vsn@CC.IMPERIAL.AC.UK (V S Narinian) (02/16/90)
Two women were walking down the street. One nudges the other and says, "There's my husband coming out of the florist's with a dozen roses. Damn!! That means I'll have to keep my legs up in the air for three days!" "Well, why don't you get a vase?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-- Vartan <vsn@cc.ic.ac.uk>
vsn@CC.IMPERIAL.AC.UK (V S Narinian) (02/20/90)
----- Two women were walking down the street. One nudges the other and says, "There's my husband coming out of the florist's with a dozen roses. Damn!! That means I'll have to keep my legs up in the air for three days!" "Well, why don't you get a vase?" ----- Vartan <vsn@cc.ic.ac.uk>
LIODAKIS@MCMASTER.BITNET (02/20/90)
OLYMPIAKOS LARISSA ARHS!!!! 3 JOTD!!!!
vsn@CC.IMPERIAL.AC.UK (V S Narinian) (02/27/90)
----- A distinguished-looking man entered a Geneva bank and inquired about taking out a loan for 1000 Swiss francs. "What security can you offer?" the banker asked. "My Rolls-Royce is parked out front," he said. "I will be away for a few weeks. Here are the keys." A month later, the man returned to the bank and paid off the loan, 1017 francs with interest. "Pardon me for asking," the banker said, "but why a one-thousand franc loan for a man of your obvious means?" "Very simple," he replied. "Where else can you store a Rolls for a month for seventeen francs?" ----- Vartan <vsn@cc.ic.ac.uk>