She lies down on the bed… just then, and elevated train passes by very close to the window and shakes the room so hard she’s thrown out of the bed.

Thinking this must be a freak occurrence, she lies down once more. Again a train shakes the room so violently, she’s pitched to the floor.

Exasperated, she calls the front desk, asks for the manager. The manager says he’ll be right up.

The manager is skeptical but the wife insists the story is true. “Look… lie here on the bed — you’ll be thrown right to the floor!” So he lies down next to the wife.

Just then the husband walks in. “What,” he says, “are you doing here!?!”

The manager calmly replies, “Would you believe I’m waiting for a train?”

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The man answers, “Yes, I do”

“Oh, good then,” the devil says, “You’ll LOVE Mondays. Every Monday we all sit around and smoke cigarettes, cigars, pipes, try out new types of tobacco. Do you like to drink?”

The man answers, “Yeah, sure, I like to drink.”

The devil says, “Good, you’ll love Tuesdays, then. All we do on Tuesdays is sit around and drink beer, wine, and all kinds of different mixed drinks.”

“You’ll just love Tuesdays. Do you like to swear?”

“Sure,” says the man, “I swear a lot.”

“Great then. You’ll love Wednesdays.”

The devil says, “On Wednesdays, all we do is sit around and swear a lot, we try to make up new cuss words, and have a great time, you’ll just love Wednesdays.”

“Oh, by the way,” asks the devil, “Are you gay?”

“Hell no,” the man replies, “I hate fags!”

The devil look at him, and says, “Then you’re gonna hate Thursdays.”

At the end of the sermon, the rich man stood up and announced, “Pastor, I will contribute $1,000.”

Just then, plaster fell from the ceiling and struck the rich man on the shoulder.

He promptly stood back up and shouted, “Pastor, I will increase my donation to $5,000.”

Before he could sit back down, plaster fell on him again, and again he this time he virtually screamed, “Pastor, I will double my last pledge.”

He sat down, and a larger chunk of plaster fell on his head.

He stood up once more and hollered, “Pastor, I will give $20,000!”

This prompted a deacon to shout, “Hit him again, Lord! Hit him again!”

“There’s no way they can catch a BMW,” he thought to himself and sped up even more. Then the reality of the situation hit him, “What the heck am I doing?” he thought and pulled over.

The cop came up to him, took his license without a word, and examined it and the car. “It’s been a long day, it is the end of my shift, and it’s Friday the 13th. I don’t feel like more paperwork, so if you can give me an excuse for your driving that I haven’t heard before, you can go.”

The guy thinks for a second and says, “Last week my wife ran off with a cop. I was afraid you were trying to give her back.”

“Have a nice weekend,” said the officer.

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The doctor goes to the cafeteria and notices the long line. He immediately cuts in at the front, only to hear loud protests. “I’m a doctor” he says, “I’m a busy man, I don’t have time to wait in line.”

The others say, “You’re in heaven now, we’re all the same here, get to the back of the line and wait your turn!”

A few weeks later, waiting patiently on line for lunch, the doctor notices a man come dashing in wearing scrubs and a lab coat, stethoscope around his neck. He butts in at the head of the line and no one utters a peep. “Hey,” he says to the guy in front of him, “Who does that guy think he is?”

“Oh, that’s God,” says the guy, “He likes to play doctor.”