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DaRealness
I think very deeply
There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job it was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses.
One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about. The letter read: Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had £100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension cheque. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. Can you please help me? Sincerely, EdnaThe postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few pounds. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected £96, which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her friends. Christmas came and went.
A few days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened. It read: Dear God, How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the way, there was £4 missing. I think it must have been those c*nts at the Post Office.
DaRealness
I think very deeply
The Madame of a Brothel sees the door open and in comes a little boy with a squished frog on a string.
She looks down at him, bewildered, and he plunks down ten dollars and says “I want your dirtiest, nastiest whore.”The madame is shocked, and doesn’t know what to say. She’s so confused, all she can think to ask is… why?
“Cause if I sleep with her, I’ll get a bunch of diseases. Then, when my parents go out, they’ll leave me with the babysitter who likes to do things with me. She’ll get the disease. Then, when daddy takes her home, he’ll play with her, and he’ll get it. Then he’ll give it to mommy, and when mommy plays with the mailman, he’ll get it, and he’s the son of a bytch who RAN OVER MY FROG!”
Elim Garak
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Elim Garak
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ThatTruth777
Superstar
dam autocorrect messing up link 
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Dillah810
Flat Girther
at this comment"I vote we stay out of the planet’s Earthussy; and pretend that we didn’t see anything."
Fk the internet 
