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A friend of mine sent me an email this morning that made me smile so I thought I'd share it ...
The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done, there were 3 finalists. Two men and a woman. 

For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun. 'We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair...
"Kill Her!!"

The man said, 'You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife.' The agent said, 'Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home.' 

The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes. The man came out with tears in his eyes, ' I tried, but I can't kill my wife.'

The agent said, 'You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home.' 

Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instruction, to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls

After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman, wiping the sweat from her brow. 'The gun is loaded with blanks' she said. 'I had to beat him to death with the chair.'

Moral: Women are evil. Don't mess with them or ... if you need the job done, ask a woman to do it.
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posted by CubicleDweller on Friday, September 7, 2007 at 08:57 AM
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posted by twinkie on Sep 7, 2007 at 11:02 AM
We DO handle our business don't we? tee hee.
posted by AltPinUp on Sep 7, 2007 at 12:40 PM
Yeah I have been told I am worse than my twisted husband :P
posted by qwejibo on Sep 7, 2007 at 04:04 PM
That was the funniest thing I've heard all day
posted by an1ok1joe on Sep 7, 2007 at 09:57 PM

Damn you're all hardcore!

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