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Palin meets Lear
From Edward Nilges ENGLISH 101 TERM PAPER
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Post Turtles...
While suturing a cut on the hand of a 75-year old Texas rancher whose hand was caught in a gate while working cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man. Eventually the topic got around to Sarah Palin and her bid to be a heartbeat away from being President. The old rancher said, "Well, ya know, Palin is a post turtle." Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a post turtle was. The old rancher said, "When you're driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that's a post turtle .You know she didn't get up there by herself, she doesn't belong up there, she doesn't know what to do while she is up there, and you just wonder what kind of dumb ass put her up there to begin with." To be honest, that's not a totally accurate assesment. We're fairly sure that Doctor Dobson was the dumb ass who put her there. He doesn't like McCain but I think he sees McCain as a ticket to the Palin Presidency. I can almost see Dobson on his knees if McCain gets elected, praying for a quick and painless death so that Palin can go forth as Dobson's and Palin's God intends. Just to clarify, I don't believe that Palin's "Christ" has anything to do with the Christ you find in the Bible, a Christ rich in humanity and too complex for her to understand, given the few snippets I've seen of her religious beliefs. She interprets Christ as the judge who will destroy the world in Revelations rather than the one who will bring peace.
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Sheba was helping me with my crossword puzzle
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Kudos to Muskrat John for another good laugh
First, go here. Yes, thank you Then comes a discussion I had with a fellow geek when I showed him today's DorkTower: GeekFriend: chuckles
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For everyone with daughters
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George Lucas in Love
Click, clicky, click now!
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When computers rule the world....
While it may change, click on this link for a very interesting google maps page. ( Just in case it has changed and disappears ) Gotta love Google!
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An Orthographic Lament
If an S and an I and an O and a U With an X at the end spell Su; And an E and a Y and an E spell I, Pray what is a speller to do? Then, if also an S and an I and a GCharles F. Adams
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A knotty co-nun-drum (or unravelling a mystery)
Yes, both of those are bad titles but the story is no better. I mean, the article actually says: the knitting business began to unravelso I can't be blamed...well, ok, but not much. Here's the scoop. A Greek Convent of nuns started a knitting business, rather popular with the locals. But the felt the need to keep up with the Jonses and bought 6 industrial knitting machines and attended foreign fashion shows. The 55 nuns, known to be a "fiesty" crowd, mortgaged their monastery to pay for their habit <yes, I know, I know, the puns get worse but I'm almost done> Here's the full story:( read more ) Really, what more can be said? <yes, that really is an open invitation for paronomastics to start commenting>
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It makes perfect sense if you think about it that way but most people wouldn't
I was in Wal*Mart™ last night, taking care of some gift shopping for Christmas. What I needed was wrapping paper, which I couldn't find. So, I asked a passing manager where it was. "Just through those doors," she said as she pointed. Incredulously I asked, "In the Garden Center?" "Oh, yes, that's where the trees are so that's where the wrapping paper and gift bags are. After all, you put the wrapped gifts under the tree," she continued on, blithely unaware of the stare I was giving her. And it dawned on me that this was a Gracie Allen moment. I love Gracie. The Wikipedia article sums up one part of her charm: Highly intelligent in real life, her character's humor came from a near perfect ability to misunderstand whatever was said to her. If a word had multiple meanings, Gracie could be counted on to choose the wrong one every time. What made the character so endearing was her good-natured patience with the rest of the world — which clearly wasn't as bright as she was.The other part was her illogical logic. It made perfect sense when you looked at it the way she did, but most people never would think to look at it that way. Which brings me to Wal*mart™ and the Wally*World®™ manager who was explaining, as though it were the most logical conclusion in the world, that you put the wrapping paper with the trees because that's where the wrapped gifts end up. <smiling wistfully to the heavens, wondering if George is finally back playing straight-man to Gracie and tipping my hat in recognition of comedic genius> Good night
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Chipmunks Roasting On An Open Fire
By: Bob Rivers (Parody of The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire) by Nat King Cole with the Chipmunks commentary) Chipmunks roasting on an open fire Hot sauce dripping from their toes (“Oh! That tickles!”) Yuletide squirrels fresh filleted by the choir They poked hot skewers through their nose (“Ow! Wrong end, ya cowboy!”) Everybody knows some pepper and a garlic clove Help to make them seasoned right Tiny rats with a crisp golden coat Will really hit the spot tonight And now when Santa sees his tray (“Ho ho ho ho ho ho”) There’ll be some homemade chipmunk jerky for his sleigh (“Mmmm…Hey, look at that!”) And every hungry child is gonna spy To see if chipmunks really sing when they fry And so I’m brushing on some honey glaze To keep them crisp and juicy too Let’s hope they get served many times many ways Tasty Chipmunks; good food “On that, Mr. Cole, ” “Yes, sir, Mr. Seville?” “Would you mind handing me the barbeque sauce? I am starved!” ”Oh,no problem Dave. Hey listen, you best be havin’ two of those drumsticks, because they’re oh-so tiny and there ain’t much meat upon ‘em” (“What about animal rights, Dave?”) “Put a sock in it Melvin” “You know, for years people said you over-rated hamsters were my meal ticket. Now I guess you could just say you’re my meal!” “That’s a good one, Dave…I always knew you was the funny one in the group!” “Damn straight!” And so I'm offering some recipes From chipmunk pie to chipmunk stew I’m not really sad that it ended this way Furry chipmunks screw you “Did you hear that Melvin? Melvin? Mellllviiiiin?" “Why, I’m sorry Dave, did you want Melvin? There’s plenty of Thagadore left though…”
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Top 10 reasons Halloween is better than sex
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Short and sweet
Hemingway once wrote a story in just six words ("For sale:baby shoes, never worn.") and is said to have called it his best work. So weasked sci-fi, fantasy, and horror writers from the realms of books, TV,movies, and games to take a shot themselves.So says Wired magazine in this entry, and I love their graphic, which proves that William Shatner can write, provided he has the correct ghost writer: So, I invite you to try your hand at it. Here's mine: Moths dreaming of butterflies are beatufiul.
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In Celebration of British Military History
We Americans owe a great deal to the British and, as this PDF shows, they owe us something too
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The other side of the story
Five blind elephants were arguing about what a zen monk was. Each of them was totally convinced that their own theory was right and that theother four blind elephants were misguided. They decided that the only way to settle the argument was to go find a zen monk and learn from direct experience what the truth was. Then the issue would be settled. ( Read more... )
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The earth shudders and rumbles. Cheap bric-a-brac put on shelving simply for the dramatic effect it makes as it stutters to the edge and proves that gravity is still working does just that. Women shriek in fear, Men are glad they wore brown pants.
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The scanty flame of the lamps that struggle against the darkness
"It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents--except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness." --Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford (1830) In the almost 9 score years since the lead paragraph of this post was first published --and referenced umpteen times as Snoopy polished his ( novel )-- there have been tons of ink as purple as the prose Lord Bulwer-Lytton commonly used for coloring his pages. And 24 times the folks at San Jose State University have been asking everyone for their best shot at reproducing works that could be mistken for someting out of Paul Clifford. Aside:And today they announced the winners of the 2006 Bulwer-Lytton writing contest. Before clicking, please remove all edible and potable items from your work area. Make sure you have swallowed what ever is in your mouth. Let you co-workers know that you are about to read some pun-ishing works that may cause groans, chortles, chuckles and outright laughter. Anyone who has used up their bad pun quotient for the month should be given direct IV infusions of pun-ch. As always, caveat punster. You can read the entire lot here but, as I do every year, I'll list the winner and my favorites.
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While waiting for the results to be posted
Even though NPR read the winning entry, the results aren't in so some humor to tide you over from Snopes.com: ( Read more here )
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Why random is bad..
Don't do anything to hurt your penis. It's better to be embarrased for a moment than damage your child-bearing, urine-flusing member for life.That comes from How to Hide an Erection
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For every storm a rainbow
“May God give you...For every storm a rainbow, for every tear a smile, for every care a promise and a blessing in each trial. For every problem life sends, a faithful friend to share, for every sigh a sweet song and an answer for each prayer.”Depending upon your point of view, where I live has either been blessed by having major storms just skirt us or cursed by the lack of a rousing good thunderstorm. Either way, I went out to get something after the storm and saw a beautiful rainbow. There was also a tree in the road that I moved but it was someone's dead Christmas tree and was just an accident waiting to happen. But the rainbow, as you can clearly see from the photo, has an end. In a bulding. ![]() But not just any building. It ended right in Wal*Mart. The following story is not true... I didn't really do it... But oh I wanted to.... ( Read on if you dare )
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