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Wal-Mart announced that sometime in 2009, it would begin offering
customers a new discount item: Wal-Mart's own brand of wine. The
world's largest retail chain is rumored to be teaming up with Ernest
& Julio Gallo Winery of California to produce the spirits at an
affordable price - in the $2 to $5 range.
Wine connoisseurs may not be inclined to put a bottle of the Wal-Mart
brand into their shopping carts, but "There is a market for inexpensive
wine," said Kathy Micken, Professor of Marketing at the University of
Arkansas , Bentonville. "However, branding will be very important."
Customer surveys were conducted to determine the most attractive name
for the Wal-Mart wine brand. The top surveyed names in order of
popularity were:
10. Chateau Traileur Parc
9. White Trashfindel
8. Big Red Gulp
7. World Championship Riesling
6. NASCARbernet
5. Chef Boyardeaux
4. Peanut Noir
3. I Can't Believe it's not Vinegar
2. Grape Expectations
1. Nasti Spumante
The beauty of Wal-Mart wine is that it can be served with either white meat (Possum) or red meat (Squirrel).
P.S. Don't bother writing back that this is a hoax. I know possum is not a white meat...
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DISCLAIMER: This is from the dad's comment: This is my 7 year old son who had an extra tooth removed last summer, 2008. I had the camera because he was so nervous before I wanted him to see before and after. He was so out of it after, I h...
it has like 2,489,000++ views... woah!!
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A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, 'Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get started.'
Her boyfriend asks, 'What is it supposed to be when it's finished?'
The blonde says, 'According to the picture on the box, it's a rooster.'
Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle.
She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table.
He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to
her and says,
'First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to
assemble these pieces into anything resembling a rooster.'
He takes her hand and says, 'Second, I want you to relax. Let's have a nice cup of tea, and then ...' he said with a deep sigh,. .. . .. . . .
'Let's put all the pieces back in the http://tinyurl.com/bra94r box.'
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Got a freakin' call center...it was in Pakistan.
They got all excited and asked
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A father, son and grandson went to the country club for their weekly
round of golf. Just as they reached the first tee, a beautiful young
blonde woman carrying her bag of clubs approached them.
She explained that the member who brought her to the club for a round
of golf had an emergency that called him away and asked the trio
whether she could join them.
Naturally, the guys all agreed.
Smiling,the blonde thanked them and said, 'Look, fellows, I work in a
topless bar as a dancer, so nothing shocks me anymore. If any of you
want to smoke cigars, have a beer, bet, swear, tell off-color stories
or do anything that you normally do when playing a round together, go
ahead.
But, I enjoy playing golf, consider myself pretty good at it, so don't try to coach me on how to play my shots.'
With that the guys agreed to relax and invited her to drive first.
All eyes were fastened on her shapely behind as she bent to place her
ball on the tee. She then took her driver and hit the ball 270 yards
down the middle, right in front of the green.
The father's mouth was agape. 'That was beautiful,' he said.
The blonde put her driver away and said, 'I really didn't get into it, and I faded it a little.'
After the three guys hit their drives and their second shots, the
blonde took out an eight iron and lofted the ball within five feet of
the hole. (She was closest to the pin.)
The son said, 'Damn, lady, you played that perfectly.'
The blonde frowned and said, 'It was a little weak, but even an easy
seven would have been too much club. I've left a tricky little putt.'
She then tapped in the five-footer for a birdie.
Having the honors, she drove first on the second hole, knocked the heck
out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 yards away smack in the
middle of the fairway.
For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued to amaze the
guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par or less on every hole.
When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was three under par,
and had a very nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for a par.
She turned to the three guys and said, 'I really want to thank you all
for not acting like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me what club to
use or how to play a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'd really
like to break 70 on this course.
If any one of you can tell me how to make par on this hole I'll take
him back to my apartment, pour some 35-year-old Single Malt Strath Mill
Scotch in him, fix him a steak dinner and then show him a very good
time the rest of the night.'
The yuppie son jumped at the thought! He strolled across the green,
carefully eyeing the line of the putt and finally said, 'Honey, aim
about 6 inches to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will get
over that little hump and break right into the cup.'
The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putter as a plumb.
'Don't listen to the kid, darlin', you want to hit it softly 10 inches
to the right and let it run left down that little hogback, so it falls
into the cup.'
The old gray-haired grandfather walked over to the blonde's ball,
picked it up and handed it to her and said, 'That's a gimme,
sweetheart.'
The blonde smiled and said, 'Your car or mine?'
OLD AGE AND TREACHERY
WILL OVERCOME
YOUTH AND SKILL
EVERY TIME!
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Subject: Sick Leave
I urgently needed a few days off work, but, I knew the Boss would not allow me to take leave.
I thought that maybe if I acted "Crazy"
Then he would tell me to take a few days off.
So, I hung upside-down on the ceiling and made funny noises.
My co-worker (who's blonde) asked me what I was doing.
I told her that I was pretending to be a light bulb, So the Boss might think I was "Crazy" and give me a few days off.
A few minutes later the Boss came into the office and asked, "What in the name of good GOD are you doing?"
I told him I was a light bulb.
He said, "You are clearly stressed out."
Go home and recuperate for a couple of days."
I jumped down and walked out of the office...
When my co-worker (the blonde) followed me, the Boss asked her, "..And where do you think you're going?"
She said, "I'm going home too. I can't work in the dark.
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