Monday March 30, 2015
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It's election time. I feel like I've been run through a wringer fitted with hooks and nails. I am so tired of the whole thing I's almost ready to wish I won't be here for the next one, and I'll bet you're as tired of it all as I am.
I happened to send Fred Franz an e-mail telling him that I had cleared out the in and sent boxes in my mail program. (I don't throw it all away; I just like to keep those two boxes clear.) At the end of the e-mail I made a comment that reminded me of an old joke that seems to fit the occasion. Here it is:
Some %$#@! idiot finally pushes the button. Mushroom clouds rise over the planet. Gone. Everything.
High atop Mount Everest sit two yeti.
The male looks at the female.
"Hey, baby. Whatta ya say? Wanta start the whole mess over again?"
How about it? Got a joke that might take the edge off the next couple of days?
What do you have when you mate a goat and a sheep? A geep.
Sorry that is the best I can do. The election/Sandy/etc. just has me worn out.
I think we're all wearied after all that.
I thought I'd get smart and try it the other way, instead of G plus EEP, I tried SH plus OAT.
Talk about not working! Check this out.
shoat | sh ōt| (also shote) noun a young pig, esp. one that is newly weaned.
Of course, you never know. Those animals can get downright sneaky at times.
My mind must be stuck between gears this morning. Guess what just popped into my head.
What do you get when you cross a ship and a boat? Or a shoe and a coat?
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