Where do worms get their mail? At the compost office by Nature noodles (Rob collinet)

not sure this is fun anymore....to be fun... Price check on Runescape Items Ever wonder how much an Addy Scimi can be bought or sold for on the open player market? Ever wonder if what you're being asked to pay for an item is way too much, and you're being ripped off? Check out the updated pricing list on the Miniclip forums. This is where I go to figure out my sale prices when I create a mess of arrows and axes and scimitars and go world-hopping to sell my wares and build up my cash balance: http://www.leadrpg.com/index.php?cPath=32_33 by leadrpg

A doctor got a call from a very excited woman, "My son just swallowed the aspirins, what shall I do?" He replied, "Give him a headache, what else?" by doc

A police officer stopped a motorist who was speeding down Main Street. "But officer," the man began "I can explain." "Just be quiet," snapped the officer. "I'm going to let you cool your heels in jail until the chief gets back." "But, officer, I just wanted to say," "And I said to keep quiet! You're going to jail!" A few hours later the officer looked in on his prisoner and said, "Lucky for you that the chief's at his daughter's wedding... He'll be in a good mood when he gets back." "Don't count on it," answered the fellow in the cell. "I'm the groom." by police

Junior had just received his brand new drivers license. To celebrate, the whole family trooped out to the driveway and climbed into the car for his inaugural drive. Dad immediately headed to the back seat, directly behind the newly minted driver. "I'll bet you're back there to get a change of scenery after all those months of sitting in the front passenger seat teaching me how to drive," said the beaming boy to his old man. "Nope," came dad's reply, "I'm gonna sit back here and kick the back of your seat while you drive, just like you have been doing to me for sixteen years." by Frm lots of jokes.com

Rich texans are fabled for their grand style but when one oil tycoon appeared at a local golf course followed by a servant pulling a foam-cushioned chaise-lounge, his opponents thought that was taking style too far. "J.R., are you going to make that poor caddie lug that couch all over the course after you?" he was asked. "Caddie, my eye," explained J.R. "That's my psychiatrist." by sport2