"Thank you," Warren replied, smiling as he shook my father's hand. "I feel a lot better now. Keating and Keating make a very good team."My father smil...d broadly as he nodded agreement, looking over at me. I hadn't seen my father this enthusiastic about a project in a long time. I was glad he was going to get the chance.Friday, January 15th, 3:30pm"It's hard to believe you've been here six months already, Doreen. It hardly seems like yesterday when you first came here. I don't know what to say. How is a push-up bra like a bag of chips?Once you open it, you realize it’s half-empty.Why does Santa Claus have such a big sack?He only comes once a year.What’s the difference between your wife and your job?After five years, your job will still suck.What’s the difference between oral and anal sex?Oral sex makes your day. Anal sex makes your hole weak.The owner of a drug store walks in to find a guy leaning heavily against a wall ... The owner asks the clerk, “What’s with that guy over there by. It was obvious she was evaluating his statement. Bob realized she was a very intelligent woman, something that made him both proud and a little nervous at the same time.“What kind of private things?” asked Betty suspiciously.Bob smiled widely. “Now I wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I blabbed things spoken to me in confidence ... would I?” He stared intently at Betty. “I mean isn’t it true that women should be allowed to have certain ... secrets?”Betty flushed. This was dangerous territory.. Which is what I grab first. I smile at him, “I hope you don’t mind, but I have claimed one of your shirts. I’ll get it dry cleaned and returned back to you, don’t worry.” “Hey, no worries. You can keep it, darling. It looks better on you, than it ever did me,” he kisses my forehead, before serving me French toast and hash browns. “You’re too kind, thank you. And, you can cook. How are you single?” I giggle, setting my coffee down, I take a forkful of hash browns and try them. “A man can’t.