Words can describe love, hate, fear. . . whatever you want them to describe.
Sometimes, they can make you think and smile at the same time.
It has been an unusual couple of weeks and the blogging has suffered. Hopefully, I’ll get back into my gro0ve soon. In the meantime, thanks to Carla for the material.
Think and smile as you read these:
How does Moses make tea? Hebrews it.
Venison for dinner again? Oh deer!
I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest.
Haunted French pancakes give me the crepes.
England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool.
I tried to catch some fog, but I mist.
I thought I had type-A blood, but it was a Typo.
I changed my iPod’s name to Titanic. It’s syncing now.
Jokes about German sausages are the wurst.
I know a guy who’s addicted to brake fluid, but he says he can stop any
I stayed up all night to see where the sun went, and then it dawned on me.
This girl said she recognized me from the vegetarian club, but I’d never met herbivore.
When chemists die, they barium.
I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. I just can’t put it down.
I did a theatrical performance about puns. It was a play on words.
Why were the Indians here first? They had reservations.
I didn’t like my beard at first. Then it grew on me.
Did you hear about the cross-eyed teacher who lost her job because she
couldn’t control her pupils?
When you get a bladder infection, urine trouble.
Broken pencils are pointless.
What do you call a dinosaur with an extensive vocabulary? A thesaurus.
I dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx.
All the toilets in New York’s police stations have been stolen. The police
have nothing to go on.
I got a job at a bakery because I kneaded dough.
Velcro – what a rip off!
Don’t worry about old age; it doesn’t last.