One liner:  Disk Full - Press F1 to belch. 

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  Credit:  Twil Doe...  where she received, I dunno..
 
   A pregnant woman walks into a bank, and lines up at the first available
   teller. Just at that moment the bank gets robbed and she is shot three
   times in the stomach. She gets rushed to the hospital where she gets fixed 
   up.
    
   As she leaves she asks the doctor about her baby. The doctor says "You're
   going to have triplets. They're fine, but each one has a bullet lodged in
   its stomach. Don't worry though, the bullets will pass through their system
   through normal metabolism."
    
   As time goes on the woman has three children. Two girls and a boy. Twelve
   years later, one of the girls comes up to her mother and says, "Mommy,
   I've done a very weird thing!"  Her mother asks her what happened and her
   daughter replies "I passed a bullet into the toilet."  The woman comforts 
   her and explains all about the incident at the bank. 
    
   Few weeks later, her other daughter comes up to her with tears streaming
   from her eyes. "Mommy, I've done a very bad thing!" the mother says, "Let me
   guess. You passed a bullet into the toilet, right?"  The daughter looks
   up from her teary eyes and says, "Yes. How did you know?"  The mother
   comforts her child and explains about the incident at the bank.
    
   A month later the boy comes up and says, "Mommy, I've done a very bad
   thing!"
 
   "You passed a bullet into the toilet, right?" 

   "No, I was masturbating and I shot the dog"
   
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 From: snapshot@sd.cybernex.net

 	It was George the Mailman's last day on the job after 35 years of
 carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood.  When
 he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family
 there, who roundly and soundly congratulated him and sent him on his way with
 a tidy gift envelope.

 	At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars.

 	The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures.

 	At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful
 woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him
 through the door (which she closed behind him), and led him up the stairs to
 the bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever
 experienced. When he had had enough they went downstairs, where she fixed him
 a giant breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and
 fresh-squeezed orange juice.  When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup
 of steaming coffee.
   	As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup's 
bottom edge. "All this was just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what's the 
dollar for?"

 	"Well," she said, "last night, I told my husband that today would be
 your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him
 what to give you. He said, 'Fuck him. Give him a dollar.' The breakfast was my
 idea."