Post by aero on Jan 16, 2012 10:22:17 GMT -5
My cousin sent me this.
Wishing you a Happy New Year!!!
As we progress through to the end of 2011, I want to thank you for your
educational e-mails over the past year. I am totally screwed up now and
have little chance of recovery.
I can no longer open a bathroom door without using a paper towel, nor
let the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying
about the bacteria on the lemon peel.
I can't sit down on a hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what
has happened on it since it was last washed.
I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because
the number one pastime while driving alone is picking one's nose.
Eating a little snack sends me on a guilt trip because I can only
imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years.
I can't touch any woman's handbag for fear she has placed it on the
floor of a public toilet.
I MUST SEND MY SPECIAL THANKS for the email about rat poo in the glue
on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope
that needs sealing.
ALSO, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same
reason.
I can't have a drink in a bar because I fear I'll wake up in a bathtub
full of ice with my kidneys gone.
I can't eat at KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant
freaks with no eyes, feet or feathers.
I can't use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water
buffalo on a hot day.
THANKS TO YOU I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I
forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five
minutes.
BECAUSE OF YOUR CONCERN, I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can
remove toilet stains.
I no longer buy fuel without taking someone along to watch the car, so
a serial killer doesn't crawl in my back seat when I'm filling up.
I no longer use Cling Wrap in the microwave because it causes seven
different types of cancer.
AND THANKS FOR LETTING ME KNOW I can't boil a cup of water in the
microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face, disfiguring me
for life.
I no longer go to the cinema because I could be pricked with a needle
infected with AIDS when I sit down.
I no longer go to shopping centers because someone will drug me with a
perfume sample and rob me.
And I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a
number for which I will get a huge phone bill with calls to Jamaica ,
Uganda , Singapore and Uzbekistan .
THANKS TO YOU I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big black
snake could be lurking under the seat and cause me instant death when
it bites my butt.
AND THANKS TO YOUR GREAT ADVICE I can't ever pick up a dime coin
dropped in the car park because it was probably placed there by a sex
molester waiting to grab me as I bend over.
I can't do any gardening because I'm afraid I'll get bitten by the
Violin Spider and my hand will fall off.
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70
minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 p.m.
tomorrow afternoon, and the fleas from 120 camels will infest your
back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because
it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor’s ex mother-
in-law's second husband's cousin's best friend's beautician . .
Oh, and by the way.....
A German scientist from Argentina , after a lengthy study, has
discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their
e-mails with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.
P. S. I now keep my toothbrush in the living room, because I was told
by e-mail that water splashes over 6 ft. out of the toilet.
NOW YOU HAVE YOURSELF A VERY GOOD DAY
Wishing you a Happy New Year!!!
As we progress through to the end of 2011, I want to thank you for your
educational e-mails over the past year. I am totally screwed up now and
have little chance of recovery.
I can no longer open a bathroom door without using a paper towel, nor
let the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying
about the bacteria on the lemon peel.
I can't sit down on a hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what
has happened on it since it was last washed.
I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because
the number one pastime while driving alone is picking one's nose.
Eating a little snack sends me on a guilt trip because I can only
imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years.
I can't touch any woman's handbag for fear she has placed it on the
floor of a public toilet.
I MUST SEND MY SPECIAL THANKS for the email about rat poo in the glue
on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope
that needs sealing.
ALSO, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same
reason.
I can't have a drink in a bar because I fear I'll wake up in a bathtub
full of ice with my kidneys gone.
I can't eat at KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant
freaks with no eyes, feet or feathers.
I can't use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water
buffalo on a hot day.
THANKS TO YOU I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I
forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five
minutes.
BECAUSE OF YOUR CONCERN, I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can
remove toilet stains.
I no longer buy fuel without taking someone along to watch the car, so
a serial killer doesn't crawl in my back seat when I'm filling up.
I no longer use Cling Wrap in the microwave because it causes seven
different types of cancer.
AND THANKS FOR LETTING ME KNOW I can't boil a cup of water in the
microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face, disfiguring me
for life.
I no longer go to the cinema because I could be pricked with a needle
infected with AIDS when I sit down.
I no longer go to shopping centers because someone will drug me with a
perfume sample and rob me.
And I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a
number for which I will get a huge phone bill with calls to Jamaica ,
Uganda , Singapore and Uzbekistan .
THANKS TO YOU I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big black
snake could be lurking under the seat and cause me instant death when
it bites my butt.
AND THANKS TO YOUR GREAT ADVICE I can't ever pick up a dime coin
dropped in the car park because it was probably placed there by a sex
molester waiting to grab me as I bend over.
I can't do any gardening because I'm afraid I'll get bitten by the
Violin Spider and my hand will fall off.
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70
minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 p.m.
tomorrow afternoon, and the fleas from 120 camels will infest your
back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because
it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor’s ex mother-
in-law's second husband's cousin's best friend's beautician . .
Oh, and by the way.....
A German scientist from Argentina , after a lengthy study, has
discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their
e-mails with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.
P. S. I now keep my toothbrush in the living room, because I was told
by e-mail that water splashes over 6 ft. out of the toilet.
NOW YOU HAVE YOURSELF A VERY GOOD DAY