A blond left her car out in a hail-storm. When the storm was over she checked the car and found out it was covered with small dents. She went to the local garage and inquired how to fix the problem. The mechanic told her to blow on the tailpipe and the dents would be removed. She took the car home parked it and proceeded to blow on the pipe. Another blond came by and inquired what she was doing, she told her she was blowing on the tailpipe to remove the dents. The other blonde responded, "That's not going to work unless you roll up the windows!"
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp,"Excuthe me, mither, do you keep widdle wabbits?"The store keeper gets down on his knees so as to be on her level, and asks,"Do you want a widdle white wabby or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabby or maybeone like that cute widdle bwown wabby over there?"She in turn puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice, "I don't fink my pet python weally gives a thit!"
Oldie but still funny (to me anyway)
So ..... Why did the chicken cross the road?
George Bush
We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road.
We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not.
Our side of the road is the right side of the road and the chicken is either against us or for us.
There is no middle ground for any chicken.
John Kerry
Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road... I am now against it.
Colin Powell
To the left of the screen you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.
Donald Rumsfeld
I have known about the chicken crossing the road for several months.
I was investigating why the chicken moved but didn't feel it was necessary to alert anyone.
Martin Luther King, JR.
I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.
Al Gore
That chicken was my chicken. I invented the chicken as well as the road that it crossed over.
Martha Stewart
No one called me to warn me which way the chicken was going.
I had a standing order at the farmers market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level.
No little bird gave me inside information.
Grandpa
In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road.
Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.


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