This can actually be done. Not by looking through it directly, but just holding it out and looking at the shadow.
Eh, he can stick those jokes where the Sun don’t shine.
This can actually be done. Not by looking through it directly, but just holding it out and looking at the shadow.
Eh, he can stick those jokes where the Sun don’t shine.
LOL…
I heard on a news story yesterday that the eclipse crossed the US Border at Eagle Pass, TX.
I’m surprised it wasn’t turned away and sent back to Mexico…
Confused, I replied, “Oh, is that still required?”
Fifteen minutes later my boss caught me and two kids smoking pot outside my office.
When you dissect it, it dies.
Get it? Just like a frog dies when you dissect it, so does a joke when you explain it.
Basically, the frog is used as an analogy, to help people understand that jokes shouldn’t be explained, because the joke will die, or more specifically, become unfunny. So, just like when a frog dies when you dissect it, so does a joke when you dissect, or explain it.
What I saw was disgraceful, disgusting, dishonest and disingenuous.
They Camelot.
Then I beat it at kickboxing, and it never beat me at chess again.
He must be plotting something.
Moon pi.
When the water’s frozen.
A short cut.
This should be posted in the “Everest: just don’t do it” thread
In England the Civil War was a conflict based around the struggle of power between Parliament and The King - encompassing deep seated differences in religion, plus conflicts of economic and political policy.
In Texas the Civil War is an item on a to-do list.
I have to go today as well, or else I’ll be fired.
A flat miner.
It was a wrist I was willing to take.
You can stare at it longer if you wear sunglasses.
It’s by rail. They get to the train station, and one of the priests walks up to the ticket counter. The counter is staffed by a buxom young woman, wearing a low-cut sweater.
The priest says “Hi, I’d like three pickets to Tittsburgh…sorry, three tickets to Pittsburgh,” and then blushes and walks away back to the group.
The second priest walks up to the ticket counter, resolved to not make the same mistake as the first, and says to the woman “I’d like three tickets to Pittsburgh, and the change in dimes and nipples–uh, I mean, dimes and nickels…” but can’t finish and, blushing, walks away.
The third priest, who has been watching all of this and getting irritated (he’s older and the superior of the other two priests), walks over to the counter, where he can tell the woman has been enjoying seeing the priests get flustered. He carefully enunciates “I’d like three tickets to Pittsburgh, and the change in dimes and nickels. And, young lady, when you get to Heaven, St. Finger is going to wag his peter at you…”
“Excuse me mister, how do I get to the local zoo?” I asked, giggling.
He sighed and said, “I don’t know. Do I look like a tour guide to you?”
Then he asked me to remove my sunglasses. Once I’d done that he shook his head.
“Jesus…” he frowned. “What drugs are you on?”
I said, “I don’t know. Do I look like a chemist to you?”
5 years for insulting the leader and 20 years for revealing state secrets.
His name is Sparkles and he likes belly rubs.
Not only can be ornately heavy, it can still be pretty light.
That’s what I call climate change.
Nothing seemed to register with him.
It’s all a front.
They’ll root for you.
…I eat animal crackers.
After he was well past the legal limit, he stood up and shouted, “Every last Democrat is a horse’s ass!” The crowd jumped on him and beat him up.
After a week he returned to the same bar, had some drinks, and stood up and shouted, “Every last Republican is a horse’s ass!” The crowd descended upon him and beat him into silly putty again. He asks the bartender, “Who are these people anyway?”
“You don’t understand,” the bartender replied. “This is horse country.”
At a religious revival, they say “STAND UP FOR JESUS.”
At a bikers rally, they say “SIT DOWN FOR CHRIST’S SAKE.”
With that, Leroy got in line, and when it was his turn, the preacher asked, “Leroy, what do you want me to pray about for you?”
Leroy replied, “I need you to pray for help with my hearing.”
The preacher put one finger of one hand on Leroy’s ear, placed his other hand on top of Leroy’s head, and then prayed and prayed and prayed. The whole congregation joined with enthusiastic shouts of “Amen Brother!”
After a few minutes the preacher removed his hands, stood back and asked, “Leroy, how is your hearing now?”
“I don’t know,” Leroy answered. “It isn’t until next Thursday.”
One was Noah, who floated his stock while everyone else had to go into liquidation.
The other one was pharaoh’s daughter, who went to the bank of the Nile and drew out a prophet.
I guess that makes me an eighth-theist.
Because he’s dead.
The first steam-powered mechanical merry-go-round, invented by Thomas Bradshaw, appeared at a fair in 1861. The first Ferris wheel, invented by George Washington Gale Ferris Jr., was introduced at the 1893 Chicago World’s Fair. Surprisingly, the two men never met.
They simply traveled in different circles.
When was Bradshaw born, and when did he die?
Van Gogh replies, “I got one ‘ere.”
“Okay,” says the bartender. “How about a beer?”
“No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o,” replies the anteater.
“Then how about a gin and tonic?”
“No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.”
“A martini?”
“No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.”
Finally, the bartender gets fed up and says, “Hey, buddy, if you don’t mind me asking—why the long no’s?”
…but she got a yeast infection.
The first is, never tell them everything you know.
“Sounds like Tom Jones Syndrome to me,” the doctor replies.
“Is that common?”
“It’s not unusual.”
The joke setup as I originally heard it was simply “The inventor of the merry-go-round and the Ferris wheel never met…”. I thought it might give a little color to the joke if I did a bit of research and added some actual history to the joke setup. Also, I was just curious as to who did invent the merry-go-round (I already knew of Ferris). I didn’t think i’d be called out for a cite on a joke!
Actually, there doesn’t seem to be a lot of biographical info on Bradshaw. Since the intro of the merry-go-round was over 30 years before the Ferris wheel, Bradshaw may have died long before then. Or, for all I know, Bradshaw may have known Ferris well, and an elderly Bradshaw attended the opening day of the Ferris wheel at the World’s Fair. My joke research admittedly was not that exhaustive.
The Votemaster had an amusing variation on the astronomer captured by a primitive tribe on the day of an eclipse.
He asked one of the natives whether he was going to be eaten early in the day or late. The native said that it would be late. “Aha” thought the astronomer, “I can threaten them to take away the sun unless they release me.” Then the native added, “About an hour after the eclipse.”
Never lick the spoon.
There weren’t any chickens in those days.
The husband bought her a deck of cards.
She had a crook with her.
Well, bring her in to see me tomorrow.
I can’t, she’s flown south for the winter!
Her staff included a crook.
“A staff with a crook at one end is called a shepherd’s crook, and is a long, sturdy stick with a hook at one end. Shepherds use shepherd’s crooks to manage and sometimes catch sheep. The crook lengthens the shepherd’s reach, making it easier to detain a sheep.”
/end boring aside.
Viewed from above, in the United Kingdom, merry-go-rounds, called “gallopers” by the showmen community when populated by model horses, usually turn clockwise (from the outside, animals face to the left), while in North America and Mainland Europe, carousels typically go counterclockwise (animals face to the right)