Thursday 28 June 2007

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Three semesters after adopting the sexual identity, Amanda Oppel, a junior women's-studies major at Oberlin College, abruptly dropped her highly politicized lesbian stance Monday.

"I just need to focus on different priorities right now," said Oppel, 20. "I'm graduating next year, and my dad's not going to foot the bill forever." She also alluded to "maybe going back east to get an MBA."
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Tuesday 26 June 2007

Subject: An Italian Boy's Confession
* "Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose woman."
**The priest asks, "Is that you, little Johnny Parisi?"
**"Yes, Father, it is."
**"And who was the woman you were with?"
**"I can't tell you, Father, I don't want to ruin her reputation."
**"Well, Johnny, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later, so you may as well tell me now.
**Was it Tina Minetti?" "I cannot say.
**"Was it Teresa Volpe?" "I'll never tell.
"**"Was it Nina Capelli?" "I'm sorry, but I cannot name her."
**"Was it Cathy Piriano?" "My lips are sealed."
**"Was it Rosa Di Angelo, then?"
**"Please, Father, I cannot tell you."
**The priest sighs in frustration. "You're very tight lipped, Johnny Parisi, and I admire that. But you've sinned and have to atone. You cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. Now you go and behave yourself."
**Johnny walks back to his pew, and his friend Nino slides over and whispers, "What'd you get?"
"Four months vacation and five good leads!"

Saturday 2 June 2007

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A blonde went to an appliance store sale and found a bargain. "I would like to buy this TV," she told the salesman.
"Sorry, we don't sell to blondes," he replied.
She hurried home and dyed her hair, then came back and again told the salesman, "I would like to buy this TV."
"Sorry, we don't sell to blondes," he replied.
"Darn, he recognized me," she thought.
She went for a complete disguise this time: a brown curly wig, big baggy clothes, and big sunglasses. Then she waited a few days before she approached the salesman again and said, "I would like to buy this TV."
"Sorry, we don't sell to blondes," he replied.
Frustrated, she exclaimed, "How do you know I'm a blonde?"
"Because that's a microwave," he replied.

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