Jokes for the Week Ending May 4, 2001
Hotel RatesA husband and wife are traveling by car from Key West to Boston.
After almost twenty-four hours on the road, they're too tired to continue and they decide to stop for a rest.
They stop at a nice hotel and take a room, but they only plan to sleep for four hours and then get back on the road.
When they check out four hours later, the desk clerk hands them a bill for $350.00.
The man explodes and demands to know why the charge is so high.
He tells the clerk although it's a nice hotel, the rooms certainly aren't worth $350.00.
When the clerk tells him $350.00 is the standard rate, the man insists on speaking to the manager.
The manager appears, listens to the man, and then explains that the hotel has an Olympic-sized pool and a huge conference center that were available for the husband and wife to use.
"But we didn't use them", the man complains.
"Well, they are here and you could have," explains the manager.
He goes on to explain they could have taken in one of the shows for which the hotel is famous.
"The best entertainers from New York, Hollywood and Las Vegas perform here," the manager says.
"But we didn't go to any of those shosw," complains the man again.
"Well, we have them and you could have," the manager replies.
No matter what facility the manager mentions, the man replies, "But we didn't use it!"
The manager is unmoved, and eventually the man gives up and agrees to pay.
He writes a check and gives it to the manager.
The manager is surpirsed whtn he looks at the check.
"But sir," he says, "this check is only made out for $100.00."
"That's right," says the man.
"I charged you $250.00 for sleeping with my wife."
"But I didn't!" exclaims the manager.
"Well," the man replies, "she was here and you could have."
Subject: Euro Language Unification
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the EU rather than German which was the other possibility. As part of the negotiations, Her Majesty's Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5 year phase-in plan that would be known as "Euro-English".
In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of the"k". This should klear up konfusion an keyboards kan have 1 less letter.
There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year, when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like "fotograf" 20% shorter.
In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be ekspekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkorage the removal of double letters, which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horible mes of the silent "e"s in the language is disgraseful, and they should go away.
By the fourth year, peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v". During ze fifz year, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and similar changes vud of kors be aplid to ozer kombinations of leters.
After zis fifz yer, ve vil hav a reli sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi to understand ech ozer. Ze drem vil finali kum tru! And zen ve vil tak over ze world!
Subject: Analogy of Micro$oft and the Automobile
At the recent COMDEX computer show, Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry and stated: "If GM had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving twenty-five dollar cars that got 1,000 miles to the gallon."
In response to Mr. Gates' comments, General Motors issued a press release stating (by Mr. Welch himself): If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following characteristics:
Top ten Slogans being considered by Viagra
And the number one slogan, being considered by Viagra:
This is your penis... This is your penis on drugs.In a small "Southern" town there was a "Nativity Scene" that showed great skill and talent had gone into creating it. One small feature bothered me. The three wise men were wearing firemen's helmets. Totally unable to come up with a reason or explanation, I left.
At a "Quik Stop" on the edge of town, I asked the lady behind the counter about the helmets. She exploded into a rage, yelling at me, "You darn Yankees never do read the Bible!" I assured her that I did, but simply couldn't recall anything about firemen in the Bible.
She jerked her Bible from behind the counter and ruffled thru some pages, and finally jabbed her finger at a passage. Sticking it in my face she said "See, it says right here, 'The three wise men came from afar.'
A juggler, driving to his next performance, is stopped by a policeman.
"What are these matches and lighter fluid doing in your car?" asks the officer.
"I'm a juggler and I juggle flaming torches in my act."
"Oh yeah?" says the doubtful cop. "Let's see you do it."
The juggler gets out of the car and starts juggling the blazing torches masterfully. A couple driving by slows down to watch.
"Wow," says the driver to his wife. "I'm glad I quit drinking. Look at the test they're giving now."
A man walking along a California beach was deep in prayer.All of a sudden,he said out loud, "Lord grant me one wish".Suddenly the sky clouded above hishead and in a booming voice the Lord said, "Because you have TRIED to befaithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish."
The man said, "Build a bridge to Hawaii, so I can drive over anytime I want to."
The Lord said, "Your request is very materialistic.Think of the logistics of that kind of undertaking.The supportsrequired to reach the bottom of the Pacific!The concrete and steel it wouldtake!I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldlythings.Take a little more time and think of another wish, a wish you think would honor and glorify me."
The man thought about it for a long time.Finally he said, "Lord, I wishthat Icould understand women.I want to know how they feel inside, what they are thinking when they give me the silent treatment, why they cry, what they meanwhen they say 'nothing', and how I can make a woman truly happy."
After a few minutes God said, "You want two lanes or four on that bridge?"
Subject: Jerry Springer Show -- Philosophy
The Lowest-Rated Jerry Springer Show Ever. With apologies to the philosophically correct.
Crowd: Jer-ry! Jer-ry! Jer-ry!
Jerry: Today's guests are here because they can't agree on fundamental philosophical principles. I'd like to welcome Todd to the show.
Todd enters from backstage.
Jerry: Hello, Todd.
Todd: Hi, Jerry.
Jerry: (reading from card) So, Todd, you're here to tell your girlfriend something. What is it?
Todd: Well, Jerry, my girlfriend Ursula and I have been going out for three years now. We did everything together. We were really inseparable. But then she discovered post-Marxist political and literary theory, and it's been nothing but fighting ever since.
Jerry: Why is that?
Todd: You see, Jerry, I'm a traditional Cartesian rationalist. I believe that the individual self, the "I" or ego is the foundation of all metaphysics. She, on the other hand, believes that thecontemporary self is a socially constructed, multi-faceted subjectivity reflecting the political and economic realities of late capitalist consumerist discourse.
Crowd: Ooooohhhh!
Todd: I know! I know! Is that infantile, or what?
Jerry: So what do you want to tell her today?
Todd: I want to tell her that unless she ditches the post-modernism, we're through. I just can't go on having a relationship with a woman who doesn't believe I exist.
Jerry: Well, you're going to get your chance. Here's Ursula!
Ursula storms onstage and charges up to Todd.
Ursula: Patriarchal colonizer!
She slaps him viciously. Todd leaps up, but the security guys pull them apart before things can go any further.
Ursula: Don't listen to him!Logic is a male hysteria!Rationality equals oppression and the silencing of marginalized voices!
Todd: The classical methodology of rational dialectic is our only road to truth! Don't try to deny it!
Ursula: You and your dialectic!That's how it's been through our whole relationship, Jerry. Mindless repetition of the post-Enlightenment meta-narrative. You have to start with radical doubt, Post-structuralism is classical sceptical thought re-cast in the language of semiotics.
Crowd: Booo! Booo!
Jerry: Well, Ursula, come on. Don't you agree that the roots of contemporary neo-Leftism simply have to be sought in Enlightenment political philosophy?
Ursula: History is the discourse of powerful centrally located voices marginalizing and de-scribing the sub-altern!
Todd: See what I have to put up with?Do you know what it's like living with someone who sees sex as a metaphoric demonstration of the anti-feminist violence implicit in the discourse of the dominant power structure? It's terrible. She just lies there and thinks of Andrea Dworkin. That's why we never do it any more.
Crowd: Wooooo!
Ursula: You liar!Why don't you tell them how you haven't been able to get it up for the past three months because you couldn't decide if your penis truly had essential Being, or was simply a manifestation of Mind?
Todd: Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
Ursula: It's true!
Jerry: Well, I don't think we're going to solve this one right away. Our next guests are Louis and Tina. And Tina has a little confession to make!
Louis and Tina come onstage. Todd and Ursula continue bickering in the background.
Jerry: Tina, you are... (reads cards). .. an existentialist, is that right?
Tina: That's right, Jerry. And Louis is, too.
Jerry: And what did you want to tell Louis today?
Tina: Jerry, today I want to tell him...
Jerry: Talk to Louis. Talk to him.
Crowd hushes.
Tina: Louis... I've loved you for a long time...
Louis: I love you, too, Tina.
Tina: Louis, you know I agree with you that existence precedes essence, but... well, I just want to tell you I've been reading Nietzsche lately, and I don't think I can agree with your egalitarian politics any more.
Crowd: Wooooo! Woooooo!
Louis: (shocked and disbelieving) Tina, this is crazy.You know that Sartre clarified all this way back in the 40's.
Tina: But he didn't take into account Nietzsche's radical critique of democratic morality, Louis. I'm sorry. I can't ignore the contradiction any longer!
Louis: You got these ideas from Victor, didn't you? Didn't you?
Tina: Don't you bring up Victor!I only turned to him when I saw you were seeing that dominatrix!I needed a real man!An Uber-man!
Louis: (sobbing) I couldn't help it. It was my burden of freedom. It was too much!
Jerry: We've got someone here who might have something to add. Bring out... Victor!
Victor enters. He walks up to Louis and sticks a finger in his face.
Victor: Louis, you're a classic post-Christian intellectual. Weak to the core!
Louis: (through tears) You can kiss my Marxist ass, Reactionary Boy!
Victor: Herd animal!
Louis: Lackey!
Louis throws a chair at Victor; they lock horns and wrestle. The crowd goes wild. After a long struggle, the security guys pry them apart.
Jerry: Okay, okay. It's time for questions from the audience. Go ahead,sir.
Audience member: Okay, this is for Tina. Tina, I just wanna know how you can call yourself an existentialist, and still agree with Nietzsche's doctrine of the Uebermensch. Doesn't that imply a belief in intrinsic essences that is in direct contradiction with the fundamental principles of existentialism?
Tina: No! No! It doesn't. We can be equal in potential, without being equal in eventual personal quality. It's a question of Becoming, not Being.
Audience member: That's just disguised essentialism! You're no existentialist!
Tina: I am so!
Audience member: You're no existentialist!
Tina: I am so an existentialist, bitch!
Ursula stands and interjects: What does it [bleep] matter? Existentialism is just a cover for late capitalist anti-feminism! Look at how Sartre treated Simone deBeauvoir!
Women in the crowd cheer and stomp.
Tina: [Bleep] you! Fat-ass Foucaultian ho!
Ursula: You only wish you were smart enough to understand Foucault, bitch!
Tina: You the bitch!
Ursula: No, you the bitch!
Tina: Whatever! Whatever!
Jerry: We'll be right back with a final thought! Stay with us!
Commercial break for debt-consolidation loans, ITT Technical Institute, and Psychic Alliance Hotline.
Jerry: Hi! Welcome back. I just want to thank all our guests for being here, and say that I hope you're able to work through your differences and find happiness, if indeed happiness can be extracted from the dismal miasma of warring primal hormonal impulses we call human relationship.
(turns to the camera)
Well, we all think philosophy is just fun and games. Semiotics, deconstruction, Lacanian post-Freudian psychoanalysis, it all seems like good, clean fun.But when the heart gets involved, all our painfully acquired metaphysical insights go right out the window, and we're reduced to battling it out like rutting chimpanzees. It's not pretty. If you're in a relationship, and differences over the fundamental principles of your respective subjectivities are making things difficult, maybe it's time to move on.Find someone new, someone who will accept you and the way your laughably limited human intelligence chooses to codify and rationalize the chaos of existence.After all, in the absence of a clear, unquestionable revelation from God, that's all we're all doing anyway. So remember: take care of yourselves -- and each other.
Announcer: Be sure to tune in next time, when KKK strippers battle it out with transvestite omnisexual porn stars! Tomorrow on Springer!
A girl walks into a supermarket and buys the following:
The checkout guy looks at her, smiles, and says, "Single, huh?"
The girl smiles sheepishly and flirtingly replies, "How'd you guess?"
He says, "Because you're ugly."
Subject: Letter from the penis.
I hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:
Dear Penis,
After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:
So now you know.
Thanks to all the damned lawyers and frivolous law suits, the FDA has decided to force the distillers and brewers of alcoholic beverages to print the following warnings on their labels:
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your bra.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe that ex-lovers are really dying for you to telephone them at four in the morning.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with other members of the opposite sex without spitting.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you have mystical Kung Fu powers, resulting in you getting your ass kicked.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to roll over in the morning and see something really scary.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is the leading cause of inexplicable rug burns on the forehead.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe you are invisible.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause a disturbance in the time-space continuum, whereby gaps of time may seem to literally disappear.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause pregnancy.
A brunette, redhead and blonde all work in the same office with the same female boss. Every day, they noticed the boss left work early. One day, the girls decided that, when the boss left, they'd be right behind her. After all, she never called or came back, so how was she to know?
The brunette was thrilled to be home early. She did a little gardening and went to bed early.
The redhead was elated to be able to get in a quick workout at her spa before meeting a dinner date.
The blonde was happy, happy, happy to be home, but when she got to her bedroom she heard a muffled noise from inside. Slowly, quietly, she cracked open the door and was mortified to see her husband in bed with HER BOSS!!! Ever so gently, she closed the door and crept out of her house.
The next day, at coffee break, the brunette and redhead mentioned leaving early again, and asked the blonde if she was with them. NO WAY, she exclaimed, I almost got caught yesterday!
Subject: Do bears ______ in the woods?
A man decides he wants to take up hunting, so he goes to the local sporting goods store and buys a gun. That weekend, he heads out to the local woods and finds a log to sit on. Sure enough, about an hour later, a bear comes ambling by. The man quickly pulls the gun up to his shoulder, takes a quick aim, and pulls the trigger.
BLAM!
The guy misses the bear by about 15 feet, not even close. The bear looks around, spots the man standing about 50 yards away, and comes over to him.
"You know the rules of the woods - you get your shot at me, but if you miss, I get my way with you."
"What do you mean?" the man asked.
"Turn around and drop your drawers," the bear said.
The man does as he's told, and the bear has his way, then walks off into the woods.
Well, the man is pretty upset about this, and vows to takes his revenge on the bear. He goes to the local shooting range and takes lessons, then buys a camouflage outfit. The next weekend, he heads back out to the same spot.
Sure enough, the same bear comes walking along the trail. The guy takes careful aim this time, slowly squeezes the trigger and ...
BLAM!
He misses the bear by about 5 feet - closer, but still a miss.
The bear wanders over to him, and says, "You know the rule of the woods..."
The nods dumbly, drops his pants, turns around and hugs a tree while the bear goes to town.
Now deeply humiliated, the man goes back to the sporting goods store and buys a high-powered scope, has it professionally sighted, face paint and bear bait. The next weekend, he heads back out to the woods.
This time, he arrives before dawn, buries himself in some leaves by the trail, and smears bear bait over neighboring tree trunks. Around noon, the very same bear comes wandering along the trail. The man slows his breathing, carefully sights in through his scope and sllllowwwwly squeezes the trigger.
BLAM!
The bullet just misses the bear, clipping one of his eyelashes. The bear sighs, walks over to the man, and this time doesn't even say a word, just giving him a look. The man nods his head, turns around and hugs the nearest tree while the bear has his way.
Afterward, as the man is pulling up his pants, the bear turns to him and says, "You know, I'm starting to think you don't come out here to hunt at all."
Subject: Diary of a Damn Yankee
FLORIDA!
April 30th:
Florida is fantastic! Just got here and love it already. Now this is a state
that knows how to live!! Beautiful sunny days and warm balmy evenings. What
a place! Watched the sunset from a park lying on a blanket. It was
beautiful. I've finally found my home. I love it here.
May 14th:
Really heating up. Got to 89 today. Not a problem, live in an
air-conditioned home, drive an air-conditioned car. What a pleasure to see
the sun every day like this. I'm turning into a real sun worshipper.
June 5th:
Had the backyard landscaped with tropical plants today. Lots of palms and
rocks. What a breeze to maintain. No more mowing for me. NO MORE SHOVELING
SNOW EITHER! Another scorcher today, but I love it here.
July 1st:
The temperature hasn't been below 90 all week, not even at night. Where are
those ocean breezes we heard about, still seems hot. Getting used to it will
take a while, I guess. I sure miss my LP collection, though. I'll have to
remember not to leave anything made out of plastic in my car. Got one of
those fuzzy steering wheel covers. Cheaper than the burn ointment for my
hands. I always wondered what burnt flesh smelled like.
July 15th:
Fell asleep by the pool. (Got 3rd degree burns over 60% of my body.) Missed
two days of work. What a dumb thing to do. I learned my lesson though: got
to respect the ol' sun in a climate like this.
July 20th:
I miss our cat, Tabby. He snuck into the car when I left this morning. By
the time I got out to the hot car for lunch, he'd swollen up to the size of
a shopping bag and just as I opened the door he exploded all over $2,000
worth of leather upholstery. I told the kids he ran away. The car now smells
like Kibbles and poop. No more pets in this heat!
July 25th:
Ocean breezes, my butt Hot is hot!! The home air conditioner is on the fritz
and AC repairman charged $200 just to drive by and tell me he needed to
order parts. Only hope for a break in the heat would be a hurricane.
July 30th:
Been sleeping outside by the pool for three nights now. Swatting the swamp
mosquitoes that are as big as B-52's. $1,500 in darn house payments and we
can't even go inside. Why did I ever come here?
Aug 4th:
100 degrees. Finally got the air conditioner fixed today. It cost $500 and
gets the temperature down to about 90. The electric bill is almost as much
as the house payment. And two old lady drivers almost ran me off the road. I
hate this state.
Aug 8th:
If another jerk cracks, "Hot enough for you today?" I'm going to tear his
head off. Damn heat. By the time I get to work the radiator is boiling over,
my clothes are soaking wet, and I smell like roasted Garfield!!
Aug. 10th:
The weather report might as well be a recording: Hot and sunny. It's been
too hot for two #@*& months and the weatherman says it might really warm up
next week. And who came up with the statement "it may be hot, but at least
you don't have to shovel it" should die from heat exhaustion. Doesn't it
ever rain in this God forsaken place??
Aug. 14th:
Welcome to Hell!!! Temperature got to 102 today. Forgot to crack the window
and blew the windshield out of the Lincoln. The installer came to fix it and
said, "Hot enough for you today?" My wife had to spend the $1,500 house
payment to bail me out of jail.
Aug. 30th:
Worst day of the summer. I'm not leaving the house. The monsoon rains
finally came and all they did is to make it muggier and drove the damned
roaches out of the ground. I wasn't aware they could fly! The Lincoln is now
floating somewhere in the Caribbean with its new $500 windshield. That does
it, we're moving back to New York where all you have to worry about is
getting mugged, I hope this state breaks in half and floats down to Cuba!