Some guy today ordered a 4-pack of nuggets, and then he asked me to "go rambunctious" on the dipping sauce. Rough day, glad it's over, going to go and scout up some jokes.
A man wrote a letter to the IRS: âI have been unable to sleep knowing that I have cheated on my income tax. I understated my taxable income and have enclosed a check for $200.00. If I still canât sleep, I will send the rest.â
From the files of Dr Stunata: The rest of the story of the "man who couldn't sleep". (Sigh) The IRS caught up with him. His excuse: He had tax phobia. The "man who couldn't sleep" even found a psychiatrist, Dr. Stunata who agreed, he had Tax phobia (DSM-IV page 226, right after the chapter on UFO's R4real). In court, the judge allowed the IRS penalties to stand. He was skeptical that the executive suffered tax phobia for 10 years. He also doubted the genuineness of the disease noting that "the man who couldn't sleep" consulted Dr Stunata only once -- a month before the trial. The Moral: It's not all in your head -- tax pain is a pain in the ass, too (this has been tried, stay tuned). Or, the IRS cure for tax phobia -- take penalties and interest, and call your lawyer in the morning.
So this policeman comes upon this guy on his hands and knees under a streetlight, fumbling around on the ground. "What's the matter?" says the policeman. "I'm looking for my keys," says the guy. "Is this where you dropped them?" asks the policeman, and the guy replies, "Yes".
C'mon nutmeg, this is a charming, very wise, ancient parable about people looking for happiness in all the wrong places, first created by the Greek philosopher Aesop (5th century BC) and then "borrowed" by the Turks and documented under the sort of mythical writings of their Sufi folk teacher Nashruddin Hotza (13th century AD): A guy is on his hands and knees under a street light, late at night. The policeman asks: "What are you doing down there, man?" "Looking for my wallet, Sir." "Is this where you lost it?" "No, I accidentally dropped as I was going home, up the road..." "Then, why are you looking here?" "Because, there's more light here!"
Thanks for the history lesson I did not know this. Now that you mentioned it, yours is the correct version of the joke and last but not least, I'll just put my joke in the broke joke thread.
Sorry, sorry, sorry, keep doing what you're doing, you're funny! That broke joke thread: are you referring to our national finances by any chance? You know, we are broke, and it's a joke in Washington... Come to think of it, I have so many candidates for that thread from my own collection, but so little time...
I can't vouch this really happened, but I wouldn't doubt it. <img src="http://elitetrader.com/vb/attachment.php?s=&postid=1940286"/> A friend had a Lab that crapped an entire pair of panty hose.
My lab ate a flourescent rubber ball, he crapped small particles of glow in the dark turds on the lawn in the snow, It was like Aureo Borealis when I turned on the yard lights, twinkling and reflecting, people came from miles around, I played music, the kids sang carols, some actually thought they had seen an image of Elvis reflection in the snow.