why girl die cancer

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Well You're Full Of It . -Full Of What ? Well , Probably Blood And Other Organs You Can't Live Without . .

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“Ok, time for bed” … is what I said to the empty living-room. It was getting late, and the internet no longer amused me. I picked up my cell phone, rooted through the couch cushions until I located the remote, and turned off the television that had been nothing but background noise for the last few hours. I made sure the front and back doors were securely locked, walked around the back of the couch, and turned off the only light. A tap on the screen of my phone created just enough light to keep from busting a toe on an errant table leg. Because my cats have an evil tendency to lie in the middle of the hallway, I aimed the small amount of light from my phone directly in front of my tired and shuffling feet. I’d only covered a small distance before I knew, from many nights of this same regimen, that I was getting close to the bedroom door. At this point my arm started the slow upward arc that would eventually illuminate the now pitch-black opening to the comfort of my room. The light emanating from my cell was quite dim, and this action had become quite rote, so my arc was about waist level before I noticed a slight variation of the familiar black of the open doorway. At that point, and in a disturbingly short amount of time, five things happened nearly simultaneously: My arm, the arm carrying the phone, continued to rise in its predetermined arc, having been an object in motion which would stay in motion. I released a small gasp and exclaimed to my husband that his sudden appearance in the dark had startled the breath from me. I remembered that my husband was at work. The light arc reached its apex on a face of protruding nail-like teeth. A face suspiciously bereft of eyes, with a gaping, oozing, bloody pit where a nose should have been. The light went out.

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your mama so jewish ( fat ) she had to take up two seats on the plane to fly here in the end there was no chocolate left she was taking up the whole plane space.

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Who's worse: Ghandi or Hitler Answer: Hitler

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What's worse than finding a Worm in your Apple? being Mauled to death.

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Roses are Red, Violets are not blue they are violet, nothing rhymes with this, I give up

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I'm not gay (phrase) - A phrase commonly used by straight men.

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a blind man walks off a cliff..... he's dead now.

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so a man walks into a bar *pint of bud there please

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How did the man break his arm raking leaves? He fell out of the tree.

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How do Mexicans like their eggs? It's a matter of personal opinion, of course.

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There are a fox and a chicken and the fox eats the chicken.

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Q: Why did the monkey fall out of the tree? A: It was dead.

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How do you know when you've ritten too many anti-jokes? When you answer your own question as a rhetorical device

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Why did the fat ugly bald Jewish man go to the bank? He needed to take out some cash because he was going out for lunch at a highly recommended restaurant.

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Yo mama so fat she makes blind kids cry

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Women, "Did just pinch my ass!?" Man, "Yes." Women, "Oh, alright then."

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i've got a little something for you. in fact it's so small you can't see it. it's called spermatazoa

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why wasn't the boy at his moms funeral? He killed his mom.

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******************************************************** Okay, so there were two muffins in the oven. One muffin said, "Oh my gosh! We're gonna die!" The other muffin said, "Whoa a talking muffin!" **********************************************************

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The cream, it is coming

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Holocaust jokes suck. Anne frankley, I won't stand for them

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Where did Susie go after the explosion? I don't know: she was nowhere near the explosion at the time that it happened. She probably got up to use the bathroom.

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Anti Joke

What are Antijokes? Anti Jokes (or Anti Humor) is a type of comedy in which the uses is set up to expect a typical joke setup however the joke ends with such anticlimax that it becomes funny in its own right. The lack of punchline is the punchline.

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