Joke thread (Don't read if you don't like funny)

02/05/2009 - 15:29

A bloke's wife goes missing while swimming off the New England coast. He reports the event, searches fruitlessly and spends a terrible night wondering what could have happened to her..

Next morning there's a knock at the door and he is confronted by a couple of policemen, the old Sarge and a younger Deputy.

The Sarge says, "Mate, we have some news for you, unfortunately some really bad news, but, some good news, and maybe some more good news".

"Well," says the bloke, "I guess I'd better have the bad news first?"

The Sarge says, "I'm really sorry mate, but your wife is dead. Young Bill here found her lying at about five fathoms in a little cleft in the rocks. He got a line around her and we pulled her up, but she was dead." The bloke is naturally pretty distressed to hear of this and has a bit of a turn. But after a few minutes he pulls himself together and asks what the good news is.

The Sarge says, "Well, when we got your wife up, there were quite a few really good sized crays and a swag of nice crabs attached to her, so we've brought you your share." He hands the bloke a sugar bag with a couple of nice crays and four or five crabs in it. "Geez thanks. They're bloody beauties. I guess it's an ill wind and all that... So what's the other possible good news?"

"Well," the Sarge says, "if you fancy a quick trip, me and young Bill here get off duty at around 11 o'clock and we're gonna shoot over there and pull her up again!"

Frances

[ADMIN NOTE: Please keep all jokes clean.  As in "radio friendly."  Nothing mean spirited, i.e. no sexism, racism, homophobia, et cetera.  Thanks]



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03/23/2009 - 16:32
The French Revolution

During the French Revolution a lawyer, a priest, and an engineer are all to be put to death by the guillotine.

The lawyer lies down, waiting for the blade to come down. When the blade drops it suddenly stops inches away from the lawyer's throat. Every watching agrees he can't be legally executed twice, so they let him go free.

The priest goes next and the same thing happens, the blade stops inches from his throat. Everyone watching agrees he was saved by divine intervention, so they let him go free.

The engineer is next, he stares up at the blade and suddenly he shouts out "Wait a second, I see your problem..."



03/23/2009 - 22:21
Octomom Giving Birth

That video was so wrong!!! LOL

Why did the blond climb the chain link fence?

To see what was on the other side!

What's the difference between a lawyer and a catfish?

One is a bottom dwelling scum sucker and the other is a fish!

--

You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time.



03/24/2009 - 08:36
Ragdump's photo

Ragdump, your tree is a little spooky! Have you ever heard of the 'green man'? It looks like you have an absolutely natural 'green man' in your woods! That is very cool.

Frances



03/24/2009 - 10:43
Ragdump spooky tree The

Ragdump spooky tree

The photo doesn't do it justice when the light is just right and you're walking bye it will scare you!!

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Ragdump



03/24/2009 - 15:19
Not a log joke but a log question.

Yuhjn wrote:

It's not a joke but clearly timber has been the single most important natural resource in last 10,000 years of human evolution.

Without trees we would be in the stone age still, living in caves.

So I've been trying to figure out why there are not more "log" nicknames/handles here on this log house building forum. Am I the only one to notice that there are more names that include the word "rock" than "log"? Meaning no disrespect to anyone but could this be evolution in the making?

Thanks, Loghousenut.



03/24/2009 - 20:20
Dude gets a forestry job

A dude decides to travel cross country to see the Pacific Ocean. When he gets to Sierra Nevada, he likes the place so much that he decides to stay. But first he must find a job. He walks into the State Forestry Bureau and fills out an application as an 'experienced' logger. It's his lucky day. They just happen to be looking for someone. But first, the manager takes him for a ride in the truck to see how much he knows.

The manager stops the truck on the side of the road and points at it. "See that tree over there? I want you to tell me what species it is and how many board feet of lumber it contains.” The dude promptly answers, "It's a Sitka spruce and contains 383 board feet of lumber." The manager is impressed! He puts the truck in motion and stops again about a mile down the road. He points at another tree through the passenger door window. and asks the same question. This time, it's a bigger tree of a different class. "It's a Douglas fir and has 690 board feet." says the dude. Now the manager is really impressed. The dude has answered quickly and got the answers right without even using a calculator!

One more test. They drive a little farther down the road, and the manager stops again. This time, he points across the road through his driver side window. "And what about that one?" Before the manager finishes pointing, the dude says, "A yellow cedar, 242 board feet." The foreman spins the truck around and heads back to the office. He's a little peeved because he thinks that this dude is smarter than he. As they near the office, the manager stops the truck and asks the dude to step outside. He hands him a piece of chalk and tells him, "See that tree over there. I want you to mark an X on the front of that tree." The manager thinks to himself, "Idiot! How does he know which is the front of the tree?"

When the dude reaches the tree, he goes around it in a circle while looking at the ground. He then reaches up and places a white X on the trunk. He runs back to the manager and hands him the chalk. "That is the front of the tree," the dude states confidently. The manager laughs out loud and asks sarcastically, "How in the heck do you know that's the front of the tree?"The dude looks down at his feet, and replies, "Cuz someone took a poop behind it."



03/24/2009 - 20:51
Ragdump Now thats a logger

Ragdump Now thats a logger joke

Only problem with that joke here in the Sierra's they would have called him a flatlander,I always try and stay up on the logger lingo so they don't think I'm a flatlander

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Ragdump



03/25/2009 - 01:11
logger jokes

I googled them...Logger Jokes

Why didn't the dendrochronologist get married?
All he ever dated was trees!

What's the difference between an environmentalist and a developer?
The environmentalist already has his house in the mountains.

Once upon a time, there were two lumberjacks, named Smith and
Do-Dah. These two lumberjacks became best friends, doing everything
together. They ate together (while working, of course), worked
together, played together and even got married on the same day.
Every day, after saying goodbye to their wives, they would head
for the woods to cut down trees.
After a while, they developed a routine way of doing things.
Smith would climb up into the tree, and cut the top part off, called
"topping the tree". Then when he had climbed down, Do-Dah would cut
down the tree itself.
They did this routine for over thirty years. As the years went by,
Do-Dah started to lose his hearing.
One day, Smith topped off the tree and yelled "Timber!" to let his
friend know the top part was coming down. Do-Dah didn't hear him and
the falling tree top landed on him.
Seeing that his friend was caught under the tree top, Smith rushed
down the tree crying "Do-Dah! Do-Dah! My friend! Are you all right?"
But it was too late. His friend was dead.
After sitting and crying for a while, Smith decided he needed to go
and tell Do-Dah's wife that her husband was dead. As he walked thru
the woods, towards her house, he kept thinking, over and over, "What
am I gonna tell this poor woman? How do I tell her that her husband
is dead???"
Before he knew it, he was standing outside her door, and still
didn't know how to tell her.
Just then, the door opened. It was Mrs. Do-Dah, leaving to go
shopping.
She was surprised to see Smith standing there, and asked, "Why,
hello Mr. Smith. What can I do for you today??"
Smith was speechless and just stood there and looked at her.
Finally, from somewhere deep inside him, Smith began to sing.
"Guess who died in the woods today...Do-Dah, Do-Dah."

Back around the turn of the century, said Zeddie Gillenwater of
Sumerco, some West Virginia farmers often sold virgin timber to mills
but had a difficult time getting their logs delivered.
One inexpensive way was to pile logs in a creek and wait for a big
rain. When the water came up, the logs formed a "raft" and the farmer
floated them to the mill. Because a lot of farmers were doing this,
the logs piled up and mixed together, so the individuals "branded"
their wood.
One such farmer, a fellow called Joggie-Eye, was late getting to his
logs one morning after a big rain. When he arrived at the creek, his
timber was gone.
Joggie-Eye took off along the creek. Every unmarked log he found,
he put his mark on it.
"Hey, Joggie-Eye," another farmer yelled at him, "those aren't your
logs. Stop branding them."
"My logs vanished last night and these must be them," the brander
replied.
"They can't be your logs, Joggie-Eye. These logs are way upstream
from your place."
"Well," said the farmer, continuing to brand, "my logs left in the
night and I'm not sure which way they went."

A little withered old man walks into a timber company office,
and applies for a job as a lumberjack. The foreman politely tries
to talk him out of the idea. After all, he is old, small, and
apparently much too weak to fell trees. The old man picks up an
axe and walks over to a huge redwood. As he goes to work, a high
pitched whine comes from the axe, chips of wood fly everwhere,
and the odor of burning wood fills the air. In record time, the
old man is finished chopping down the tree.
"That's just astounding," the forman says, "wherever did you
learn to chop down trees like that?"
"Well now," the old man smiles, "have you ever heard of the
Sahara Forest?"
"You mean the Sahara Desert."
"Sure, that's what it's called NOW..."

--

Attended class January 24-25, 2009



04/03/2009 - 15:32
Ragdump Nayda Suleman Out

Ragdump

Nayda Suleman
Out for a walk with the family

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Ragdump



05/07/2009 - 17:51

05/07/2009 - 18:07
Blonde Mason Joke

An Irishman , a Mexican and a Blonde Guy were doing masonry work on scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building. They were eating lunch and the Irishman said, "Corned beef and cabbage! If I get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch, I'm going to jump off this building." The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, "Burritos again! If I get burritos one more time I'm going to jump off, too." The blonde opened his lunch and said, " Bologna again! If I get a bologna sandwich one more time, I'm jumping too."

The next day, the Irishman opened his lunch box, saw corned beef and cabbage, and jumped to his death.
The Mexican opened his lunch, saw a burrito, and jumped, too. The blonde guy opened his lunch, saw the bologna and jumped to his death as well.

At the funeral, the Irishman's wife was weeping. She said, "If I'd known how really tired he was of corned beef and cabbage, I never would have given it to him again!" The Mexican's wife also wept and said, "I could have given him tacos or enchiladas! I didn't realize he hated burritos so much." Everyone turned and stared at the blonde's wife. The blonde's wife said, "Don't look at me. He makes his own lunch."



07/10/2009 - 17:54
craigslist ad pretty funny

Ok, let me start by saying this pickup is only available for purchase by the manliest of men (or women). My friend, If it was possible for a vehicle to sprout chest hair and a five o’clock shadow, this Toyota would look like Tom Selleck. It’s just that manly.
It was never intended to drive to the mall so you can pick up that adorable shirt at Abercrombie and Fitch that you have your eye on. It wasn’t meant to transport you to yoga class or Bed, Bath and Beyond. No, that’s what your Prius is for. If that’s the kind of car you are looking for, then just do us all a favor and stop reading right now. I mean it. Stop.
This pickup was engineered by 3rd degree ninja super-warriors in the highest mountains of Japan to serve the needs of the man who cheats death on a daily basis. They didn’t even consider superfluous nancy boy amenities like navigation systems(real men don’t get lost), heated leather seats(a real man doesn’t need anything to warm his butt), or On Star (real men don’t even know what the hell on star is).
No, this brute comes with things for us testosterone-fueled super action junkies. It has a 4 cylinder engine, just powerful enough to outrun the Taliban camels, but just fuel efficient enough to get you to and from the arm wrestling contests in which you repeatedly kick ass. It has brand new rancho shocks to get you in and out of the jungle without spilling your protein shake. It has a raised platform in the bed so you can sleep under the camper top after a long night in the octagon.. (or bar) It has oversized tires and a four wheel drive system that will climb a mountain like a donkey on crack. It has a plug in block heater to keep the engine starting in the middle of the coldest winter Wyoming night. It has a two Thule bars on the top of the leer bed topper to keep load whatever gear you may need to load to keep your ass in the clear.
It has room for you and the 2 other hotties (I fit 3 in the cab once) you pick up on the way to the gym to blast your pecs and hammer your glutes.
There’s only 128,000 miles on this four-wheeled hellcat from Planet Kickass. Trust me, the legendary 22r motor in this beast will outlive you and the offspring that carry your name. Did I mention this truck comes with a first aid kit? Yep, in it you will find a pint of whiskey, a stitch-your-own-wound kit, and a hunk of leather to bite down on while operating on yourself.
The dents and dings that serve as good memories for plowing through people I don’t like are probably less what you would expect. But a few do exist.
My price on this bad boy is an incredibly low $4500, but I’ll entertain reasonable offers. Andy by reasonable, I mean don’t walk up and tell me you’ll give me 2 grand for it. That’s liable to earn you a Burmese-roundhouse-sphincter kick with a follow up three fingered eye-jab. Would it hurt. Hell Yeah. Let’s just say you won’t be the prettiest guy at the Coldplay concert anymore.
Now go look in the mirror and tell me what you see. If it’s a rugged, no holds barred, super brute he man macho Chuck Norris stunt double. Then contact me. I might be hang gliding or base jumping or just chillin with the ladies, but I’ll get back to you. And when I do, we’ll talk about a price over a glass of Schmidt while listening to Johnny Cash.
http://wyoming.craigslist.org/cto/1256316003.html

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07/12/2009 - 04:55
That's a heck of a sales

That's a heck of a sales pitch he's got there!

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Rod Reidnauer
Class of Apr. 9-10, 2005
Status: Repairing/modifying RV for temp living quarters
Thinking outside the vinyl sided box
My log model



09/17/2009 - 09:46
Engineer Joke

Three engineers walk into a bar, after a few drinks they start debating about "What type of engineer would God be?" The mechanical engineer says that because of the way our body is constructed with the heart pumping blood to reach all of the muscles which operate the joints God is obviously a mechanical engineer. The computer engineer scoffs and says why our brains is an infinately complexe super computer that controls our body, allows us to learn and store data God is surely a computer engineer. The third engineer sits back quitely listening to the debate and finally chimes in, Your both wrong God is a civil engineer. Both of the other engineers stop their discussion and amusedly glance over at their friend, Really? A civil engineer? Please explain to us. The civil engineer matter of factly replies, "Who else but a civil engineer would place a waste disposal facility in middle of a recreational area? --No arguement came, God is a Civil Engineer.

One more: How can you tell an engineer is an extrovert? He looks at your shoes when talking to you.



09/17/2009 - 12:58
City Slicker

A cowboy named Mark was overseeing his herd in a remote
mountainous pasture in California when suddenly a brand-new BMW
advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust.

The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, RayBan
sunglasses and YSL tie, leaned out the window and asked the cowboy, “If
I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, Will
you give me a calf?”

Mark looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, “Sure, Why not?”

The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer,
connects it to his iPhone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet,
where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his location,
which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an
ultra-high-resolution photo.

The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and
exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg , Germany .
Within seconds, he receives an email on his iPhone that the image has
been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL database
through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with email on his iPhone
and, after a few minutes, receives a response.

Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech,
miniaturized HP LaserJet printer, turns to the cowboy and says, “You
have exactly 1,586 cows and calves.”

“That’s right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves,” says Mark.

He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with
amusement as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.

Then Mark says to the young man, “Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my calf?”

The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, “Okay, why not?”

“You’re a Congressman for the U.S. Government”, says Mark.
“Wow! That’s correct,” says the yuppie, “but how did you guess that?”

“No guessing required.” answered the cowboy. “You showed up here
even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I
already knew, to a question I never asked. You used millions of dollars
worth of equipment trying to show me how much smarter you are than I
am; and you don’t know a thing about how working people make a living –
or about cows, for that matter. This is a herd of sheep. ….

Now give me back my dog.

 

 

http://www.paragon-cs.com/shiloh

 



09/17/2009 - 20:01
give me my dog back

bmurphy96 wrote:

Now give me back my dog.

ROTFLMAO!!! very funny!



09/17/2009 - 17:36
Love it

I love it.

piker



09/18/2009 - 18:23
Putting your affairs in order

After examining his female patient, the doctor sighed and said, "I've got some bad news. You have cancer and you'd best put your affairs in order." The woman was shocked but managed to compose herself and walk into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting. "Well," she said to her daughter, "We women celebrate when things are good and we celebrate when things don't go so well. In this case, things aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have some martinis."

After 3 or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber. There were some laughs and more martinis. Along came some of the woman's old friends who were curious as to what the two were celebrating. The woman told her old friends they were drinking to her impending end. "I've been diagnosed with AIDS and only have six months to live." The friends were horrified! They gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty nervous retreat.

After the friends left the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered, "Momma, I thought you said you were dying of cancer. You just told your old friends you were dying of AIDS! Why did you do that??"

The woman whispered back, "Because I don't want any of those old bitches sleeping with your father after I'm gone."

And THAT, my friends, is what is called "Putting Your Affairs In Order."



09/19/2009 - 18:41
H1N1

"FLU UPDATE "

What is the difference between Bird Flu and Swine Flu?

For bird flu you need tweetment

and for swine flu you need oinkment

Frances



09/21/2009 - 15:30
funny Frances!

funny Frances!

that's my kind of joke, totally silly. ;p

LOL!!



09/24/2009 - 13:40
I thought blonde jokes were

I thought blonde jokes were supposed to be about women?

2 blonds go to a lumber yard and the 1 goes in the get some lumber. She tells the clerk she wants some 2x4's. The clerk ask how long she needs them? She goes back to the other blonde to ask and comes back to tell the clerk we need them for a long time, we're building a house.

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Jay & Jenn Building our Dream in NC
http://s461.photobucket.com/albums/qq337/WhereIDream/
Well(Aug '08) Logs Arrived(1/14/09) Building Permit(3/10/09) Foundation(4/24/09) Power(6/1/09)
Water(6/5/09) Septic(2/23/10) Roof(4/3/10)



09/24/2009 - 22:15
Here is how they got the windows for it

REPLACEMENT WINDOWS...
Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with that expensive double-pane energy efficient kind, and today, I got a call from the contractor who installed them. He was complaining that the work had been completed a whole year ago and I still hadn't paid for them. Hellloooo,............just because I'm blonde doesn't mean that I am automatically stupid. So, I told him just what his fast talking sales guy had told me last year, that in ONE YEAR these windows would pay for themselves! Helllooooo? It's been a year! I told him.

There was only silence at the other end of the line, so I finally just hung up. He never called back. I bet he felt like an idiot.



09/26/2009 - 04:01
Ok I guess I will pitch in a few good blonde jokes.

The first one:

A man is driving along a highway and sees a rabbit jump out across the middle of the road. He swerves to avoid hitting it, but unfortunately the rabbit jumps right in front of the car. The driver, a sensitive man as well as an animal lover, pulls over and gets out to see what has become of the rabbit. Much to his dismay, the rabbit is dead. The driver feels so awful that he begins to cry.

A beautiful blonde woman driving down the highway sees a man crying on the side of a road and pulls over. She steps out of the car and asks man what's wrong. "I feel terrible," he explains, "I accidentally hit this rabbit and killed it."

The blonde says, "Don't worry." She runs to her car and pulls out a spray can. She walks over to the limp, dead rabbit, bends down, and sprays the contents onto the rabbit. The rabbit jumps up, waves its paw at the two of
them and hops off down the road. Ten feet away the rabbit stops, turns around and waves again, he hops down the road another 10 feet, turns and waves, hops another ten feet, turns and waves, and repeats this again and
again and again, until he hops out of sight.

The man is astonished. He runs over to the woman and demands, "What is in that can? What did you spray on that rabbit?" The woman turns the can around so that the man can read the label. It says, "Hair Spray - Restores life to dead hair, adds permanent wave."

The second one:

A blonde stormed up to the front desk of the library and said, "I have a complaint!"

"Yes, Ma'am?" said the librarian looking up at her.

"I borrowed a book last week and it was horrible!"

Puzzled by her complain the librarian asked "What was wrong with it?"

"It had way too many characters and there was no plot whatsoever!" said the blonde.

The librarian nodded and said, "Ahhh. So you must be the person who took our phone book."

And the last one:

A blonde walks into a bank in New York City and asks for the loan officer. She says she's going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000. The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for the loan, so the blonde hands over the keys to a new Rolls Royce. The car is parked on the street in front of the bank, she has the title and everything checks out. The bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. The bank's president and its officers all enjoy a good laugh at the blonde for using a $250,000 Rolls as collateral against a $5,000 loan. An employee of the bank then proceeds to drive the Rolls into the bank's underground garage and parks it there.

Two weeks later, the blonde returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41. The loan officer says, "Miss, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow $5,000?" The blond replies......................"Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for only $15.41 and expect it to be there when I return?" Finally, a smart blonde.

hehe ok that should do it.

Later
Roadscholar



11/04/2009 - 23:48
Subject: True Story

Subject: True Story
The Lost Bagpiper.... a true story.
As a bagpiper, I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man who had no family or friends.
The funeral was to be held at a cemetery in the remote countryside near Kincardine and this man would be the first to be laid to rest there.
As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost and being a typical man, did not stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew who were eating lunch but the hearse was nowhere in sight.
I apologized to the workers for my tardiness and stepped to the side of the open grave where I saw the vault lid already in place.
I assured the workers I would not hold them up for long but this was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I played out my heart and soul. As I played the workers began to weep.
I played and I played like I'd never played before, from Going Home and The Lord is My Shepherd to Flowers of the Forest . I closed the lengthy session with Amazing Grace and walked to my car.
I was opening the door and taking off my coat when I overheard one of the workers saying, "I've never seen nothin' like that before..." Wiping his eyes he added, "...and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years !!

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Dave Weathered in - need to stain then overcoat the chinking
My log home http://s154.photobucket.com/albums/s274/flintlock1/
If can, can. If no can, no can. An unaimed arrow never misses.



11/05/2009 - 00:34
Dave that was funny

Did it get you any other jobs blowing the pipes from that.
Do you have Garmin ore Tom Tom GPS now.
i do it works most time and helps out allot.
So are you doing gigs when other members put in there septic tanks just messing with you hahaha seya



12/17/2009 - 22:24
Blonde

What do you call a brunette walkng between two blondes? A translator.

Blondie, we just have more fun.



12/18/2009 - 16:26
Blonde Jokes

I am female and blonde. I think they hillarious! AND I tell them.



12/18/2009 - 21:28
LOL!

now that's funny.



12/18/2009 - 21:37
sexist christmas joke

ok here's another one to get us all laughing again.

What did the bald man say when he got a comb for Christmas ?

Thanks, I'll never part with it !



12/19/2009 - 00:59
Unique Rabbit

1. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit?
Unique Up On It.

2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?
Tame Way, Unique Up On It.

3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest?
They Take The Psycho Path

4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
You Boil The Hell Out Of It.

5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall?
Dam!

6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
Polaroid's

7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't Come Back?
A Stick

8.. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
Nacho Cheese.

9.. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
Subordinate Clauses.

10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
Quattro Sinko..

11. What Do You Get From a Pampered Cow?
Spoiled Milk.

12. What Do You Get When You Cross a Snowman With a Vampire?
Frostbite.

13. What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?
A Nervous Wreck.

14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
Anyone Can Roast Beef. Can you pea soup?

15. Where Do You Find a Dog With No Legs?
Right Where You Left Him.

16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
Because They Have Big Fingers.

17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
Because It Scares The Dog

18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
Sanka.

19. What Is The Difference Between a Harley And a Hoover ?
The Location Of The Dirt Bag.

20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
Because They Wore Their Belt Buckles On Their Hats and Shoes.

21. What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Skydiver?
A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang!
A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack.

22. How Are a Texas Tornado And a Tennessee Divorce The Same?
Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer
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Dave Weathered in - need to stain then overcoat the chinking
My log home http://s154.photobucket.com/albums/s274/flintlock1/
If can, can. If no can, no can. An unaimed arrow never misses.



12/21/2009 - 04:16
Trivia

why didn't God send 3 Wise Women?

3 choices this is a poll

A) Because He could not find 3 wise women!

B) They were all blondes

C) Both

you know what i am thinking, but just in case

C

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12/21/2009 - 23:54
It was a test

If God had sent 3 women they would have arrived on time with sensible gifts



12/22/2009 - 00:02
awesome Claire!

awesome Claire!
hehehe



12/22/2009 - 00:18
another christmas one

What do you call a bunch of grandmasters of chess bragging about their games in a hotel lobby?

Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.



12/23/2009 - 04:38
re test

Mon, 12/21/2009 - 16:54 — clairenj

It was a test

If God had sent 3 women they would have arrived on time with sensible gifts

 

yea ok 

 

 

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 Go get some!



12/24/2009 - 15:54
Overweight blonde

An overweight blonde consulted his doctor for advice. The doctor advised that he run ten miles a day for thirty days. This, she promised, would help him lose as many as twenty pounds.

The blonde followed the doctor's advice and after thirty days, he was pleased to find that he had indeed lost the pesky twenty pounds. He phoned the doctor and thanked her for the wonderful advice which produced such effective results.

At the end of the conversation however, he asked one last question: "How do I get home, since I am now 300 miles away?"

Frances



12/24/2009 - 16:00
Measure once, or twice

Some men in a pickup truck drove into a lumberyard. One of the men walked in the office and said, "We need some four by-twos."

The clerk asked, "You mean two-by-fours, don't you?"

The man said, "I'll go check," and went back to the truck. He returned and said, "Yeah, I meant two-by-four."

"All right. How long do you need them?"

The customer paused for a minute and said, "I'd better go check."

After a while, the customer returned to the office and said, "A long time. We're gonna build a house."

Frances



12/24/2009 - 16:05
Carpenter accidents

Two carpenters, Joe and Bill, were working on a house. Joe, up on a scaffold, accidently cut off his ear with the saw.

He yelled down to Bill..."Hey Bill! Look out for my ear!! I just cut it off and it fell down there to the ground!"

In a little bit Bill calls up to Joe, "Is this bloody thing your ear?" and he holds up a messy little thing for Joe to see.

Joe looks down and says "Naw! That can't be it. Mine had a pencil tucked behind it!"

Frances



12/24/2009 - 16:22
Since this thread seems to

Since this thread seems to be surviving without offending too many . . . . . . .

What is the difference between a porcupine and a BMW?

Porcupines have their pricks on the outside.

--

Rod Reidnauer
Class of Apr. 9-10, 2005
Status: Repairing/modifying RV for temp living quarters
Thinking outside the vinyl sided box
My log model



12/24/2009 - 17:15
BMW

Rod that was so funny! I actually know 2 people with BMW's:)

Frances, LOOOOOVVVEED your jokes:) we girls need to stick together:)



12/24/2009 - 22:53
You have 2 cows.

SOCIALISM
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbor.

COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.

FASCISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.

NAZISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.

BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away.

TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.

SURREALISM
You have two giraffes.
The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.

AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow has dropped dead.

ROYAL BANK OF SCOTLAND VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States , leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the release. The public then buys your bull.

A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organize a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.

A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create a clever cow cartoon image called 'Cowkimon' and market it worldwide.

A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.

AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are. You decide to have lunch.

A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You count them and learn you have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them again and learn you have 2 cows. You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.

A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows.
None of them belong to you. You charge the owners for storing them.

A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them. You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity. You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.

AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.

A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows. Both are mad.

AN IRAQI CORPORATION
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none. No-one believes you, so they bomb the crap out of you and invade your country. You still have no cows, but at least you are now a Democracy.

AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good. You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.

A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows.
The one on the left looks very attractive.

--

Dave Weathered in - need to stain then overcoat the chinking
My log home http://s154.photobucket.com/albums/s274/flintlock1/
If can, can. If no can, no can. An unaimed arrow never misses.



12/25/2009 - 01:46
quotes

Not really jokes here. Just a couple of John Adams quotes that come to mind after reading about two cows.

Democracy... while it lasts is more bloody than either aristocracy or monarchy. Remember, democracy never lasts long. It soon wastes, exhausts, and murders itself. There is never a democracy that did not commit suicide. -John Adams

While all other sciences have advanced, that of government is at a standstill - little better understood, little better practiced now than three or four thousand years ago. -John Adams



12/25/2009 - 01:55
xmas jokes

So to keep this thread on topic here is a list of the 15 reasons to suspect Santa Claus is actually a woman.

I should be awarded bonus points on this one because it's both timely (Xmas related) and sexist (to both men/women which is keeping with the recent flavor of the thread).

•15. Santa *remembers* it’s Christmas. ‘Nuf said.
•14. Reads children’s letters in office instead of in bathroom.
•13. Never explains what exactly you did to deserve that coal in your
stocking; if you have to ask, maybe that’s the problem!
•12. Employs little people in a sweatshop and co-hosts TV talk show, “Regis
and Santa Lee.”
•11. Despite the closet full of red coats with big black belts, *still*
insists she has nothing to wear on Christmas Eve.
•10. “Mrs. Claus” wears work boots, has a crew cut, and drives a ‘68 El
Camino.
•9. A man simply would not care if you were naughty or nice.
•8. Actually seems to shake like TWO bowls full of jelly.
•7. Bowl full of jelly, my ass. It’s water retention.
•6. Constantly whining about equality until it’s time to clean out the
reindeer stalls.
•5. Matching shoes and belt? Only a woman would accessorize a pantsuit like
that!
•4. No guy would ever name his animals Dancer and Prancer.
•3. Santa never, ever observed peeing off of rooftops.
•2. The North Pole Blockbuster’s been out of “The Horse Whisperer” for
weeks.
•1. With the way they build chimneys these days you’d *have* to be Calista
friggin’ Flockhart just to get in!



12/25/2009 - 04:26
Merry Christmas!

Or whatever other vaguely religous, equally stressfull, gift giving holiday you might observe.

;-)

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Class of April 08
Windows and doors... in progress...
Second roof in progress... trying to beat winter... again!
Still wishing I'd built smaller...

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12/25/2009 - 05:11
Merry Christmas from Texas

Not snowing here, but 23 and wind blowing, that's cold for us! Wishing everyone a healthy and happy holiday!



12/25/2009 - 09:41
Think Whoville

IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: “How could it be so?”
“It came with out ribbons! It came without tags!”
“It came without packages, boxes or bags!”
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before!
“Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store.”
“Maybe Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more!”

Enjoy your Holidays!
Peace



12/25/2009 - 16:54
Merry Christmas from MN

Good morning everyone and Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanza, Happy Hanukkah to everyone!

we had 8 inches of new snow on Christmas eve and woke up to another 5 inches this morning; supposed to get another few inches at least before its all said and done. truely a white Christmas! propably need to rethink the snow load on the cabin.....

May the peace of the Season keep you warm on the coldest winter nights!



12/25/2009 - 17:36
Happy Festivus!

Happy Festivus!

--

Rod Reidnauer
Class of Apr. 9-10, 2005
Status: Repairing/modifying RV for temp living quarters
Thinking outside the vinyl sided box
My log model



12/25/2009 - 18:05
Merry Christmas from Phoenix!

We had heavy frost this morning - the grass almost looked snow covered :)
With siblings in SD, WI & UT - have been watching the weather channel a lot. It is beautiful - but dangerous.
Everyone be careful & safe............
Wishing you all a warm, wonderful day - full of family, friends, love & laughter!

--

have land
have plans
have line on logs!!



12/25/2009 - 18:54
Happy Holidays!

From the the bluegrass state!!