Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Wed
1
Dec
2004

One Boob Says…

One saggy boob said to the other saggy boob:
"If we don't get some support soon, people will think we're nuts."

"Life is all about ass:
you're either covering it,
laughing it off,
kicking it,
kissing it,
busting it,
trying to get a piece of it,
or behaving like one."

*sorry about all the jokes, I'm cleaning out my email.

Oh, and the Day by Day cartoon is back as of today. Check out the strip at the bottom of the page!

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Tue
30
Nov
2004

I Think He Got It

Subject: Politics 101

A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is Politics?"

Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I am the head of the family, so call me The President. Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government. We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People. The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we will call him the Future. Now think about that and see if it makes sense."

So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.

Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper.

So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. F! inding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny.

He gives up and goes back to bed.

The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now."

The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about."

The little boy replies, "The President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit."
Tue
30
Nov
2004

Window Curtains

A blonde woman goes into a department store and tells the salesman she wants a pair of pink curtains. He assures her they have a good selection of pink curtains. He shows her many kinds and different fabrics of curtains. She finally picks out a pink floral pattern.

The salesman asks, "What size do you need?"

She says, "17 inches."

He exclaims, "17 INCHES? What room are they for?"

She says, "It's not for a room, it's for my computer monitor."

The surprised salesman exclaims, "Miss, computers do not need curtains."

The blond says, "Helllllooooooo... I've got Windows!!"

Monday, November 15, 2004

Mon
15
Nov
2004

Font Fun

My friend Chrissy will appreciate this (found at ASV):
A font walks into a bar.
The bartenders says: "Hey, we don't serve your type in here!"

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Tue
9
Nov
2004

Beer Troubles?

I know some people who could use this as a reference:


BEER TROUBLESHOOTING CHART
SYMPTOM FAULT ACTION
Feet cold and wet. Glass being held at incorrect angle. Rotate glass so that open end points toward ceiling.
Feet warm and wet. Improper bladder control. Stand next to nearest dog, complain about house training.
Beer unusually pale and tasteless. Glass empty. Get someone to buy you another beer.
Opposite wall covered with fluorescent lights. You have fallen over backward. Have yourself leashed to bar.
Mouth contains cigarette butts. You have fallen forward. See above.
Beer tasteless, front of your shirt is wet. Mouth not open, or glass applied to wrong part of face. Retire to restroom, practice in mirror.
Floor blurred. You are looking through bottom of empty glass. Get someone to buy you another beer.
Floor moving. You are being carried out. Find out if you are being taken to another bar.
Room seems unusually dark. Bar has closed. Confirm home address with bartender.
Taxi suddenly takes on colorful aspect and textures. Beer consumption has exceeded personal limitations. Cover mouth.
Everyone looks up to you and smiles. You are dancing on the table. Fall on somebody cushy-looking.
Beer is crystal-clear. It's water. Somebody is trying to sober you up. Punch him.
Hands hurt, nose hurts, mind unusually clear. You have been in a fight. Apologize to everyone you see, just in case it was them.
Don't recognize anyone, don't recognize the room you're in. You've wandered into the wrong party. See if they have free beer.
Your singing sounds distorted. The beer is too weak. Have more beer until your voice improves.
Don't remember the words to the song. Beer is just right. Play air guitar.