Yuks and Such
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| To: Dept. of Homeland Security Dear Sirs: I am writing to you for further instructions to what the next step is for me to take in protecting my family from possible attacks by terrorists. ![]() I have my duck taped....now what? |
| A man, after living a full life and being the best possible sailor and proud member of the US Navy, dies. When he got to heaven, St. Peter was showing him around. They came to a modest little bungalow with a faded Navy Crest in the window. "This cottage is yours--yours for ETERNITY," said Peter. "This is very special and not just anyone gets a home like this up here!" The Sailor felt special, indeed, and walked up to his house. On the way up to the porch, he notices another house just around the corner. It was a tri-level mansion with a gold carpet rolled along the pathway, and a 50-foot tall scarlet and gold statue bearing the image of the Marines' eagle, globe and anchor. Not just this, but every window bore some sort of Marine paraphernalia! The Sailor dismally looks at Peter and said, "Peter, I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, but I have question to ask." "I was an outstanding citizen, I served 30 years of honest and faithful service, I did the best I could for the people I came in contact with!" Peter asked, "So what is your question, my son?" "Well, why is it that those Marines get a better house than us Navy chaps?" Peter chuckles and says, "Silly swabbie, that's God's house!" (from Glenn and Bette Barkley) |
A few One-Liners...
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SOMEBODY SAID...
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| A small, rural West Virginia Wild Animal Park had acquired a very rare species of gorilla. Within a few weeks, the female gorilla became very difficult to handle. Upon examination, the park veterinarian determined the problem, the gorilla was in heat. To make matters worse, there were no male gorillas of the species available. While reflecting on their problem, the park administrators noticed Ed, a part time, redneck intern, responsible for cleaning the animals' cages. Ed, like most rednecks, had little sense, but possessed ample ability to satisfy a female of ANY species. So, the park administrators thought they might have a solution. Ed was approached with a proposition. Would he be willing to have sex with the gorilla for $500? Ed showed some interest, but said he would have to think the matter over carefully. The following day, Ed announced that he would accept their offer, but only under three conditions. "First," he said, "I don't want to have to kiss her. Secondly, you must never tell anyone about this." The park administration quickly agreed to these conditions, so they asked what was his third condition. "Well," said Ed, "You gotta give me another week to come up with the $500." --------------------------- A couple has a dog that snores. Annoyed because she can't sleep, the wife goes to the vet to see if he can help. The vet tells the woman to tie a ribbon around the dog's testicles and he will stop snoring. "Yeah right!" she says. A few minutes after going to bed, the dog begins snoring as usual. The wife tosses and turns, unable to sleep. Muttering to herself, she goes to the closet and grabs a piece of ribbon and ties it carefully around the dog's testicles. Sure enough, the dog stops snoring. The woman is amazed! Later that night, her husband returns home DRUNK from being out with his buddies. He climbs into bed, falls asleep, and begins snoring loudly. The woman thinks maybe the ribbon will work on him. So, to the closet again, grabs a piece of ribbon, and ties it around her husband's testicles. Amazingly, it also works on him! The woman sleeps soundly. He wakes from a drunken stupor and stumbles into the bathroom. As he stands in front of the toilet, he glances in the mirror and sees a blue ribbon attached to himself. Very confused, he walks back into the bedroom and sees a red ribbon attached to his dog's testicles. He shakes his head and looks at the dog and says, "I don't know where we were or what we did, but, by God, we got first and second place!" --------------------------- HOW TO SIMULATE BEING A SAILOR ON BOARD SHIP:
Quote of the Day: A good friend will come and bail you out of jail........but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...that was fun!" --------------------------- An American is walking down the street when he sees a Polack with a very long pole and a yardstick. He's standing the pole on its end and trying to reach the top of it with his yardstick. Seeing the Polack's ignorance, the American wrenches the pole out of his hand, lays it on the sidewalk, measures it with the yardstick, and says, "There! 10 feet long." The Polack grabs the yardstick and shouts, "You idiot American! I don't care how long it is! I want to know how high it is!" ----------------------- Vow of Silence A man joined the priesthood. The order he joined could not speak for seven years. Then they could only say 2 words. After the first seven years passed, he went into a small room where he was given the chance to say his two words to the leadership of the order. His two words were "Too cold." He was given extra blankets. The next seven years passed and the leadership took him back into the small room and his 2 words were "Bad food." The kitchen changed the menu for him. When the next seven years had passed they took him back into the small room, and his 2 words were "I quit". "Fine!!!" exclaimed the leaders, "All you have done since you got here is complain." (from Robert Loser) |
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More One-Liners...
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| I Didn't realize how deep the interservice rivalry between the Navy and the Marine Corps ran until just before my son's birth. At a prenatal checkup, I asked my obstetrician, a Navy officer, what type of anesthesia he was planning to use. "You're a Marine officer's wife, aren't you?" he said. "Yes," I answered. "Well, then," he replied, "you get to bite on a silver bullet." (Reader's Digest - "Humor In Uniform") |
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| Speeding? Woman: Is there a problem, Officer? Officer: Ma'am, you were speeding. Woman: Oh, I see. Officer: Can I see your license please? Woman: I'd give it to you but I don't have one. Officer: Don't have one? Woman: Lost it for drunk driving. Officer: I see...Can I see your vehicle registration papers please. Woman: I can't do that. Officer: Why not? Woman: I stole this car. Officer: Stole it? Woman: Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner. Officer: You what? Woman: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see. The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun. Officer 2: Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please! The woman steps out of her vehicle. Woman: Is there a problem sir? Officer 2: One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner. Woman: Murdered the owner? Officer 2: Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please. The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk. Officer 2: Is this your car, ma'am? Woman: Yes, here are the registration papers. The officer is quite stunned. Officer 2: One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license. The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it to the officer. The officer snaps opens the clutch purse and examines the license. He looks quite puzzled. Officer 2: Thank you ma'am, one of my officers told me you didn't have a license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the owner. Woman: 'Betcha the liar told you I was speeding, too. (from Richard Scruggs) |
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| Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we
like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions. "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key. You get into your teens, now they can't hold you! Back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13 but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . . you become 21.Even the words sound like a ceremony . . . YOU BECOME 21. . . YESSSS!!! But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk. He TURNED, we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed? You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 . . . and your dreams are gone! But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would! So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60. You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday! You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I was JUST 92." Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!" May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!! (from Nancy Aubel) |
Actual excuse notes from parents [including original spelling] collected by the University of Texas Medical Branch at Galveston:
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| In this life I'm a woman. In my next life, I'd like to come back as a bear. When you're a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months. I could deal with that. Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that, too. When you're a girl bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake to partially grown, cute, cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with that. If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. I could deal with that. If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat. Yup...gonna be a bear. (anonymous) |
| A husband looking through the paper came upon a study that said women use more words than men. Excited to prove to his wife that he had been right all along when he accused her of talking too much, he showed her the study results. It read, "Men use about 15,000 words per day, but women use 30,000." The wife thought for awhile and then finally said to her husband, "It's because we have to repeat everything we say." The husband said, "What?" (from Wayne Fritz) |
| Rules of Combat... USMC
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| A friend just got back from a holiday skiing trip to Utah with the kind of story that warms the cockles of anybody's heart. Conditions were perfect...12 below, no feeling in the toes, basic numbness all over...the "Tell me when we're having fun" kind of day. One of the women in the group complained to her husband that she was in dire need of a rest room. He told her not to worry, that he was sure there was relief waiting at the top of the lift in the form of a powder room for female skiers in distress. He was wrong, of course, and the pain did not go away. If you've ever had nature hit its panic button in you, then you know that a temperature of 12 below doesn't help matters. With time running out, the woman weighed her options. Her husband, picking up on the intensity of the pain, suggested that since she was wearing an all-white ski outfit, she should go off in the woods and no one would even notice. He assured her, "The white will provide more than adequate camouflage." So she headed for the tree line, began lowering her ski pants and proceeded to do her thing. If you've ever parked on the side of a slope, then you know there is a right way and wrong way to set your skis so you don't move. Yup, you got it!!! She had them positioned the wrong way. Steep slopes are not forgiving...even during the most embarrassing moments. Without warning, the woman found herself skiing backward, out-of-control, racing through the trees...somehow missing all of them and onto another slope. Her derriere and the reverse side were still bare, her pants down around her knees, and she was picking up speed all the while. She continued backwards, totally out-of-control, creating an unusual vista for the other skiers. The woman skied back under the lift and finally collided violently with a pylon.The bad news was that she broke her arm and was unable to pull up her ski pants. At long last her husband arrived, putting an end to her nudie show, then summoned the ski patrol. They transported her to a hospital. While in the emergency room, a man with an obviously broken leg was put in the bed next to hers. "So, how'd you break your leg?" she asked, making small talk. "It was the darndest thing you ever saw," he said. "I was riding up this ski lift and suddenly, I couldn't believe my eyes! There was this crazy woman skiing backward, out- of-control, down the mountain, with her bare bottom hanging out of her pants. I leaned over to get a better look and fell out of the lift." "So, how'd you break your arm?" (from Gary Lehman) |
| When our son was in Marine boot camp at Parris Island, S.C., we received this cryptic note from him: "Dear Mom and Dad No time to write. Please send a few things I need alarm clock, nail clippers, panty hose. It's cold down here. Love, Rob." I agonized over what size panty hose a man six feet tall, with a 30-inch waist, would wear. What style? What color? Support? Sheer? Control top? Does 'One Size Fits All' really fit all? I decided on queen size, opaque, in suntan, with a reinforced toe. Hoping they would keep our handsome Marine warm, I mailed the package. It wasn't until Rob came home for Christmas that the mystery was finally solved. "How did those panty hose work out?" was one of the first questions I asked. "Thanks, Mom, they were great! They're the best thing for putting a super shine on my boots." (Reader's Digest "Humor In Uniform") |
| Did you hear about the American lost in the desert? He found a magic lamp, like Alladin's. When he rubbed it, out popped a genie and sure enough granted him 3 wishes; but warned that everything he wished for would be doubled and given to every Arab terrorist in the world. First he wished for a huge meal because he was starved. He recieved a banquet; but it was then doubled and given to every Arab terrorist. Second he wished for a million dollars. He recieved a million dollars but every terrrorist recieved two million dollars. Then the genie asked him what is your third wish? Well replied the man, "I'd like you to beat me half to death." (from Jacqueline Carr) |
Interesting...
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| A man, desperate for water, and lost in the desert, was plodding through the desert when he saw something far off in the distance. Hoping to find water, he walked towards the image, only to find a little old Jewish man sitting at a card table with a bunch of neckties laid out on it. The man asked, "I'm dying of thirst, can I have some water?" The other replied, "I don't have any water, but why don't you buy a tie? Here's one that goes nicely with your robes." The lost man shouted, "I don't want a tie, you idiot, I need water!" "OK, don't buy a tie. But to show you what a nice guy I am, I'll tell you that over that hill there, about four miles, is a nice restaurant. Walk that way; they have all the water you need." The poor man thanked him, staggered away towards the hill and eventually disappeared. Three hours later the lost man came crawling back to where the Jewish man was sitting behind his card table. The man said, "...I told you, about four miles over that hill. Couldn't you find it?" The lost man rasped, "I found it all right. Your brother wouldn't let me in without a tie." (from Marcia Soffer) |
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