Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Was Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky Trying To Be Funny...

When he worked on the nutcracker?
Let see...
Could it happen with a hockey stick?


Could it happen by the golf course?


Could it happen on a soccer pitch?


Could it happen on a stack line?


Could it happen on a ramp?


Could it happen on a trampoline?


Well what ever you think, I think this is funnier:


Joke Of The Day:

A man walks into a bar, sits down on a bench and orders a cold one. He swigs down the beer, looks in his pocket, cringes and orders another. He gulps down that one, looks in his pocket again, cringes and orders yet another one. This goes on for at least an hour and a half.

Finally the bartender, bursting with curiosity, says, “I know it’s none of my business buddy, but I have to ask. Why the whole “drink, look in pocket, cringe and order another one” routine?”

“Well,” slurred the man, “There’s a picture of my wife in my pocket. When she starts to look good, then it’s time for me to go home.”

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