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March 16, 2015 5 Comments
chase away Alzheimer’s.
Here we go:
A very important man is about to take a trip to Iceland. He is awoken in the middle of the night by his security-guard the night before he is supposed to leave.
His guard breaking sweat urges him to take a boat rather than a plane, because he just dreamt that the plane was going to crash. The guard leaves because it’s the end of his shift.
The man listens to his guard and takes a boat. Soon after arriving in Iceland he hears that the plane he was supposed to go on crashed. .
When he arrives home he thanks the guard profusely, rewards him for saving his life and fires him off the job.
Has the man lost his marbles or what?
If you wish to know it’s in the comments.
February 27, 2015 1 Comment
“Excuse me sir,” said the man to one of the stewards on an Amtrak train, “I always get nauseous when I go on trains, so I am going to take a heavy sleeping pill, but please do whatever you can to make sure I get off when it stops in Baltimore. I really don’t want to miss my great aunt’s funeral.”
“Sure thing!” said the steward happily, “we’ll make you sure you get off!”
Six hours later the train stopped in Washington D.C. and the man jumped out of his seat in a panic, “WHAT THE HECK! I ASKED YOU TO WAKE ME UP IN BALTIMORE!”
“Oh boy! He looks mad!” Remarked the fellow behind him to his wife.
“Not half as mad as that other guy they carried off back in Baltimore.” She whispered back.
Credit: greatcleanjokes.com, commons.wikimedia.org and alsanda.wordpress.com
Disclaimer: This is a purely fictional piece.
February 22, 2015 1 Comment
Originally posted on The Other I:
The following is an interview with Hattie Mae MacDonald of Feague, Kentucky, in the United States. Hattie is 101 years old.
Reporter: Can you give us some health tips for reaching the age of 101?
Hattie: For better digestion I drink beer. In the case of appetite loss I drink white wine. For low blood pressure I drink Red Wine. In the case of high blood pressure I drink scotch. And when I have a cold I drink Schnapps.
Reporter: When do you drink water?
Hattie: I’ve never been that sick.
February 16, 2015 2 Comments
…the outcomes are not always predictable. Read on:
A citizen who prided, himself on being something of a Good Samaritan was passing an apartment house in the small hours of the morning when he noticed a man leaning limply against the doorway.
‘What’s the matter?’ he asked. ‘Had one too many?’
The man nodded.
‘Do you want me help you upstairs?’
‘Yup, the second,’ his hand pointing up.
The elevator door was open with no car in place. Not to be deterred, with much difficulty he half dragged, half carried the drooping figure up the stairway to the second-floor.
It was dark. Rather than face an irate wife who might perhaps take him to be an accomplice more at fault than her spouse, he opened what appeared to be the door to a hallway to the apartments and pushed the limp figure in with some effort.
The Good Samaritan groped his way downstairs.
As he was passing through the vestibule, he was able to make out the dim outlines of another who was apparently in a worse condition than the first.
‘What’s the matter? Are you drunk too?’ he asked.
‘Yup,’ was the feeble reply.
‘Do you live here too?’
‘Yup, on the second floor.’
‘Some party, eh? You want me to help you go up?’
…The Good Samaritan pushed, pulled and carried him upstairs. He opened the same door and pushed him in.
As he reached the front-door he discerned the shadow of a third man evidently worse of than either of the other two. He was about to approach him when the object of his solicitude lurched into the street, panic in his eyes as though he saw a ghost and threw himself into the arms of a passing policeman.
‘Off’shur! Off’shur! For heav’n sake, Off’shur! he gasped.
‘Steady, steady, what’s it? the policeman inquired.
‘Off’shur, protect me from that man. He’s done noth’ng all night long except carry me upstairs and throw me down the elevator shaft.’
Credits: Source unknown.