Assault a Case of Mistaken Weasel Identity
When life imitates addictive on-line games:
Angry Birds Dive-Bomb Police
Okay, so last week we had a story about dumb criminals snorting remains. This week, grandma's remains get "misplaced." Maybe I need to change my will (whatever you do, DON'T cremate me)!
Grandma's Urn Left at Goodwill
Awwww! I want a cute, mutant-radioactive bunny!
Alleged Mutated Bunny (Fukushima)
I love the poster for The Shining!
From @funnyoneliners
Good mothers let you lick the beaters when they're making a cake. Great mothers turn the mixer off first.
From @funnyoneliners
Some of us learn from the mistakes of others. The rest of us have to be the others.
16 Iconic Characters Past Their Prime
Cleaned up, PC version of a joke I heard:
An extremely short cowboy went in to see the doctor.
"Doc," he said, turning red. "I got a real problem here. My . . . huevos . . . they're killing me. I think it's cancer."
Doc said, "Let's take a look." He had the man jump up on the exam table. "Drop your pants."
Doc took a look at first one, then the other, and said, "I think I see the problem."
He grabbed the big scissors. "This won't hurt a bit."
The man squeezed his eyes shut and braced for the pain.
Snip, snip. Snip, snip. "There. How's that feel?"
The short man opened his eyes. "It feels great," he said, relieved. "What did you do?"
"I took two inches off the top of your cowboy boots."
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