This ole blog’s been a bit thin on the ground of late – a little too busy with “real” (i.e. client-funded) writing.
So in the absence of higher pith-content content, we interrupt our regularly scheduled programming with this short humour break. Here’s my three favourite (clean) gags of the moment:
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Waiter: "May I take your order?"
Bloke: "Yes, how do you prepare your chickens?"
Waiter: "Nothing special sir. We just tell them straight out that they're going to die."
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What did the Zen Buddhist say to the hot dog vendor?
-- “Make me one with everything”
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Two lawyers went into a café and ordered two drinks. They then produced sandwiches from their briefcases and started to eat.
The owner got all twitchy and marched over and told them, "You can't eat your own sandwiches in here!"
The lawyers looked at each other, shrugged, and then exchanged sandwiches.
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OK. Be warned that unless one of you out there sends me some chocolate some time soon, there’s much more where these juicy little nuggets came from…
So in the absence of higher pith-content content, we interrupt our regularly scheduled programming with this short humour break. Here’s my three favourite (clean) gags of the moment:
*****
Waiter: "May I take your order?"
Bloke: "Yes, how do you prepare your chickens?"
Waiter: "Nothing special sir. We just tell them straight out that they're going to die."
*****
What did the Zen Buddhist say to the hot dog vendor?
-- “Make me one with everything”
*****
Two lawyers went into a café and ordered two drinks. They then produced sandwiches from their briefcases and started to eat.
The owner got all twitchy and marched over and told them, "You can't eat your own sandwiches in here!"
The lawyers looked at each other, shrugged, and then exchanged sandwiches.
********
OK. Be warned that unless one of you out there sends me some chocolate some time soon, there’s much more where these juicy little nuggets came from…
