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Meaning of Family

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?

Pass this on to everyone that you care about.
I just did to you.


Red roses were her favorites,
her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them,
tied with pretty bows.
The year he died,
the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, 'Be my Valentine',
like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses,
and the note would always say,
'I love you even more this year,
than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow,
with every passing year.'
She knew this was the last time
that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses
in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early,
way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy,
everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems,
and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase
beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours,
in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
and the roses sitting there.
A year went by,
and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour,
as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses,
sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in,
and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone,
to call the florist shop.
The owner answered,
and she asked him,
if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her,
causing her such pain?
'I know your husband passed away,
more than a year ago,'
The owner said, 'I knew you'd call,
and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today,
were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead,
he left nothing to chance.
There is a standing order,
that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance,
you'll get them every year.

There also is another thing,
that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.
Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be sent,
to you the following year.'
She thanked him and hung up the phone,
her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking,
as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw
that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence,
this is what he wrote...
'Hello my love,
I know it's been a year since I've been gone, I hope it hasn't been too
hard for you to overcome.
I know it must be lonely,
and the pain is very real.
Or if it was the other way,
I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything
so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say,
you were the perfect wife.
You were my friend and lover,
you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year,
but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy,
even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will
be sent to you for years.
When you get these roses,
think of all the happiness,
That we had together,
and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.
Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered,
when the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day,
in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit,
he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place,
where I've instructed him.
And place the roses where we are,
together once again.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just
waiting for you to open it.
This is Forever Friendship.


Don't you ever laugh as the hearse goes by,
For you may be the next to die.

They wrap you up in a big white sheet
From your head down to your feet

They put you in a big black box
And cover you up with dirt and rocks

All goes well for about a week,
Then your coffin begins to leak.

The worms crawl in, The worms crawl out,
The worms play pinochle on your snout.

They eat your eyes, They eat your nose,
They eat the jelly between your toes.

A big green worm with rolling eyes,
Crawls in your Stomach and out your eyes.

Your stomach turns a slimy green,
And pus pours out like whipping cream.

You spread it on a slice of bread,
And that's what you eat when your are dead.

A young woman in town married a man from another part of the country. He was a nice fellow, And they got along pretty well together. There was only one problem.Every night he'd go swimming in the river.Sometimes he'd be gone all night long, And she would complain about how lonely she was.

This couple had 2 young sons. As soon as the boys could walk, their father began teaching them how to swim. And when they got to be old enough, He took them swimming in the river at night. Often they would stay there all night long, And the young woman would stay home all by herself.

After a while. She began to act in a strange way at least, that is what the neighbors said. She told them that her husband was turning into an alligator.and that he was trying to turn the boys in to alligators.

Everybody told her that there was nothing wrong with a man taking his sons swimming. That was a natural thing to do. And when it came to alligators, There just weren't any nearby. Everybody knew that.

Early one morning the young woman came running into Tom from the direction of the river.She was soaking wet. She said a big alligator and 2 smaller ones had pulled her in and tried to get her to eat a raw fish. They were her husband and 2 sons, she said, and they wanted her to live with them, But she had gotten away.

Her doctor decided she had lost her mind, And he had her out in a hospital for a while. After that no one saw her husband and boys again . They just disappeared.

But now and then a fisherman would tell about seeing alligators in the river at night. Usually it was 1 big one and 2 smaller ones. But people said that they were just making it up. Everybody knows they are no alligators around here....


A wealthy man wanted to go hunting in a part of northern Canada where few people had ever hunted. He traveled to a trading post and tried to find a guide to take him. But no one would do it. It was too dangerous, They said.

Finally, He found an Indian who needed money badly, and he agreed to take him. The Indian's name was DeFago.

They made camp in the snow near a large frozen lake. For 3 days they hunted. But they had nothing to show for it. The third night a windstorm came up. They lay in their tents listening to the wind howling and the trees whipping back and forth.

To see the storm better, The hunter opened the tent flap. What he saw startled him. There wasn't a breath of air, stirring, and the trees were standing perfectly still. Yet he could hear the wind howling. And the more he listened, the more it sounded as if it were calling DeFago's name.

Da-faaaaago!. it called. Da-faaaago.
I must be losing my mind, the hunter thought to himself. But Defago had gotten out of his sleeping bag. He was huddled in a corner of the tent, his head buried in his arms. "What's this all about?" The hunter asked."It's nothing." Defago replied. But the wind continued to call him. And DeFago became more tense and restless.

De-Faaaaago! it called. Da-faaaa-go! Suddenly, he jumped to his feet, and he began to run from the tent. But the hunter grabbed him and wrestled him to the ground. "you can't leave me out here," the hunter shouted. Then the wind called again, and DeFago broke loose and ran into the darkness. The hunter could hear him screaming as he went. Again and again he cried, "Oh, my fiery feet, my burning feet of fire..." Then his voice faded away, and the wind died down.

At day break, The hunter followed Defago's tracks in the snow. They went through the woods, Down towards the lake, Then out onto the ice.

But soon he noticed something strange. The steps DeFago had taken got longer and longer. They were so long no human being could have taken them. It was as if something had helped him to hurry away.

The Hunter followed the tracks out to the middle of the lake, but there they disappeared. At first, He thought that DeFago had fallen through the ice, But there wasn't any hole. Then he thought that something had pulled him off the ice into the sky. But that made no sense. As he stood wondering what had happened, The wind picked up again. Soon it was howling as it had the night before. Then he heard DeFago's voice. It was coming from up above, and again he heard DeFago screaming, "My Fiery feet, my burning feet,.." But there was nothing to be seen.

Now the hunter wanted to leave that place as fast as he could. He went back to camp and packed. Then he left some food for DeFago, and he started out. Weeks later he reached civilization.

The Following year he went back to hunt in that area again. He went to the same trading post to look for a guide. The people there could not explain what happened to DeFago that night. But they had not seen him since then.

"Maybe it was the Wendigo," one of them said. And he laughed. "It's supposed to come with the wind. It drags you along at great speed until your feet re burned away, and more of you than that. Then it carried you in to the sky, and it drops you. It's just a crazy story, But that's what some of the Indians say."

A few days later the hunter was at the trading post again. An Indian came in and sat by the fire. He had a blanket wrapped around him, and he wore his hat so that you couldn't see his face. The hunter thought there was something familiar about him.

he walked over and he asked,"are you DeFago?"
The Indian didn't answer.
"Do you know anything about him?"
No Answer.
He began to wonder if something was wrong, If the man needed help. But he couldn't see his face. "Are you all right?"
No answer.
To get a look at him, he lifted the Indian's hat. Then he screamed. There was nothing under the hat but a pile of ashes.


A widow lived alone on the top floor of an apartment house. One morning her telephone rang.
"Hello," she said.
"This is the viper," a man voice said. "I'm coming up."
Somebody is fooling around, she thought, and hung up.

A half-hour later the telephone rang again. It was the same man.

"It's the viper," said the man, "I will be up soon."
The widow didn't know what to think, But she was getting scared.
Once more the telephone rang. Again it was the Viper. "I'm coming up now," he said.
She quickly called the police. They said they would be Right over. When the door bell rang, She sighed with relief. They here she thought.
But when she opened the door, there stood a little old man with a bucket and cloth. "I am the Viper," he said. "I vish to vipe the vindows."


AN Old man was out for a walk. When a storm came up, He looked for a place to take shelter. He ran up on the porch and knocked on the door, But nobody answer.

By now rain was pouring down, Thunder was booming, and lightning was flashing. So he tried the door. When he found it was unlocked, So he went inside.

Except for a pile of wooden boxes, The house was empty. He broke up some of the boxes and made a fire with them.Then he sat down in front of the fire & dried himself. It was so warm and cozy that he fell asleep. When he woke up a black cat was sitting near the fire. It stared at him for awhile.The it purred. That's a nice cat, he thought, and he dozed off again.

When he opened his eyes, there was second cat in the room. But this one was as big as a wolf. It looked at him very closely, And it asked, "Shall we do it now?"
"No," Said the other cat. "Let's wait till Martin comes."

I must be dreaming thought the man. He closed his eyes again. Then he took another look. But now there was a third cat in the room, And this one was as big as a tiger. It looked the old man over, and it asked, " Shall we do it now?"
"No." said the others, "Let's wait till Martin comes."

The old man jumped up, Jumped out the window and started running. "When Martin comes, you tell him I Couldn't wait," he man said.

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