Sunday, September 27, 2009

Exam time...this is why we screw up.....‏

A year has 365 days for you to study.
After taking away 52 Sundays, there are only 313 days left.
There are 50 days in the summer that is way too hot to work so there are only 263 days left.
We sleep 8 hours a day, in a year, that counts up to 122 days so now we're left with 141 days.
If we fooled around for only 1 hour a day, 15 days are gone, so we are left with 126 days.
We spend 2 hours eating each day, 30 days are used in this way in the year, and we are left with 96 days in our year.
We spend 1 hour a day speaking to friends and family, that takes away 15 days more and we are left with 81 days.
Exams and tests take up at least 35 days in your year, hence you are only left with 46 days.
Taking off approximately 40 days of holidays, you are only left with 6 days.
Say you are sick for a minimum of 3 days, you're left with 3 days in the year to study!
Let's say you only go out for 2 days! You are left with 1 day!
But that 1 day is your birthday... so...



Good luck to everyone on your exams.


-from an e-mailed forward

Thursday, September 24, 2009

So Funny

Ok. So I was doing research for my trip to Australia this Fall and I came across this on the internet from a program who specializes in sending Australian youths to other countries for working holidays. So I decide to see what they wrote about Canada and this is one of the things that I came across and it made laugh because it is just so cute (and pretty true ;) )
"Ice Hockey:
Immersing yourself in a different culture means taking on the nation’s passion for sport and in Canada, we’re talking about ice hockey. Angry men wielding weapons (hockey sticks), racing after a little black puck and more often than not, losing a few teeth. The loyalty of fans and the excitement surrounding matches is inspiring to be a part of, but it is the vicious fights that take place that will make you sit back and go, ‘O Canada.’"


Source:
http://www.iep.org.au/workcanada/workcanadaflcanadianlifestyle.asp

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Hello Out There......

Dear Mr Government,
Re: Passports
Dear Mr Minister,

I'm in the process of renewing my passport, and still cannot believe this. How is it that Future Shop has my address and telephone number and knows that I bought a cable from them back in 1997, and yet the federal government is still asking me where I was born and on what date.
For crying out loud, do you guys do this by hand? My birth date you have on my social insurance card is on all the income tax form I've filed for the past 30 years, my health insurance card, my driver's license, on the last eight bloody passport I've had, on all those stupid customs declaration forms I've had to fill out before being allowed off the planes over the last 30 years, and all those insufferable census forms that are done at election times.
Would somebody please take note, once and for all, that my mother's name is Mary Anne, my father's name is Robert, and I'd be absolutely astounded if that ever changed between now and when I die!
I apologize, Mr. Minister. I'm really ticked off this morning. Between you and me, I've had enough! You send the application to my house, then you ask me for my address. What's going on? You have a gang of Neanderthals workin' there?
Look at my picture. Do I look like bin Ladin? I don't want to dig up Yasser Arafat, for crying out loud. I just want to go and park my butt on a sandy beach. And would someone please tell me, why would you give a darn whether I plan on visiting a farm in the next 15 days! If I ever got the urge to do something weird to a chicken or a goat, believe you me, I'd sure as heck not want to tell anyone!
Well, I have to go now, because I have to go to the other end of the city and get another copy of my birth certificate, to the tune of $60! Would it be so complicated to have all the services in the same spot to assist in the issuance of a new passport the same day?? Noooooo, that be too easy, and maybe make sense.
You'd rather have us running around all over the place like chickens with their heads cut off, then find some dingbat to confirm that it's really me on the stupid picture -- you know, the one we were not allowed to smile? Hey, you know why we can't smile? We're ticked off!

Signed -- an Irate Canadian citizen


-The Coffee Mate
Sept 11, 2009

Sunday, July 26, 2009

I think we have all been through this

Airline Agent: What can I do for you, sir?

Max: I'd like you to send one of my bags to New York, one to Los Angeles and one to Miami.

Airline Agent: We can't do that

Max: Why not? You did it last week

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Just the Facts

One thing a mother would never say: "Well, if your friend's mom says its okay, that good enough for me."


-2009 Page A Day calendar

Monday, April 27, 2009

Dinner

A local priest was being honoured at his retirement dinner after 25 years in the parish. A leading local politician and member of the congregation was chosen to make the presentation and to give a little speech at the dinner. However, he was delayed to the priest decided to save his own view words, while they waited: "I got my first impression of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first person who entered my confessional told me he had stolen a television set and, when questioned by the police, was able to lie his way out of it. He had also stolen money from his parents, embezzled from his employer, had an affair with his best friend's wife, and take in illicit drugs. I was appalled. But as the days went on, I learned that my people were not all like that and I had, indeed, come to find parish full of good and loving people." Just as the priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies for being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and said, "all never forget the first day our parish priest arrived. In fact, I had the honour of being the first person to go to him for confession."
Moral: never, never, NEVER-EVER be late.

-The Coffee Mate, April 10, 2009

Friday, April 17, 2009

Well, if only the solution was that easy

Maurice: Doctor, how do I stop my ears from ringing?

Doctor: Get an unlisted head.


-2009 Page a Day calendar

Monday, April 13, 2009

Quickie

What do you call a bear with no ears?


B




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Saturday, April 4, 2009

Cute

Little Billy: During naptime today, my teacher called the police and they took me to the station.

Little Missy: Why did they do that?

Little Billy: Because I was resisting a rest.


-2009 Page a Day calendar

Thursday, March 5, 2009

I think we have all been there

Little Billy: Why is your face covered with food?

Little Willie: Because I was doing what my mother told me.

Little Billy: What did she tell you?

Little Willie: To shut my mouth and eat my supper.


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Thursday, February 19, 2009

Joke

Hector: Doc, since I fell on my head I've forgotten everything that happened last week and I'm worried people are going to take advantage of me.

Doctor: Don't worry about it, Hector. Don't even try to remember anything about last week. Just look to the future.

Hector: That's great advice, doc! So what do I owe you?

Doctor: $300, including the $150 you didn't pay me last week.


-2009 Page a Day calendar

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Joke (well, do you have a better title?)

What did the French chef give his wife for Valentine's Day?

A hug and a quiche



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Monday, February 9, 2009

Max at the therapist's

Max: Doc, sometimes I think I'm Mickey Mouse; other times I think I'm Donald Duck; and at still other times, I think I'm the entire cast of High School Musical!

Therapist: How long have you been having these Disney spells?


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Sunday, February 1, 2009

Joke

Herb: I hate to brag, but Little Billy was a musical prodigy.

Monty: How so?

Herb: At five, he wrote an opera; at six, he wrote a symphony; and at seven, he wrote a duet for piano and violin.

Monty: Wow! What happened at eight?

Herb: At eight, breakfast was on the table and it was time to get ready for school.



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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Not in Webster"s

misty: how golfers make divots




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