Showing posts with label Story-ish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story-ish. Show all posts

When to Start Cussing

This was sent to me from a coworker...


A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom. The 6 year old asks, "You know what? I think it's about time we started cussing." The 4 year old nods his head in approval. The 6 year old continues, "When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with hell and you say something with ass." 
The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm. 
When the mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for breakfast, he replies, "Aw, hell, Mom, I guess I'll have some Cheerios. 
WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out, with his mother in hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every step. His mom locks him in his room and shouts, "You can stay there until I let you out!" 
She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, "And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?" 
"I don't know," he blubbers, "but you can bet your fat ass it won't be Cheerios!"


Problems


From my usual source...

Everyone concentrates on the problems we're having in Our Country lately:

Illegal immigration, hurricane recovery, alligators attacking people in Florida... Not me -- I concentrate on solutions for the problems -- it's a win-win situation. Dig a moat the length of the Mexican border. Send the dirt to New Orleans to raise the level of the levees. Put the Florida alligators in the moat along the Mexican border.

Any other problems you would like for me to solve today?

Think about this:

1. Cows
2. The Constitution
3. The Ten Commandments

COWS:
Is it just me, or does anyone else find it amazing that during the mad cow epidemic our government could track a single cow, born in Canada almost three years ago, right to the stall where she slept in the state of Washington? And, they tracked her calves to their stalls. But they are unable to locate 11 million illegal aliens wandering around our country. Maybe we should give each of them a cow.

THE CONSTITUTION:
They keep talking about drafting a Constitution for Iraq. Why don't we just give them ours? It was written by a lot of really smart guys, it has worked for over 200 years, and we're not using it anymore.

THE 10 COMMANDMENTS:
The real reason that we can't have the Ten Commandments posted in a courthouse is this: you cannot post 'Thou Shalt Not Steal,' 'Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery,' and 'Thou Shall Not Lie' in a building full of lawyers, judges and politicians,

Testicle Therapy


Two women were playing golf. One teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole. The ball hit one of the men.

He immediately clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.

The woman rushed down to the man, and immediately began to apologize. 'Please allow me to help. I'm a Physical Therapist and I know I could relieve your pain if you'd allow me,' she told him.

'Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few minutes,' the man replied. He was in obvious agony, lying in the fetal position, still clasping his hands there at his groin.

At her persistence, however, he finally allowed her to help. She gently took his hands away and laid them to the side, loosened his pants and put her hands inside. She administered tender and artful massage for several long moments and asked, 'How does that feel'?

He replied: 'It feels great, but I still think my thumb's broken!'

Tequila

From my usual source...

A fellow walks into a bar,  notices a very large jar on the counter,  and sees that it's filled to the brim with $10 bills. He guesses there must be  more than ten thousand dollars in it.
He approaches the bartender and asks, 'What's with the money in the jar?'
 
'Well.......you pay $10 and if you pass three tests, you get all the money and the keys to a brand new Lexus.'

The man certainly isn't going to pass this up. And so he asks, 'What are the three tests?'
 
'You must pay first... Those are the rules,' says the bartender.
 
So, after thinking it over a while, the man gives the bartender the $10 and the bartender drops it into the jar.
 
'Okay,' the bartender says, 'Here's what you need to do:
First - You have to drink a whole quart of tequila, in a minute or less, and you can't make a face while doing it..
 
Second - There's a pit bull chained in the back with a bad tooth. You have to remove that tooth with your bare hands.

Third - There's a 90-year old lady upstairs who has never had sex... You have to take care of that problem!'
 
The man is stunned. 'I know I paid my $10, but I'm not an idiot! I won't do it! You'd have to be nuts to drink a quart of tequila, and then do all those other things...'
 
'Your call,' says the bartender... 'But, your money stays where it is.'

As time goes on, and the man has a few more drinks, he finally says, 'Where's the damn tequila?'

He grabs the bottle with both hands and drinks it as fast as he can. Tears stream down both cheeks... but he doesn't make a face, and he did it in fifty-eight seconds!
 
Next, he staggers out the back door, where he sees the pit bull chained to a pole.
Soon the people inside the bar hear growling , biting, and screaming sounds... then nothing but silence!

Just when they think that the man surely must be dead, he staggers back into the bar, with his shirt ripped open and there are scratches and he's bleeding all over his body.
 
He says, 'Now where's that old woman with the bad tooth?'
 
The moral to the story:
Listen carefully to the directions, and don't trust your judgment when alcohol is involved!

Some Old Men Think Fast

From my usual source...

An elderly man in Louisiana had owned a large farm for several years.

He had a large pond in the back. It was properly shaped for swimming, so he fixed it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple, and peach  trees.

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond, as he hadn't been there for a while, and look it over.

He grabbed a five-gallon bucket  to bring back some fruit.

As he neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee.  

As he came closer, he saw it was a bunch of young women skinny-dipping in his pond.

He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end.

One of the women shouted to him, 'we're not coming out until you leave!'

The old man frowned, 'I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the pond naked.'

Holding the bucket up he said, 'I'm here to feed the alligator...'

Some old men can still think fast.

Ear Infection

From one of my staff...

They always ask at the doctor's office why you are there, and you have to answer in front of others what's wrong  and sometimes it is embarrassing.
 
There's nothing worse than a Doctor's Receptionist who insists you tell her what is wrong with you in a room full of other patients.  
 
I know most of us have experienced this, and I love the way this gentleman handled it.
 
A 65-year-old man walked into a crowded waiting room and approached the desk.
 
The Receptionist said, 'Yes sir, what are you seeing the Doctor for today?'
 
'There's something wrong with my dick', he replied.
 
The receptionist became irritated and said, 'You shouldn't come into a crowded waiting room and say things like that. '
 
'Why not, you asked me what was wrong and I told you,' he said.
 
The Receptionist replied; 'Now you've caused some embarrassment in this room full of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and discussed the problem further with the Doctor in private.'
 
The man replied, 'You shouldn't ask people questions in a roomful of strangers, if the answer could embarrass anyone. The man walked out, waited several minutes, and then re-entered.
 
The Receptionist smiled smugly and asked, 'Yes?'
 
'There's something wrong with my ear,' he stated.
 
The Receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing he had taken her advice.. 'And what is wrong with your ear, Sir?'
 
'I can't piss out of it,' he replied.
 
The waiting room erupted in laughter...
 
 
Mess with seniors and you're going to Lose

Replacement Windows

My wife forwarded this to me; she had received it from a coworker...
Last year a blonde replaced all the windows in her house with that expensive double-pane energy efficient kind, and today, she got a call from the contractor who installed them. He was complaining that the work had been completed a whole year ago and that she still hadn't paid for them.
Hellloooo,............just because I'm blonde doesn't mean that I am automatically stupid. So, I told him just what his fast talking sales guy had told me last year, that in ONE YEAR these windows would pay for themselves! Helllooooo? It's been a year! I told him.
There was only silence at the other end of the line, so I finally just hung up. He never called back. I bet he felt like an idiot.

Understanding Engineers


I'm almost embarrassed to say my my Dad sent this to me, but it's funny...

Understanding Engineers - Take One

Two engineering students were walking across a university campus when one said, 'Where did you get such a great bike?'
The second engineer replied, 'Well, I was walking along yesterday, minding my own business, when a beautiful woman rode up on this bike, threw it to the ground, took off all her clothes and said, 'Take what you want.'
The second engineer nodded approvingly and said, 'Good choice; the clothes probably wouldn't have fitted you anyway.'


Understanding Engineers - Take Two

To the optimist, the glass is half full. To the pessimist, the glass is half empty. To the engineer, the glass is twice as big as it needs to be.


Understanding Engineers - Take Three

A priest, a doctor, and an engineer were waiting one morning for a particularly slow group of golfers. The engineer fumed, 'What's with those blokes? We must have been waiting for fifteen minutes!'
The doctor chimed in, 'I don't know, but I've never seen such inept golf!'
The priest said, 'Here comes the greens keeper. Let's have a word with him.'
He said, 'Hello, George! What's wrong with that group ahead of us? They're rather slow, aren't they?'
The greens keeper replied, 'Oh, yes. That's a group of blind fire fighters.
They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for free anytime.'
The group fell silent for a moment.
The priest said, 'That's so sad. I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight.'
The doctor said, 'Good idea. I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist colleague and see if there's anything he can do for them.'
The engineer said, 'Why can't they play at night?'


Understanding Engineers - Take Four

What is the difference between mechanical engineers and civil engineers?
Mechanical engineers build weapons and civil engineers build targets.


Understanding Engineers - Take Five

Normal people believe that if it ain't broke, don't fix it. Engineers believe that if it ain't broke, it doesn't have enough features yet.


Understanding Engineers - Take Six

An engineer was crossing a road one day, when a frog called out to him and said, 'If you kiss me, I'll turn into a beautiful princess.'
He bent over, picked up the frog and put it in his pocket.
The frog spoke up again and said, 'If you kiss me and turn me back into a beautiful princess, I will stay with you for one week.'
The engineer took the frog out of his pocket, smiled at it and returned it to the pocket.
The frog then cried out, 'If you kiss me and turn me back into a Princess, I'll stay with you for one week and do ANYTHING you want.'
Again, the engineer took the frog out, smiled at it and put it back into his pocket.
Finally, the frog asked, 'What is the matter? I've told you I'm a beautiful princess, and that I'll stay with you for one week and do anything you want. Why won't you kiss me?'
The engineer said, 'Look, I'm an engineer. I don't have time for a girlfriend, but a talking frog, now that's cool.

Tribal Practice

From my usual source...

An elderly couple was watching a brilliant BBC 2 documentary about a West African bush tribe whose men all had penis's 24 inches long.

When the Black male reaches a certain age a string is tied around it and on the other end is a weight

After a while, the weight stretches his manhood to 24 inches!

Later that evening as the husband was getting out of the shower, His wife looked at him and said, "How about we try the African String-and-weight procedure?" The husband agreed and they tied a string and a weight to his penis.

A few days later, the wife asked the husband, "How is our little Tribal experiment coming along?"

"Well, it looks like we're about half way there," he replied.

"Wow, you mean it's grown to 12 inches?"

"No, it's turned black."       

25 Random Things

Before I decided that Facebook was a bad thing for me to use, my daughter asked me to complete this. I learned a bit about myself...

Not Quite 25 Random Things About Me


Rules:

Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

1.) I am very proud of my daughter Rhianna. She's incredibly smart, and talented, funny, and beautiful. She amazes me everyday! (and this will probably embarrass her)

2.) I have permanent nerve damage in my left arm because of my bunk neck. The most irritating thing about this is that I play my guitars like a beginner (again). That bothers me a lot. Every now and then I have to remind myself that I avoided a wheelchair. I have similar damage to my left leg due to lower back issues... I trip a lot.

3.) I have never really understood "hate", and I have no patience for the narrow-minded pinheads that get caught up in the whole us/them, I'm right and you're wrong dynamic. There are always at least six sides to every argument, and if you can't acknowledge that the other person might possibly have a valid point you should go sit in the corner until you can behave rationally. This applies to most Republicans... and Democrats, Christians, Muslims, Hebrews... you get the idea.

4.) I have three cats that have absolutely nothing in common except for being cats. I have a laundry cat, a kitchen cat, and a bathroom cat. The laundry cat has since moved to the bedroom, and the bathroom cat has passed away. I now have a lap-cat, which makes it very difficult to get things done.

5.) People look at me funny when I start a sentence with, "One of my ex-wives..."

6.) I firmly believe that NOT choosing is a choice.

7.) When I first started working with Developmentally Disabled Adults, I felt that I had to justify what I did because I made so little money. Then I noticed that a lot of people apologized for what they did because they felt their profession wasn't as meaningful. Eventually I figured out that as long as you're happy, it doesn't really matter what you do for a living. Unless you are really self-centered, you will have a positive impact on the people around you.

8.) If you can't laugh, you probably need to go the bathroom. Everyone needs a sense of humor.

9.) Someone once said, "A good book is like an old friend." He was very wise. I would rather read, or re-read a good book than watch TV... of course I need to eat while I do it.

10.) I have wanted a sailboat since my parents got their first sailboat, the Jabberwocky in the early 90s. After my first divorce I started budgeting for a 27 foot boat; we spent that money fixing up and selling my second wife's house. We then agreed that we would put her through graduate school, after which I could get a sailboat. Well, she went to graduate school anyway. I 'd still like a sailboat, but other things have become more important.

11.) I am deathly afraid of heights! It doesn't matter if it's an airplane, ladder, or roof of my house... I can't do it. Despite that, I took a running jump off a boathouse roof, and I have flown in an airplane seven times; it wasn't at all fun.

12.) I have had some sort of webpage since the late 90s. My first site, The Cavymage Pages was my opinions on socio-political things. My second, and current site at www.frogdrool.blogspot.com/ is mostly devoted to humorous emails I've received, plus a little bit about me or my family.

13.) I am a wallflower. Being the center of attention, introducing myself to strangers, making friends, or even asking for help is very difficult for me.

14.) I absolutely can't stand hurting people's feelings. This is almost funny, or maybe very sad, when you consider I have been in supervisory positions for over twenty years. I have probably terminated more employees than all of my immediate coworkers combined. I will say that I am very protective of the people who work for me, but sometimes they just have to go.

15.) My favorite analogy is that, "People are like swiss cheese. Their holes, their skills and abilities, their shortcomings, faults and blind spots are of varying sizes, and differing locations."

16.) I have treated some very good people badly. I don't know how to fix that... I'm very, VERY sorry.

17.) After having several girlfriends and wives, I can safely say that having compatible beliefs is essential for a successful relationship. Arguing about politics and religion is great among friends, but not with someone you live with. The same can be said about temperment; boring people and exciting people don't do well together. I'm pretty boring, and excitement gives me ulcers.

18.) I met retired Brigadier General Paul Tibbets, the pilot of the Enola Gay. He dropped the atom bomb on the city of Hiroshima, Japan on August 5, 1945. He believed that he did the right thing given the circumstances.

19.) I was a member of the Communist (Trotskyist) club my freshman year of college.

20.) I taught a small child to sing to her potatoes before eating them. I also taught her to spit and play darts... and I taught my cousin's daughter to pick her nose. Eventually, children learned to check with their mothers before acting on anything I told them.

21.) A nerve conduction study (EMG) was the most painful thing I had ever experienced... until I had a balloon catheter removed. During an EMG they hook you up to a bunch of electrodes, and administer electric shocks while listening to your nerves scream. After an hour of shocks, they start poking you with long and rather thick needles, and they wiggle and twist them while they're embedded in your muscles. Do I really have to explain about catheters?

22.) Although I never tell him, my Dad is my hero. He compares favorably to DaVinci in every way... and maybe beats him out in a few areas. Go Dad!

23.) I don't believe there is such a thing as equity in real life.

24.) I value integrity above any other character trait, and am painfully aware of every time I haven't measured up. I don't think I will discuss my shortcomings here. I would prefer it if my family doesn't discuss them either.

25.) There are some people that for one reason or another, you are tied to for the rest of your life. For me, these include: my daughter, Rhianna the reasons for whom I think are self-explanatory; my third and best wife, Shannon for whom I would do anything; Shannon's mini-man, my son Tim who reminds me of the importance of humor on a daily basis; Shannon's daughter, Amber whom I would be proud to call my own if she'd let me; my former stepdaughter, Branwen who has my sense of humor; an one-time almost stepdaughter, Madeline who believed I would always be there to save her; two of my clients, Brian and Melissa with whom I spent 9/11 at a Creative Options conference; a former client, another Brian whose eulogy his parents asked me to give during his memorial service; and then there are those people who have caused me incredible amounts of pain... I 'm tied to them, and they probably know who they are, but I don't think I'll go there... sometimes remembered pain is as awful as when it first occurred.

Next year, tell Santa

I received this from a coworker...

A cop was on his horse waiting to cross the street when a little girl on her new shiny bike stopped beside him. "Nice bike," the cop said. "Did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yep," the little girl said, "he sure did!"

The cop looked the bike over and handed the girl a $5 ticket for a safety violation and said, "Next year tell Santa to put a reflector light on the back of it."

The young girl looked up at the cop and said, "Nice horse you've got there sir. Did Santa bring it to you?" "Ahhh, yeah, sure," chuckled the cop sarcastically.

The little girl looked up at the cop and said, "Next year, tell Santa the dick goes underneath the horse, not on top!"

Christmas With Louise

I received this from my usual source shortly after Christmas... last year...

This is an article submitted to a 1999 Louisville Sentinel contest to find out who had the wildest Christmas dinners.

This won first prize

Christmas With Louise

As a joke, my brother used to hang a pair of panty hose over his fireplace before Christmas. He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them. What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning, although Jay's kids' stockings were overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty.

One year I decided to make his dream come true. I put on sunglasses and went in search of an inflatable love doll. They don't sell those things at Wal-Mart. I had to go to an adult bookstore downtown.

If you've never been in an X-rated store, don't go. You'll only confuse yourself. I was there an hour saying things like, "What does this do? You're kidding me! Who would buy that?" Finally, I made it to the inflatable doll section.

I wanted to buy a standard, uncomplicated doll that could also substitute as a passenger in my truck so I could use the car pool lane during rush hour.

Finding what I wanted was difficult. Love Dolls come in many different models. The top of the line, according to the side of the box, could do things I'd only seen in a book on animal husbandry. I settled for Lovable Louise. She was at the bottom of the price scale. To call Louise a doll took a huge leap of imagination.

On Christmas Eve and with the help of an old bicycle pump, Louise came to life.

My sister-in-law was in on the plan and let me in during the wee morning hours. Long after Santa had come and gone, I filled the dangling pantyhose with Louise's pliant legs and bottom. I also ate some cookies and drank what remained of a glass of milk on a nearby tray. I went home, and giggled for a couple of hours.

The next morning my brother called to say that Santa had been to his house and left a present that had made him VERY happy but had left the dog confused. She would bark, start to walk away, then come back and bark some more.

We all agreed that Louise should remain in her panty hose so the rest of the family could admire her when they came over for the traditional Christmas dinner.

My grandmother noticed Louise the moment she walked in the door. "What the hell is that?" she asked. My brother quickly explained, "It's a doll."

"Who would play with something like that?" Granny snapped.

I had several candidates in mind, but kept my mouth shut.

"Where are her clothes?" Granny continued.

"Boy, that turkey sure smells nice Gran" Jay said, to steer her into the dining room.

But Granny was relentless. "Why doesn't she have any teeth?"

Again, I could have answered, but why would I? It was Christmas and no one wanted to ride in the back of the ambulance saying, "Hang on Granny, hang on!"

My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said, "Hey, who's the naked gal by the fireplace?"0

I told him she was Jay's friend.

A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel, talking to Louise. Not just talking, but actually flirting. It was then that we realized this might be Grandpa's last Christmas at home.

The dinner went well. We made the usual small talk about who had died, who was dying, and who should be killed, when suddenly Louise made a noise like my father in the bathroom in the morning. Then she lurched from the panty hose, flew around the room twice, and fell in a heap in front of the sofa.

The cat screamed. I passed cranberry sauce through my nose, and Grandpa ran across the room, fell to his knees, and began administering mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. My brother fell back over his chair and wet his pants.

Granny threw down her napkin, stomped out of the room, and sat in the car.

It was indeed a Christmas to treasure and remember.

Later in my brother's garage, we conducted a thorough examination to decide the cause of Louise's collapse. We discovered that Louise had suffered from a hot ember to the back of her right thigh.

Fortunately, thanks to a wonder drug called duct tape, we restored her to perfect health!

My sides still hurt from laughing.......

Random Thoughts of the Day

I'm sorry. I can't remember who sent me this one...


I know that I am guilty of several of these things...

I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

There is a great need for sarcasm font.

How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.

Was learning cursive really necessary?

Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.

What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?

MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

Bad decisions make good stories

Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello?

Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.

I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...

As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

I think that if, years down the road when I’m trying to have a kid, I find out that I’m sterile, most of my disappointment will stem from the fact that I was not aware of my condition in college.

Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...

My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?

I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.


Military Wisdom

It's been a while, but my usual source forwarded this recently...

Coffee tastes better if the latrines are dug downstream from an encampment.
- US Army Field Regulations, 1861

Don't draw fire; it irritates the people around you.
- Your Buddies

A slipping gear could let your M203 grenade launcher fire when you least expect it. That would make you quite unpopular in what's left of your unit.
- the Army's magazine of preventive maintenance.

AIM towards the Enemy.
- Instruction printed on US Rocket Launcher

Cluster bombing from B-52s is very, very accurate. The bombs always hit the ground.
- US Air Force

Five-second fuses only last three seconds.
- Infantry Journal

Hey, you're going to hurt someone if you keep doing that!!!
- Harry Seacomb upon coming under German fire whilst in the desert relieving himself against a cactus; he described it as 'the moment the war got personal'.

If it's stupid but works, it isn't stupid.

If the enemy is in range, so are you.
- Infantry Journal

If you find yourself in a fair fight, you didn't plan your mission properly.
- David Hackworth

If your attack is going too well, you have walked into an ambush.
- Infantry Journal

Never trust a private with a loaded weapon, or an officer with a map.

Push to test ... Release to detonate.

Teamwork is essential; it gives the enemy someone else to shoot at.

The easy way is always mined.

The purpose of war is not to die for your country. The purpose of war is to ensure that the other guy dies for his country.
- General Patton

Tracers work both ways.
- US Army Ordnance

Try to look unimportant; they may be low on ammo.
- Infantry Journal

When the pin is pulled, Mr. Grenade is not our friend.
- US Marine Corps

Ole and Sven in Hell

Ole and Sven die in a snowmobiling accident, drunker than skunks,and go to Hell.

The Devil observes that they are really enjoying themselves. He says to them 'Doesn't the heat and smoke bother you?

Ole replies, 'Vell, ya know, ve're from nordern Minnesooota, da land of snow an ice, an ve're yust happy fer a chance ta varm up a little bit, ya know.'

The devil decides that these two aren't miserable enough and turns up the heat even more.

When he returns to the room of the two guys from Minnesota, the devil finds them in light jackets and hats, grilling Walleye and drinking beer.

The devil is astonished and exclaims, 'Everyone down here is in abject misery, and you two seem to be enjoying yourselves?'

Sven replies, 'Vell, ya know, ve don't git too much varm veather up dere at da Falls, so ve've yust got ta haff a fish fry vhen da veather's dis nice.'

The devil is absolutely furious. He can hardly see straight... Finally he comes up with the answer. The two guys love the heat because they have been cold all their lives. The devil decides to turn all the heat off in Hell. The next morning, the temperature is 60 below zero, icicles are hanging everywhere, and people are shivering so bad that they are unable to wail, moan or gnash their teeth.

The devil smiles and heads for the room with Ole and Sven. He gets there and finds them back in their parkas, bomber hats, and mittens. They are jumping up and down, cheering, yelling and screaming like mad men.

The devil is dumbfounded, 'I don't understand, when I turn up the heat you're happy. Now its freezing cold and you're still happy. What is wrong with you two?'


They both look at the devil in surprise and say, 'Vell, don't ya know, if hell iss froze over, dat must mean da Vikings von da Super Bowl'


Deer Hunting

The guys were all at a deer camp. No one wanted to room with Bob, because he snored so badly. They decided it wasn't fair to make one of them stay with him the whole time, so they voted to take turns.

The first guy slept with Bob and comes to breakfast the next morning
with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot. They said, "Man, what happened to you? "He said, "Bob snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night."

The next night it was a different guy's turn. In the morning, same
thing--hair all standing up, eyes all bloodshot. They said, "Man, what happened to you? You look awful!" He said, 'Man, that Bob shakes the roof with his snoring... I watched him all night."

The third night was Fred's turn. Fred was a tanned, older cowboy; a
man's man. The next morning he came to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. "Good morning!" he said. They couldn't believe it. They said, "Man, what happened?" He said, "Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Bob into bed, patted him on the butt, and kissed him good night...

Bob sat up and watched me all night."

BLONDE GOING TO HOUSTON

From my usual source...

THE PLANE IS ON ITS WAY TO HOUSTON WHEN A BLONDE IN ECONOMY CLASS GETS UP AND MOVES TO THE FIRST CLASS SECTION AND SITS DOWN.

THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT WATCHES HER DO THIS AND ASKS TO SEE HER TICKET.

SHE THEN TELLS THE BLONDE THAT SHE PAID FOR ECONOMY CLASS AND THAT SHE WILL HAVE TO SIT IN THE BACK.

THE BLONDE REPLIES, "I'M BLOND, I'M BEAUTIFUL, I'M GOING TO HOUSTON AND I'M STAYING RIGHT HERE."

THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT GOES INTO THE COCKPIT AND TELLS THE PILOT AND THE CO-PILOT THAT THERE IS A BLONDE SITTING IN FIRST CLASS THAT BELONGS IN ECONOMY AND WON'T MOVE BACK TO HER SEAT.

THE CO-PILOT GOES BACK TO THE BLONDE AND TRIES TO EXPLAIN THAT BECAUSE SHE ONLY PAID FOR ECONOMY SHE WILL HAVE TO LEAVE AND RETURN TO HER SEAT.

THE BLONDE REPLIES, "I'M BLONDE, I'M BEAUTIFUL, I'M GOING TO HOUSTON AND I'M STAYING RIGHT HERE."

THE CO-PILOT TELLS THE PILOT THAT HE PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE THE POLICE WAITING WHEN THEY LAND TO ARREST THIS BLONDE WOMAN WHO WON'T LISTEN TO REASON.

THE PILOT SAYS, "YOU SAY SHE IS A BLONDE? I'LL HANDLE THIS. I'M MARRIED TO A BLONDE. I SPEAK BLONDE."

HE GOES BACK TO THE BLONDE AND WHISPERS IN HER EAR, AND SHE SAYS, "OH, I'M SORRY."

SHE GETS UP AND GOES BACK TO HER SEAT IN ECONOMY.

THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT AND CO-PILOT ARE AMAZED AND ASKED HIM WHAT HE SAID TO MAKE HER MOVE WITHOUT ANY FUSS.

I TOLD HER, "FIRST CLASS ISN'T GOING TO HOUSTON .
From my usual source...

Mujibar was trying to get a job in India.

The Personnel Manager said, 'Mujibar, you have passed all the tests, except one. Unless you pass it you cannot qualify for this job.'

Mujibar said, 'I am ready.'

The manager said, 'Make a sentence using the words Yellow, Pink, and Green.'

Mujibar thought for a few minutes and said, 'Mister manager, I am ready'

The manager said, 'Go ahead.'

Mujibar said, 'The telephone goes green, green, and I pink it up, and say, 'Yellow', this is Mujibar.'

Mujibar now works as a technician at a call center for computer problems.


No doubt you have spoken to him.. I know I have!

Colonoscopy

Another for my usual source...

A physician claimed that the following are actual comments made by his patients (predominately male) while he was performing their colonoscopies:

1. 'Take it easy, Doc. You're boldly going where no man has gone before!'

2. 'Find Amelia Earhart yet?'

3. 'Can you hear me NOW?'

4. 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?'

5. 'You know, in Arkansas, we're now legally married.'

6. 'Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?'

7. 'You put your left hand in, you take your left hand out...'

8. 'Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!'

9. 'If your hand doesn't fit, you must quit!'

10. 'Hey Doc, let me know if you find my dignity.'

11. 'You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't you?'

12. 'God, now I know why I am not gay.'

And the VERY best one of all:

13. 'Could you write a note for my wife saying that my head is not up there?'

Crisco

Finally, another one from my usual source; it's been a while...

A little old man is walking around in a supermarket calling out, "Crisco, Crissssssscoooo!"

Soon an assistant manager approaches and says, "Sir, the Crisco is in aisle 3."

The old guy replies, "Oh, I'm not looking for the cooking stuff. I'm calling my wife. She's in here somewhere"

The clerk is astonished. "Your wife's name is Crisco?"

The old guy answers, "Oh no, no, no. I only call her that when we're out in public."

"I see," said the clerk. "What do you call her at home?"

"Lard ass."