Jokes for the Week Ending
July 11, 2003

Does This Make Me Look Fat?
Who's in Charge?
The Lone Ranger
Why Parents Have Grey Hair
Redneck Bullshit
History About the Middle Finger
Disorder in the Court
The Genies

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top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: Does This Make Me Look Fat?

OK, guys. Ever been in that embarrassing situation of having your lady ask you if a certain piece of clothing makes her look fat? Well, live in fear no longer! Here are some snappy answers that should help you.

  • "Not to Stevie Wonder."
  • "Big time! That's why I'm sleeping with your best friend."
  • "Does this tie make me look stupid?"
  • "No way! You look LEAST fat in that outfit!"
  • "I guess there's not much point in asking if you mean fat with an 'f' or phat with a 'ph.'"
  • "No hablo ingles."
  • "Yes, but it also makes you look like a pricey hooker, so things balance out."
  • "No, but taking it off sure does."
  • "If I answer that question, then the terrorists have won."
  • "Okay, listen: What's important is that you not focus in a negative way on the comparison I am about to make."
  • "Not if you were travelling at the speed of light."
  • "Yes, but in my country obesity suggests prosperity."
  • "Let me jog around to your front and take a look."
  • "No, honey. But just to be safe, steer clear of one-legged sea captains."
  • "Whoa! A talking couch!!"
  • "May I consult the Iraqi Minister of Information before answering that?"
  • Remember... The reason men lie is because women ask so many questions.


    top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: Who's in Charge?

    All the organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was the one in charge.

    I should be in charge, said the brain, because I run all the body's systems, so without me nothing would happen.

    I should be in charge said the blood, because I circulate oxygen all over, so without me you'd all waste away.

    I should be in charge, said the stomach, because I process food and give all of you energy.

    I should be in charge said the legs, because I carry the body wherever it needs to go.

    I should be in charge said the eyes, because I allow the body to see where it goes.

    I should be in charge, said the rectum, because I'm very important. All the other body parts laughed and insulted him, so in a huff, he refused to work.

    Within a few days, the brain had a terrible headache, the stomach was bloated, the legs got wobbly, the eyes got watery and the blood was toxic. They all decided that the rectum should be in charge.

    And so it is today, the ass hole is always in charge.


    top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: The Lone Ranger

    The Indian Chief proclaims, "So, you are the great Lone Ranger. In honor of the Harvest Festival, you will be executed in three days. But, before I kill you, I will grant you three requests. What is your first request?"

    The Lone Ranger responds, "I'd like to speak to my horse."

    Chief nods and Silver is brought before the Lone Ranger, who whispers in Silver's ear, and the horse gallops away.

    Later that evening, Silver returns with a beautiful blonde woman on his back. As the Indian Chief watches, the blonde enters the Lone Ranger's tent and spends the night.

    The next morning the Indian Chief admits he's impressed. "You have a very fine and loyal horse, but I will still kill you in two days. What is your second request?"

    The Lone Ranger again asks to speak to his horse. Silver is brought to him and he again whispers in the horse's ear. As before, Silver takes off across the plains and disappears over the horizon.

    Later that evening, to the Chief's surprise, Silver again returns, this time with a voluptuous brunette, even more attractive than the blonde.

    She enters the Lone Ranger's tent and spends the night.

    The following morning the Indian Chief is again impressed. "You are indeed A man of many talents, but I will still kill you tomorrow. What is your last request?"

    The Lone Ranger responds, "I'd like to speak to my horse, alone."

    The Chief is curious, but he agrees and Silver is brought to the Lone Ranger's tent.

    Once they're alone, the Lone Ranger grabs Silver by both ears, looks him square in the eye and says, "Listen carefully, for the last time, I said, 'BRING POSSE!'"


    top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: Why Parents Have Grey Hair

    A boss, concerned with his best worker not showing up for work, decides to give him a call. He dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper, "Hello?" Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster, the boss asked, "Is your Daddy home?" "Yes", whispered the small voice. "May I talk with him?" the man asked. The small voice whispered, " No." Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?" "Yes", came the answer. "May I talk with her?" Again the small voice whispered, "No." Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person who should be there watching over the child. "Is there anyone else there in your house?" the boss asked the child. "Yes", whispered the child, "a policeman." Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home,the Boss asked, "May I speak with the polieman?" "No, he's busy", whispered the child. "Busy doing what?" asked the boss. "Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the fireman", whispered the child. Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, "What is that noise?" "A hello-copper," answered the whispering voice. "What is going on there?" asked the boss, now alarmed. In an awed hushed voice the child answered, "The search team just landed the hello-copper." Alarmed, concerned and more than just a little frustrated, the boss asked, "What are they searching for?" Still whispering, the young voice replied, along with a muffled giggle: "Me."


    top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: Redneck Bullshit

    A redneck walked into the local welfare office, approached the counter and said, "Hi, I hate getting welfare checks. I would really rather find a job." The clerk behind the counter responded, "Your timing is amazing. We just got a listing from a very wealthy man who wants a chauffeur/bodyguard for his nymphomaniac daughter. You'd have to drive around a big Mercedes. Clothing would be provided. Because of the long hours, meals would be provided as well. You would be required to escort the young lady on her holiday trips overseas. The compensation package is worth over $200,000 a year."

    The redneck said, "You're bullshitting me man."

    The clerk said, "Well, you started it."


    top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: History About the Middle Finger

    History About The Middle Finger!

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    Giving the Finger

    Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, the French, anticipating victory over the English, proposed to cut off the middle finger of all captured English soldiers. Without the middle finger it would be impossible to draw he renowned English longbow and therefore be incapable of fighting in the future.

    This famous weapon was made of the native English Yew tree, and the act of drawing the longbow was known as "plucking the yew" (or "pluck yew").

    Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won a major upset and began mocking the French by waving their middle fingers at the defeated French, saying, "See, we can still pluck yew!"

    "PLUCK YEW!"

    Since 'pluck yew' is rather difficult to say, the difficult consonant cluster at the beginning has gradually changed to a labiodental fricative 'F', and thus the words often used in conjunction with the one-finger-salute are mistakenly thought to have something to do with an intimate encounter.

    It is also because of the pheasant feathers on the arrows used with the longbow that the symbolic gesture is known as "giving the bird."

    And yew thought yew knew everything


    top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: Disorder in the Court

    These are from a book called "Disorder in the Court". These are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters. How did they keep from laughing while these were all taking place?

    Judge:"Well, Sir, I have reviewed this case and I've decided to give your wife $775 a week"
    Husband:"That's fair, your honor. I'll try to send her a few bucks myself"
     
    Q:What is your date of birth?
    A:July fifteen.
    Q:What year?
    A:Every year.
     
    Q:What gear were you in at moment of the impact?
    A:Gucci sweats and Reeboks
     
    Q:This Myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?
    A:Yes.
    Q:And in what ways does it affect your memory?
    A:I forget.
    Q:You forget. Can you give us an example of something you've forgotten?
     
    Q:How old is your son, the one living with you?
    A:Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which!
    Q:How long has he lived with you?
    A:Forty-five years.
     
    Q:What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke up that morning?
    A:He said, "Where am I Cathy?"
    Q:And why did that upset you?
    A:My name is Susan.
     
    Q:And where was the location of the accident?
    A:Approximately milepost 499.
    Q:And where is milepost 499?
    A:Probably between milepost 498 and 500.
     
    Q:Sir, what is your IQ?
    A:Well, I can see pretty well, I think.
     
    Q:Did you blow your horn or anything?
    A:After the accident?
    Q:Before the accident.
    A:Sure, I played for 10 years. I even went to school for it.
     
    Q:Officer, when you stopped the defendant, were your red and blue lights flashing?
    A:Yes.
    Q:Did the defendant say anything when she got out of her car?
    A:Yes, sir.
    Q:What did she say?
    A:What disco am I at?
     
    Q:Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
    A:Would you repeat that question, please?
     
    Q:The youngest son, the 20-year old, how old is he?
     
    Q:Were you present when your picture was taken?
     
    Q:So the date of conception of (the baby) was August 8th?
    A:Yes.
    Q:And what were you doing at that time?
    A:I resent that question.
     
    Q:She had three children, right?
    A:Yes.
    Q:How many were boys?
    A:None.
    Q:Were there any girls?
     
    Q:You say the stairs went down to the basement?
    A:Yes.
    Q:And these stairs, did they go up also?
     
    Q:How was your first marriage terminated?
    A:By death.
    Q:And by whose death was terminated?
     
    Q:Can you describe the individual?
    A:He was about medium height and had a beard.
    Q:Was this a male or a female?
     
    Q:Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition that I sent to your attorney?
    A:No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
     
    Q:Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?
    A:All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
     
    Q:All your responses must be oral, OK?
    A:OK.
    Q:What school did you go to?
    A:Oral.
     
    Q:Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
    A:The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
    Q:And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
    A:No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy on him.
     
    Q:Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
     
    Q:Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for pulse?
    A:No.
    Q:Did you check for blood pressure?
    A:No.
    Q:Did you check for breathing?
    A:No.
    Q:So, then is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
    A:No.
    Q:How can you be so sure, Doctor?
    A:Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
    Q:But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless?
    A:Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.

    top_red.gif (115 bytes)   Subject: The Genies

    A white guy is walking along a beach when he comes across a lamp partially buried in the sand. He picks up the lamp and gives it a rub.

    Two blonde genies appear and tell him he has been granted three wishes.

    The guy makes his three wishes and the blonde genies disappear.

    The next thing the guy knows, he's in a bedroom, in a mansion surrounded by 50 beautiful women. He makes love to all of them and begins to explore the house. Suddenly he feels something soft under his feet, he looks down and the floor is covered in $100.00 bills. Then, there is a knock at the door. He answers the door and standing there are two people dressed in Klu Klux Klan outfits. They drag him outside to the nearest tree, throw a rope over a limb and hang him by the neck until he is dead.

    The Klansmen walk off. As they are walking away, they remove their hoods; it's the two blonde genies. One blonde genie says to the other one, "I don't get it. I can understand the first wish, having all those beautiful women in a big mansion to make love to. I can also understand him wanting to be a millionaire. But why he'd want to be hung like a black man is beyond me."


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