a cup of coffee with some biscuits kept at my bedside table. This reminded me of home. The old school and college days, when mumma used to wake me up by serving a steaming cup of coffee. The aroma, the taste, so refreshing, still so fresh in my memories.

A sudden thought hit me, “I was in bed, so who prepared this coffee for me? Is it a dream?” I pinched myself and that hurts, which meant I was not dreaming. I walked out of the room with the cup of coffee, in search of my roommate. I asked her whether she prepared that for me, and the answer was YES.
» Read more: I am Sorry MOM