Archive for September, 2007

Paramedic Lawyer

Three paramedics were boasting about improvements in their
respective ambulance team’s response times.

“Since we installed our new satellite navigation system,”
bragged the first one, “we cut our emergency response time
by ten percent.”

The other paramedics nodded in approval. “Not bad,” the
second paramedic commented. “But by using a computer model
of traffic patterns, we’ve cut our average response time by
20 percent.”

Again, the other team members gave their congratulations,
until the third paramedic said, “That’s nothing! Since our
ambulance driver passed the bar exam, we’ve cut our
emergency response time in half!”

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Revenge?

An old couple was married for many years, even though they hated each other. When they had a confrontation, their neighbors could hear screaming and yelling deep into the night. The old man would shout, “When I die, I will dig my way up and out of the grave and come back and haunt you for the rest of your life!”
 
Neighbors feared him. They believed he practiced black magic because of the many strange occurrences that took place in their neighborhood. The old man liked the fact that he was feared.

To everyone’s relief, he died of a heart attack when he was 68. His wife had a closed casket at the wake. After the burial, she went straight to the local bar and began to party as if there was no tomorrow.

Her neighbors, concerned for her safety, asked, “Aren’t you afraid that he may indeed be able to dig his way up and out of the grave and come back to haunt you for the rest of your life?”
The wife put down her drink and said, “Let him dig. I had him buried upside down.”

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Children

“There are only two things a child will share willingly —
communicable diseases and his mother’s age.”

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Oh no!

A little old lady answered a knock on the door
one day, only to become fronted by a well-dressed young man carrying a
vacuum cleaner.”Good morning,” said the young man. “If I could take a
couple minutes of your time, I would like to demonstrate the very latest
in high- powered vacuum cleaners.”
“Go away!” said the old lady. “I haven’t got any
money!” and she proceeded to close the door.
Quick as a flash, the young man wedged his foot
in the door and pushed it wide open.”Don’t be too hasty!” he said. “Not
until you have at least seen my demonstration.”
And with that, he emptied a bucket of horse
manure onto her hallway carpet. “If this vacuum cleaner does not remove
all traces of this horse manure from your carpet, Madam, I will personally
eat the remainder.”

The old lady stepped back and said, “Well I hope
you’ve got a damn good appetite, because they cut off my electricity
this morning.”

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Jokes Blog – Concussion

One weekend my friend, a nurse, was looking after her
six-year-old nephew when he fell off a playground slide and
hit his head.

Worried that he might have a concussion, she checked him all
night. Every hour, she’d gently shake him and ask, “What’s
your name?” Soon, he began moaning in protest each time she
entered the room.

When Sally went in at 5:00 A.M., she found something white
on his forehead. Leaning close, she saw a crayon-scrawled
message taped to his forehead.

It read: “My name is Daniel.”

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Funny Jokes – Learning numbers …

The teacher asked one of her young students if he knew his
numbers.

“Yes,” he said. “I do. My father taught me.”

“Good. What comes after three.”

“Four,” answers the boy.

“What comes after six?”

“Seven.”

“Very good,” says the teacher. “Your dad did a good job.
What comes after ten?”

“A jack,” says the little boy.

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Funny Jokes – Diet Humor

How come when you mix water and flour together you get glue… and
then you add eggs and sugar and you get cake? Where does the glue
go?

Rita Rudner

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Funny Jokes – Horse Race

Funny Jokes – Horse Race

Bubba was from Alabama and was a hard-shell Southern Baptist. He
loved to sneak away to the race track. One day he was there betting
on the ponies and losing his shirt when he noticed a priest step out
onto the track and bless the forehead of one of the horses lining up
for the 4th race. Lo and behold, this horse — a very long shot —
won the race. Bubba was most interested to see what the priest did
the next race.

Sure enough, he watched the priest step out onto the track as the
horses for the fifth race lined up, and placed a blessing on the
forehead of one of the horses. Bubba made a beeline for the window
and placed a small bet on the horse.

Again, even though another long shot, the horse the priest had
blessed won the race. Bubba collected his winning and anxiously
waited to see which horse the priest bestowed his blessing on for
the 6th race. The priest showed, blessed a horse, Bubba bet on it,
and it won! Bubba was elated!!!

As the day went on, the priest continued blessing one of the horses,
and it always came in first. Bubba began to pull in some serious
money, and by the last race, he knew his wildest dreams were going
to come true. He made a quick stop at the ATM, withdrew big money
and awaited the priest’s blessing that would tell him which horse to
bet on.

True to his pattern, the priest stepped out onto the track before
the last race and blessed the forehead, eyes, ears and hooves of one
of the horses.

Bubba bet every cent, and watched the horse come in dead last. He was
dumbfounded. He made his way to the track and when he found the
priest, he demanded, “What happened, Father? All day you blessed
horses and they won. The last race, you blessed a horse and he
lost. “Now I’ve lost my savings, thanks to you!!” he complained when
he met the priest on the way out of the racetrack.

The priest nodded wisely and said, “That’s the problem with you
Protestants… you can’t tell the difference between a simple
blessing and the Last Rites.”

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Wife

“If a man has enough horse sense to treat his wife like a
thoroughbred, she will never turn into an old nag.”

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Carving

Surgeons invited to dinner parties are often asked to carve
the meat — or worse yet, to watch the host carve while
commenting on the surgeon’s occupation.

At one party, a surgeon friend was watching the carving
while Harry, his host, kept up a running commentary: “How am
I doing, doc? How do you like that technique? I’d make a
pretty good surgeon, don’t you think?”

When the host finished and the slices of meat lay neatly on
the serving platter, the surgeon spoke up: “Anybody can take
them apart, Harry. Now let’s see you put them back together
again.”

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