I always like this one. Not mine, though.
So, the mother, in an effort to get her son to speak, would feed him soup every night, and as she did so, she would talk to him, trying to get him to join in on the conversation. She would talk about their family, the news, the weather, anything that was going on in their lives, anything at all, to get her son to talk. This went on for years and years, with no visible change.
One night, however, during such a supper, the boy suddenly stopped his mother and said in a matter-of-fact voice: "Mother, the soup is cold."
His mother was understandably overwhelmed, embracing her son eagerly, sobbing, demanding to know, "Why? Why? Why have you never spoken all this time? Your father and I were so worried! Why have you only decided to speak now?"
The son simply replied, "Until now, the soup had been satisfactory."
@Blackmoon: That reminds me of this thread on Snopes: http://message.snopes.com/showthread.php?t=60645. The punchline is, "When the crayon box gets to my end, there are only black crayons left!" .
edited 2nd Aug '12 3:25:23 AM by MorwenEdhelwen
The road goes ever on. -TolkienThe New European Langauge
In the first year, "s" will be used instead of the soft "c." Sertainly, sivil servants will resieve this news with joy. Also, the hard "c" will be replaced with "k". Not only will this klear up konfusion, but typewriters kan have one less letter.
There will be growing publik emthusiasm in the sekond year, when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced by "f". This will make words like fotograf" 20 persent shorter.
In the third year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkorage the removal of double letters, which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horible mes of silent "e"s in the languag is disgrasful, and they would go.
By the fourth year, peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" by "z" and "w" by " v".
During ze fifz year, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou", and similar changes vud of kors be aplid to ozer kombinations of leters.
After zis fifz yer, ve vil hav a reli sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubls or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech ozer.
Ze drem vil finali kum tru!
Mission Protocol 68
The radio comes on again: "Mission control, mission control, mission control to chimpanzee: Showing your position correctly, execute Mission Protocol 68-B." The chimp types in some more commands and the capsule's solar sails unfold.
Again, the radio: "Mission control, mission control, mission control to astronaut: Unfasten seatbelt and execute Mission Protocol 68-C. Fee-" "I KNOW, I KNOW!", the astronaut shouts, "Feed the chimp, clean the capsule and don't touch any buttons!"
@Hourai Rabbit. I LOVE that.
The road goes ever on. -TolkienWhat do you get when you put a knife in a baby? A life sentence in jail.
I know a very lazy person. He's so lazy, they couldn't find his short-term memory.note
A groggy Watson blinks up at the night sky, and thinking back to his military training, says, "Well, from the position of Venus I determine it's around three o'clock in the morning; from the clouds approaching slowly from the south I assume we'll have a rainstorm about midday; Sirius tells me that, as we know, it's early August; and philosophically, the stars tell me that I am insignificant in comparison with the wonders of the universe as a whole.
Why, Holmes? What do they tell you?"
The great detective is silent for a long moment. Then...
"Watson, you tit. Someone has stolen our tent."
@Furiko Maru: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
The road goes ever on. -TolkienI know a person who was so mean, they measured his meaness in metres per cubic second. note
edited 5th Aug '12 7:37:57 AM by Inhopelessguy
Three statisticians go hunting. When they see a rabbit, the first one shoots, missing it on the left. The second one shoots and misses it on the right. The third one shouts: "We've hit it!"
<><A blonde and a brunette jump off a cliff. Who wins?
The brunette. The blonde had to stop and ask for directions
ಠ_ಠConservative politics.
War is God.There are 10 kinds of people in this world: those who understand binary and those who don't.
ಠ_ಠQuestion: How many surrealist painters does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Answer: Fish.
A blonde is driving along in her car one day when she happens to drive past a field. Sitting in the middle of the field is another blonde in a canoe, paddling like mad but of course going nowhere. Infuriated, the first blonde pulls over to the side of the road, jumps out of her car and starts shouting at the blonde in the boat.
She says, "Hey, idiot! Yeah, I'm talking to you. It's morons like you that give the rest of us blondes a bad name! If I could swim, I'd come out there and kick your ass right now!"
Fear is a superpower....resisting urge to flood thread with dead baby jokes...
edited 5th Aug '12 3:48:58 PM by MasterInferno
Somehow you know that the time is right.So...many...babies...
'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'Wanna hear another joke?
Mike Huckabee.
War is God.I heart him.
'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'@ Pro. Mitt Romney once said a nice thing about a European state.
Two politicians walk into a bar.
They settle their disagreements peacefully.
War is God.Okay, fine, I'll do one.
What do you call a baby whose head has been blown off with a shotgun?
Dead.
Somehow you know that the time is right.I laughed.
I'm going to Hell.
'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'Which Hell?
War is God.
Anyone have good jokes they want to share?
This one is from my friend Caitie:
A. What did the sushi say to the other sushi?
B. I don't know, what?
A. Wassup, b?*
edited 3rd Aug '12 10:23:17 PM by MorwenEdhelwen
The road goes ever on. -Tolkien