Three handsome male dogs are walking down the street when they see a beautiful, enticing, female poodle.

The three male dogs fall all over themselves in an effort to be the one to reach her first, but end up arriving in front of her at the same time. They’re speechless before her beauty, slobbering on themselves and hoping for just a glance from her in return.

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Aware of her charms and her obvious effect on the three suitors, she decides to be kind and tells them, “The first one who can use the words “liver” and “cheese” together in an imaginative, intelligent sentence can go out with me.”

The sturdy, muscular black Lab speaks up quickly and says “I love liver and cheese.”

“Oh, how childish,” said the Poodle. “That shows no imagination or intelligence whatsoever.” She turned to the tall, shiny Golden Retriever and said “How well can you do?”

“Um. I HATE liver and cheese,” blurts the Golden Retriever.

“My, my,” said the Poodle. “I guess it’s hopeless. That’s just as dumb as the Lab’s sentence.” She then turns to the last of the three dogs and says, “How about you, little guy?”

The last of the three, tiny in stature but big in finesse, is the Chihuahua. He gives her a smile, a sly wink, turns to the Golden Retriever and the Lab and says: “Liver alone. Cheese mine.”

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Problem…

Problems of working abroad

Three unfortunate contractors find themselves stuck in a Gulf prison. One starts to pick away at the cement between two blocks of concrete. To his surprise he spots something shining. It turns out to be a tiny brass lamp. He brushes away the dirt and suddenly a cloud of red smoke appears from the spoat. As the smoke clears a big genie floats before them.

“Thanks guys! You’ve freed me from that miserable lamp and as you probably already know, we genies can grant three wishes. But only three wishes. Ok, let’s get on with it.”

The three prisoners have a quick discussion but it’s obvious that since there are three of them and three wishes they should simply have one wish each.

First prisoner, “Genie, I wish I had never left my old job in Manchester and that I was still there.” Wooosh! He disappeared.

The second prisoner steps forward eagerly, “Genie, I too wish I had never left my old job in Birmingham and that I was still working there.” Wooosh! He also disappeared.

The last guy stood pondering, “Genie, I’m not so sure about going straight back to my old job in London. Should I go to see my mum or to my girlfriend’s flat. I wish my two mates were still here to help me decide.” …. Wooosh! Wooosh! [/restrict]