How do
you start off a New Year? The best way is with a few chuckles from the ‘Laugh
File.’ A collection of jokes and stories I have put together over the years.
Some have been around, some are new. Guaranteed, though, to make you smile and
maybe even laugh. For instance…….
A group
of kids in various grades at a particular school were all give the assignment
of writing down deep thoughts. A 15 year old writes; I believe you should
live each day as if it is your last, which is why I don't have any clean laundry
because who wants to wash clothes on the last day of their life? A 13 year old paraphrased something from AA; Give
me the strength to change the things I can, the grace to accept the things I
cannot, and a great big bag of money. A 6 year old expressed a thought from
personal experience; For centuries,
people thought the moon was made of green cheese. Then the astronauts found
that the moon is really a big hard rock. That's what happens to cheese when you
leave it out.
For a
period of time I worked for a newspaper in Ohio, doing sports writing by night
and pastoring by day. I would write a story and someone else would write the
headline. The headline writers had the hardest job. They had to read an entire
article and then come up with a catchy headline, and they had to do it quickly.
The paper was always waiting to go to press. Some really weird headlines
resulted. GRANDMOTHER OF EIGHT MAKES HOLE IN
ONE.
Evil grandmother, apparently. DOCTOR
TESTIFIES IN HORSE SUIT. Where do you buy a horse suit? POLICE BEGIN CAMPAIAGN TO RUNDOWN JAYWALKERS.
That is one tough city. TUNA BITING OFF
WASHINGTON COAST. Pretty hungry tuna. That’s a lot of coastline. MANY ANTIQUES SEEN AT DAUGHTERS OF THE
AMERICAN REVOLUTION MEETING. That is really no way to talk about those sweet
ladies! TWO CONVICTS EVADE NOOSE; JURY
HUNG. If you can’t convict, you have to take the punishment. COLLEGIANS ARE TURNING TO VEGATABLES. Kind
of my view of higher education these days. SAFETY
EXPERTS SAY SCHOOL BUS PASSENGERS SHOULD BE BELTED. My mother drove a
school bus for over three decades. There were many students she wanted to belt.
FLORIDA ILLEGAL ALIENS CUT IN HALF BY NEW
LAW. Goodness! Think about that before you head down to the Sunshine state
on vacation. If you are mistaken for an alien you could come back in pieces. MAN HELD IN MIAMI AFTER SHOOTING BEE. I
am going to assume that BEE was supposed to be SPREE, but then again, we lived
in Miami for some years and guns would come out for the slightest reasons. And
then, my favorite…..IRAQUI HEAD SEEKS
ARMS. Those Iraq leaders, always dissatisfied with just being a head.
Then there are these that I never
actually saw, but I like them. Supposedly these are found mostly in the
classifieds, but there are some headlines, too. FREE PUPPIES! 1/2 COCKER SPANIEL, 1/2 SNEAKY NEIGHBOR'S DOG. What
breed is sneaky neighbor’s dog? SNOW
BLOWER FOR SALE... ONLY USED ON SNOWY DAYS. Well, yeah. TICKLE ME ELMO, STILL IN BOX COMES WITH ITS
OWN 1988 MUSTANG, 5 LITER, AUTOMATIC TRANS, EXCELLENT CONDITION $6800. Kinda
high for a Tickle Me Elmo, even still in the box. HUMMELS - LARGEST SELECTION EVER "IF IT'S IN STOCK, WE HAVE
IT!" Now, there is a slogan. Reminds me of a little greasy spoon restaurant
back in Ohio that proclaimed, WE DON’T
SERVE NO CRAPPY FOOD. Ate there once. The slogan lied. GEORGIA PEACHES - CALIFORNIA GROWN - 89 cents lb. Not sure what to
say to that. NICE PARACHUTE: NEVER OPENED
- USED ONCE. Well, OK…….
In the
world today, one needs to be constantly aware of being politically correct.
This seems to be true more for men tan for women. Thirty years ago, I went to a
sensitivity training event and found out that if I put my arm around a woman’s
shoulder, if I placed my hand on her back at the level of her bra strap, if I
held her hand after a handshake for an extra second, if I called her honey,
dear or sweetheart, all of it was sexual harassment. Legally. Thirty years ago.
If I hugged the woman it was attempted rape. So, I try to avoid all those
things. I have been called a cold person. Women, on the other hand, have called
me sweetie or honey or dear whenever they wanted. One waitress called me
sweetie, to which I returned a honey pie. She became offended and I suddenly
had a new waitress. I have been touched on the shoulder, the chest, the face…..any
number of places. And hugged? Oh, yes! I can’t hug back or put my hands on her
back, but it is OK for her. Recently, a woman in our church really, really
needed a hug. I felt obliged to ask her before I hugged her. So, here are some
helps on how to be politically correct with women. She
is not a bleached blonde, she is peroxide dependent. She is not a bad cook, she is microwave
compatible. She is not conceited, she
is intimately aware of her best qualities. She does not gain weight, she is a metabolic underachiever. She is not to skinny, she is skeletally
prominent. She does not have a
mustache, she is in touch with her masculine side. She does not get fat or chubby, she achieves maximum density. She does not wear to much makeup, she has
reached cosmetic saturation.
Most of us will attend a movie
occasionally. Marsha and I went and saw three last year at a theater and three
more at the drive-in. And, of course, we see the occasional movie on TV. Movies
give a great deal of information we would otherwise not be aware of. For
instance, during all police investigations, it is necessary to visit a strip
club at least once. Also, all grocery bags contain at least one stick of French
Bread poking out the top. In addition, the ventilation
system of any building is the perfect hiding place – no one will ever think of
looking for you in there and you can travel to any other part of the building
undetected. Also good to know, all bombs are fitted with electronic timing
devices with large red readouts so you know exactly when they are going to go
off. It seems that a real man will show no pain while taking the most ferocious
beating but will wince when a woman tries to clean his wounds. It’s a little
known fact, but if you are staying in a haunted house, women should investigate
any strange noises in their most revealing underwear. A good thing to remember
is cars that crash will almost always burst into flames. To find your way,
remember that a single match will be sufficient to light up a room the size of Lucus
Oil stadium. And, if you misplace your keys it is always easy to hotwire a car,
anyone can do it, and any lock can be picked by a credit card or a paper clip
in seconds, unless it's the door to a burning building with a child trapped
inside.
2017 was
a year of dealing with insurance companies for me, so this one strike a chord. A Charlotte, North
Carolina man having purchased a box of very rare, very expensive cigars insured
them against fire, among other things. Within a month, having smoked his entire
stockpile of cigars and without having made even his first premium payment on
the policy, the man filed a claim against the insurance company. In his claim,
the man stated that the cigars were lost "in a series of small
fires." The insurance company refused to pay, citing the obvious reason:
that the man had consumed the cigars in the normal fashion. The man sued and
actually won. In delivering the ruling, the judge agreed that the claim was
frivolous. He stated nevertheless that the man held a policy from the company
in which it had warranted that the cigars were insurable and also guaranteed
that it would insure against fire, without defining what is considered to be
"unacceptable fire," and was obligated to pay the claim. Rather than
endure a lengthy and costly appeal process, the insurance company accepted the
ruling and paid the man $15,000.00 for the rare cigars he had lost in the
"fires." After the man cashed the check, the insurance company had
him arrested on twenty-four counts of arson. With his own insurance claim and
testimony for the previous case being used against him, the man was convicted
of intentionally burning his insured property and sentenced to twenty-four
months in jail and a $24,000.00 fine.
Well,
time is getting on here, so let me close with this fine story. There
was a nice lady, a Baptist minister's widow, who was a little old fashioned.
She was planning a week's vacation in California at Skylake Yosemite campground,
but she wanted to make sure of the accommodations first. Uppermost in her mind
were bathroom facilities, but she couldn't bring herself to write
"toilet" in a letter. After considerable deliberation, she settled on
"bathroom commode," but when she wrote that down, it still sounded
too forward, so, after the first page of her letter, she referred to the
bathroom commode as "BC." "Does the cabin where I will be
staying have its own 'BC'? If not, where is the 'BC' located?" is what she
actually wrote.
The campground owner
took the first page of the letter and the lady's check and gave it to his
secretary. He put the remainder of the letter on the desk of the senior member
of his staff without noticing that the staffer would have no way of knowing
what "BC" meant. Then the owner went off to town to run some errands.
The staff member came
in after lunch, found the letter, and was baffled by the euphemism, so he
showed the letter around to several counselors, but they couldn't decipher it
either. The staff member's wife, who knew that the lady was the widow of a well
known Baptist preacher, was sure that it must be a question about the local
Baptist Church. "Of course," the first staffer exclaimed, "'BC'
stands for 'Baptist Church.' " And he sat down and wrote:
Dear Madam,
I regret very much the
delay in answering your letter, but I now take the pleasure in informing you
that the BC is located nine miles north of the campground and is capable of
seating 250 people at one time. I admit it is quite a distance away if you are
in the habit of going regularly, but no doubt you will be pleased to know that
a great number of people take their lunches along and make a day of it. They
usually arrive early and stay late.
The last time my wife
and I went was six years ago, and it was so crowded we had to stand up the
whole time we were there. It may interest you to know that right now there is a
supper planned to raise money to buy more seats. They are going to hold it in
the basement of the 'BC.'
I would like to say
that it pains me very much not to be able to go more regularly, but it is
surely no lack of desire on my part. As we grow older, it seems to be more of
an effort, particularly in cold weather. If you decide to come down to our
campground, perhaps I could go with you the first time, sit with you, and
introduce you to all the folks. Remember, this is a friendly community."
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