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Funny you should mention that

Posted on May 27, 2023 by Joanna Rapoza

I told Dean I was going to start calling the fight over abortion “The Battle of the Bulge.” Then I stuck my stomach out and said, “I’m pregnant! Who’s the father?” He replied, “The Michelin Man.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ America and New … Continue reading →

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In need of a good Egopuncturist

Posted on January 21, 2020 by Joanna Rapoza

They say heavy people can be remarkably skilled dancers, and I know it’s true because I saw a big lady popping and locking while making a panini. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “All good things must come to an end” is one of those … Continue reading →

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Don’t hate me because I’m lovable

Posted on March 10, 2017 by Joanna Rapoza

Why has no one yet opened a chain of comedy club/restaurants with Hooters-style waitresses and called it “Titters”? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Emotions are like breasts. They’re meant to be felt. Also if you try hard, you can lick an emotion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My … Continue reading →

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