I’d be worried if they hadn’t found a crack there


NEW POLICY: Effective immediately, the following economising measures are being implemented in the “Twelve Days of Christmas” subsidiary:
Overall we can expect a substantial reduction in assorted people, fowl, animals and related expenses.
Though incomplete, studies indicate that stretching deliveries over twelve days is inefficient. If we can drop ship in one day, service levels will be improved.
Regarding the lawsuit filed by the attorney’s association seeking expansion to include the legal profession (“thirteen lawyers-a-suing”), a decision is pending.
Deeper cuts may be necessary in the future to remain competitive. Should that happen, the Board would request management to scrutinize the Snow White Division to see if seven dwarfs is the right number.
A little boy wanted a new bike for Christmas. His mother told him they did not have any money for a bike. But she told him if he would tell Jesus what a good boy he would be, maybe Jesus would allow him to have one.
The little boy sat down to write Jesus a letter. As he began the letter…”Dear Jesus I will be good for one year…” He scribbled that out and wrote, “Dear Jesus I will be good for one month…” Then he scribbled that out and wrote, “Dear Jesus I will be good for one whole week….” In his disgust he tore up the paper and went for a walk.
As he walked he passed by the local church were there was a Nativity scene. He began to run as fast as he could and, when he past by the figure of Mary, grabbed her up and ran home. He ran in the front door and to his room. There he began a new letter that started…”Dear Jesus if you ever want to see your mother again…”


I know I’ve had a wee ponder in the past about the weirdness of grown adults getting in to playing with kiddies’ colouring-in books … but I think I have found something that might change my view: Coloring Book Corruptions.
Sadly, it looks like the site has been abandoned, but there are still plenty of delightfully corrupted colouring in book examples to give you a giggle.
The site owner says that one day they and a cousin were randomly flicking through a child’s colouring in book and decided to add some embellishments. The result was a bit of a triumph, and lead to the website, which features innocent-looking image that have been vastly improved by the addition of all sorts of inappropriateness.
You will also find some pages that you can download to improve with your own artistic touches.
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Some poems rhyme,
But this one doesn’t.
Two old ladies were outside their nursing home one afternoon having a drink and a smoke, when it started to rain.
One of the old ladies pulled out a condom, cut off the end, pulled it over her cigarette, and continued smoking.
“What in the hell is that?” asked Maude. “A condom.” replied Mabel. “This way my cigarette doesn’t get wet.”
“Were did you get it?” asked Maude with interest.
“You get them at any pharmacy.” replied Mabel.
The next day, Maude hobbled into the local pharmacy and announced to the pharmacist she wanted a box of condoms. The pharmacist, obviously embarrassed, looked at her kind of strangely (she was after all over 80 years of age), but very delicately asked what brand of condom she preferred.
“Doesn’t matter Sonny,” she replied, “As long as it fits on a camel.”