TGIF - 06 December 2024

  

Greetings from you Friday jokes guy! Did you forget about me? I don’t think so. Those of you I see in person keep complaining that they haven’t seen my jokes messages in a LONG time and friends afar wonder if I’m not well or been put into solitary confinement (and not the TGIF dungeon!). I can assure you that I am indeed well and have been enjoying life with Dianne and our kids and grandkids, as well as all the other excuses, like playing golf, ping pong, bridge, tennis and going for an occasional walk. 

 

However, I see from my TGIF word document that the last one I issued was at the end of June. I wished you all a nice summer and to take care until the next time. Well, 6 months later, here is the “next time”!

 

We hosted Dianne’s family for Thanksgiving, and it was great. Her son-in-law cooked the turkey and brought it along with gravy and a big can of cranberry sauce. Dianne prepared the stuffing and other side dishes (mashed potatoes, beans, onions, etc.) as well as baked two pies (apple and cherry) and one of her granddaughters baked a delicious pumpkin pie. Others brought wine and appetizers and so forth. A good time was had by all, including the two dogs who met for the first time and thankfully managed to play pretty well with each other.

 

Now we’re looking forward to hosting my kids and spouses (and my grandson Logan) for the week around Christmas. In fact, for those of you who usually receive a Christmas card/letter from me/us, it will likely be delayed until after the holidays and will contain new family photos with all of us. My kids begged me to have snow on the ground for Christmas, and it might happen as we’ve had two snowfalls in the last week. The ski areas have received quite a bit of it in the last week and most have opened by now. I’ll not likely go for another week or so. But look forward to it.

 

Let’s see if, during the last 6 months, you’ve sent me any good material to use today. Otherwise, this might be a very short edition. (I will note that Deb has not reduced the number of her good submissions. So, once again, we have Deb to thank!)

 

Getting Into Heaven

 

This guy goes to heaven and is greeted by St. Peter. St. Peter looks in his Book of Life and tells the guy “I don’t see where you did anything bad in your life…but the problem is I don’t see where you did anything good in your life either? In fact, there’s nothing about you at all in the book.”

The guy says…”I did good things! In fact, a young girl was being hassled by this Hell’s Angels motorcycle gang and I ran in and told them if they didn’t quit it, I was going to kick all their asses!!

“Wow”…said St. Peter. “When did that happen?”

“About 5 minutes ago” said the guy!

 

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What To Do On This First Date

 

It's the spring of 1957 and Bobby goes to pick up his date. He's a pretty hip guy with his own car. When he goes to the front door, the girl's father answers and invites him in. 

 

"Carrie's not ready yet, so why don't you have a seat?" he says. 

 

"That's cool," says Bobby. 

 

Carrie's father asks Bobby what they're planning to do. Bobby replies politely that they will probably just go to the soda shop or a movie. 

 

Carrie's father responds, "Why don't you two go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it.” 

 

Naturally, this comes as quite a surprise to Bobby, so he asks Carrie's dad to repeat it. 

 

"Yeah," says Carrie's father, "Carrie really likes to screw; she'd screw all night if we let her!” 

 

Well, this just made Bobby's eyes light up, and his plan for the evening was beginning to look pretty good. A few minutes later, Carrie comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt and announces that she's ready to go. Almost breathless with anticipation, Bobby escorts his date out the front door. 

 

About 20 minutes later, Carrie rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her, and screams at her father: "DARN IT, DADDY! IT'S CALLED THE TWIST!"

 

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Patient : "Doctor I keep hearing "The green, green grass of home" in my head. Doctor : "That's called the Tom Jones Syndrome"
Patient : "Is it common ?"
Doctor : "It's not unusual

Did you hear about the dyslexic agnostic insomniac ? He used to lie awake at night wondering if there was a Dog !

Q: Why should you never iron a four leaf clover? A: You should never press your luck!

Q;  What's ET short for?  A:  Because he's got little legs.

Q:  What lies on the bottom of the ocean and shakes? A:  A nervous wreck.

Q - What did the grape say when the elephant trod on it? A - Nothing, it just gave a little wine.

A three legged dog walks into a Saloon in the Wild West, the barman asks him what he wants.
The dog replies "I'm looking for the man that shot my paw”

A Buddhist walks up to a hot dog vendor and says "Make me one with everything.”

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman walk into a bar, the barman asks," Is this a joke?”

A group of Chess enthusiasts were kicked out of a hotel reception for discussing their winning games. The manager can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.

As a funeral train passes by a golf course, a golfer on one of the greens stops, stands at attention with hat held over his heart as the hearse goes by. Then he goes back to lining up his putt. His playing partner remarks how that was the nicest gesture he'd ever seen, to show such respect for the dead. The first golfer sinks his putt and says, "Well, she was a good wife for sixteen years.”

Three American Indian women in the wild west are about to give birth. One is lying on a buffalo skin; one is lying on a moose skin; and one is lying on a hippopotamus skin. The first woman gives birth to a boy. The second gives birth to a girl. And the third gives birth to a boy and a girl. And this proves . . . the squaw of the hide of the hippopotamus is equal to the sum of the squaws of the other two hides!

Sadie's husband Jake has been slipping in and out of a coma for several months, yet his faithful wife stays by his bedside day and night. One night, Jake comes to and motions for her to come closer. He says, "My Sadie, you have been with me through all the bad times. When I got fired, you were there to support me. When my business failed, you were there. When I got shot, you were by my side. When we lost the house, you gave me support. When my health started failing, you were still by my side. You know what, Sadie?" "What dear?" she asked gently. "I think you're bad luck."

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Better Have Proof!

 

An elderly woman went to buy some cat food. She picked up three cans, but the cashier stopped her and said, "I'm sorry, but we can't sell this to you without proof that you own a cat. Unfortunately, some seniors have been buying cat food to eat themselves, and management requires proof that you're purchasing it for your pet."

Determined, the woman went home, fetched her cat, and returned to the store. With her cat in tow, she was able to purchase the food.

The following day, she came back to buy two cans of dog food. Once again, the cashier insisted on proof that she had a dog. So, the woman went home, brought in her dog, and successfully bought the dog food.

A day later, the woman returned with a small box that had a hole in the lid. She handed it to the cashier and said, "Would you please put your finger in the hole?"

The cashier hesitated and replied, "No way, there might be a snake in there!"

The woman reassured her, "There's nothing in there that could hurt you, I promise."

Reluctantly, the cashier put her finger into the hole, then quickly pulled it out, exclaiming, "That smells awful!"

With a grin, the elderly woman responded, "Exactly. Now, may I please buy two rolls of toilet paper?"

 

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Birth Defect

 

A baby was born without eyelids.  The doctors grew concerned but decided that they could use the skin from his circumcision to create new eyelids.  The surgery went well.  He’s just a little cock-eyed, is all!

 

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Olympic Medal Condoms

 

A man is out shopping and discovers a new brand of condoms: Olympic condoms. Impressed, he decides to buy a pack to show his wife. After he arrives home, he proudly presents the Olympic condoms to his puzzled wife. "Olympic condoms?" she asks him. "What makes them Olympic, exactly?" "Well," answers her husband, "They come in three colors: Gold, Silver and Bronze." "What color are you going to wear tonight?" she asks with a smile. "Gold, of course!" proclaims her husband proudly. "Really," ponders the wife, "Why don't you wear Silver?" "Why silver?" asks the husband. "Well, it would be nice if you came second for a change."

 

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What is a Tragedy?

 

A senator is visiting a primary school. In one class, he asks the students if anyone can give him an example of a "tragedy." 

 

One little boy stands up and offers that, "If my best friend who lives next door is playing in the street when a car came by and killed him, that would be a tragedy." 

 

"No," the Senator says, "That would be an ACCIDENT." 

 

A girl raises her hand. "If a school bus carrying fifty children drove off a cliff, killing everyone inside ... that would be a tragedy." 

 

"I'm afraid not," explains the Senator. "That is what we would call a GREAT LOSS." The room is silent; none of the other children dare volunteer. "What?" asks the Senator, "Isn't there anyone here who can give me an example of a tragedy?" 

 

Finally Little Johnny in the back raises his hand. In a timid voice, he says: "If an airplane carrying a Senator was blown up by a bomb, *that* would be a tragedy." 

 

"Marvelous!" the Senator beams. "And can you tell me WHY that would be a tragedy?" 

 

"Well," says Johnny, "because it wouldn't be an accident, and it certainly would be no great loss!"

 

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It’s time for the TGIF Golden Classic

 

Food for Thought

 

The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than the British
or Americans.  The French eat a lot of fat and also suffer fewer heart attacks
than the British or Americans. The Japanese drink very little red wine and
suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.  The Italians drink
excessive amounts of red wine and also suffer fewer heart attacks than the
British or Americans. The Germans drink a lot of beer and eat lots of sausages
and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.
Conclusion: Eat and drink what you like. Speaking English is apparently what
kills you!

 

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I guess that is it for this first issue in a LONG TIME!  

 

Hopefully it won’t be too long until the next one! Meanwhile, I’m trying to get my Christmas lights up outside.

 

Dianne has been doing a lot of weaving of her beautiful scarves and will be selling them at the Gallery at the VAULT this Saturday (tomorrow).

 

Looking forward to the holidays and more snow!

 

Until the “next time”! Take care.

 

TGI-Jeff

TGIF - 28 June 2024

 


 

Greetings from your Friday fun guy on this last Friday of the first half of 2024! Summer is breaking out all over and things are getting busy. I would not be issuing this one today if it weren’t for the fact that we had three consecutive rainy days last weekend and so I used my time indoors to look through the jokes in my inbox and cut-and-paste what I have for you below.

 

Not many of you appreciated my attempt at educating you about the game of cricket in last Friday’s issue. Oh well, after all, it is very complicated and difficult to explain cricket to someone who knows nothing about the game. The tournament going on now is a limited “overs” (sic “innings) of only 20 of them for each team. The next step up is 50 overs which takes about 3 hours for each team to bat; so almost a whole day affair. But the old-time traditionalists prefer the 5 day test matches. I don’t care too much for those. Neither did my American friend who lived in our neighborhood in Pakistan. Rick used to say that “we could go to the test cricket match OR we could stay home and watch the grass grow”!

 

It's been a normal week here for me. Played bridge on Monday afternoon and watched the Stanley Cup final match on TV on Monday night. Then played with my senior men’s golf group on Tuesday morning. Then did some yard work in the afternoon. On Wednesday, I spent a lot of time indoors going through old family photos that have lived in boxes in the basement since I retired. I wish I had written dates on them as my mom used to do. In fact, she typed little descriptions on paper and glued them on the back giving the date, location and identifying everyone in the pics. Unfortunately, that trait did not get transferred from her to me. So, I’m struggling. But I’ll manage.

 

I had my best round of golf today, playing with Dave and Declan. I shot 42-42= 84. I missed a hole-in-one on the last hole by a half inch. The ball was on the edge of the hole. I jumped up and down next to it, but it wouldn’t fall in. So, I only got a “birdie”. At least I didn’t have to buy a round of drinks for everyone afterwards.

 

Earlier this Thursday evening, I attended the annual meeting of the Springfield Food Co-op. They provided us a meal and great desserts and not too long of a business meeting. They even had a raffle for 3 door prizes. I won one of them which was a $25 gift certificate from the Co-op. So, I made out quite well. As I draft this, the two presidential candidates are getting ready to square off in the first presidential debate tonight in Atlanta. And the Team USA men’s soccer team is playing now as well and I have set both of those to record, while I finish this. Since I have lots of stuff to share, I’ll end this intro. I’m looking forward to getting in the lake this weekend. Last week, they had seen some cyano-bacteria blooms and cautioned us not to go in. In any case, it rained for the 3 days we were there. Apparently, we’ve been given the “all clear” this week and the water temperature is getting up to the point where I’ll venture in.

 

So, tonight, it is Biden and Trump. Then there was Clinton and the Pope:

 

Bill Clinton and the Pope

 

Bill Clinton and the Pope happen to die on the same day, but for some reason the Pope ends up in Hell. He complains to the staff, and they look in his papers and say “Yes, you’re absolutely right, there has been a mix up. But you have to wait 24 hours here, but don’t worry, no fires or other nasty things, you get a room to wait in.” The Pope is satisfied and waits in his room.

24 hours later he is taken to two escalators, one going up and one coming down. He gets on the one going up. After a while he sees that it is Bill Clinton coming down. What do you say to a man you have condemned to eternity in Hell?

When the Pope is in talking range, he says to Clinton “You must excuse me but the reason I became a priest and eventually the Pope was that I wanted to meet Virgin Mary.” Clinton then calmly replies “Well then, my friend, you are 24 hours to late!”

 

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Adam and Eve

 

An Englishman, a Frenchman and a Russian are standing in a museum looking at a painting of Adam and Eve frolicking in the garden of Eden. The three stare at it intently. "Look at their reserve, their calm," muses the British man. "They must be British." 

 

The three of them ponder this possibility for a moment before the Frenchman and the Russian shake their heads in disagreement. 

 

"Nonsense," says the Frenchman. "They're naked and so beautiful, enjoying the best of life. Clearly they are French."

 

The Brit and Russian agree on this point, but after a moment the Russian shakes his head again. "No clothes, no shelter..." He muses. "Also, they have only an apple to eat but they're told this is Paradise. They are clearly Russian!"

 

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"To the tune of 'My Favorite Things’”

 

Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,

Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,

Bundles of magazines tied up in string,

These are a few of my favorite things.

Cadillac's and cataracts and hearing aids and glasses,

Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,

Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,

These are a few of my favorite things.

When the pipes leak,

When the bones creak,

When the knees go bad,

I simply remember my favorite things,

And then I don't feel so bad.

Hot tea and crumpets, and corn pads for bunions,

No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,

Bathrobes and heat pads and hot meals they bring,

These are a-few of my favorite things.

Back pains, confused brains, and no fear of sinnin',

Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin',

And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,

When we remember our favorite things.

When the joints ache,

when the hips break,

When the eyes grow dim,

Then I remember the great life I've had,

And then I don't feel so bad.

 

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Visiting Moscow

 

Fred and Gladys, lifelong admirers of the great Russian revolution, decided to go to Moscow to celebrate their Golden Wedding anniversary.

Winter was coming in and they felt a few drops hit them lightly as they walked hand in hand across Red Square.

“Ah, snow.” said Gladys.

“No,” said Fred, “I’m sure it’s only rain.”

“Snow.” insisted Gladys. “It’s just melting as soon as it hits the pavement.”

“Ah. it’s our anniversary; we shouldn’t be arguing.” said Fred. “Let’s ask a local what they think.”

So, together, they approached a man wearing a large, furry Russian hat and, in their best Russian accents asked

“Excuse me sir, This is our first visit to your wonderful city. Would you please tell us if it’s raining or snowing?”

The man smiled indulgently at them. “Good morning - and welcome to Moscow. My name is Rudolph and I am indeed a Muscovite. And I can confidently tell you that it is indeed raining.”

They thanked him and went on their way. Out of earshot Fred turned to ‘Gladys.

“Well I’m afraid you’ll have to concede this time - - -

 

(Why? You wonder.)

 

(Wait for it!)

 

“Rudoph the Red knows rain, dear!”

 

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Dilbert(isms)

 

Dilbert is an American comic strip and his one liners are famous. They are all classic!

*Here are few Dilbert's one liners:*

1. I say no to alcohol, it just doesn't listen. 
2. Marriage is one of the chief causes of divorce.
3. Work is fine if it doesn't take too much of your time. 
4. When everything comes your way you're in the wrong lane. 
5. The light at the end of the tunnel may be an incoming train..
6. Born free, taxed to death. 
7. Everyone has a photographic memory, some just don't have film.
8. Life is unsure; always eat your dessert first. 
9. Smile, it makes people wonder what you are thinking. 
10. If you keep your feet firmly on the ground, you'll have trouble putting on your pants. 
11. It's not hard to meet expenses, they are everywhere.
12. I love being a writer... what I can't stand is the paperwork. 
13. A printer consists of 3 main parts: the case, the jammed paper tray and the blinking red light.
14. The guy who invented the first wheel was an idiot. The guy who invented the other three was the genius.
15. The trouble with being punctual is that no one is there to appreciate it.
16. In a country of free speech, why are there phone bills? 
17. If you cannot change your mind, are you sure you have one? 
18. If you can't convince them, confuse them. 
19. It's not the fall that kills you. It's the sudden stop at the end. 
20. I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder. 
21. Hot glass looks same as cold glass - Cunino's Law of Burnt Fingers
22. The cigarette does the smoking you are just the sucker. 
23. Someday is not a day of the week
24. Whenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock.
25. To Err is human, to forgive is not a Company policy.
26. The road to success ....is always under construction. 
27. Alcohol doesn't solve any problems, but if you think again, neither does Tea, Coffee or Milk. 
28. In order to get a Loan, you first need to prove that you don't need it.

 

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Heaven Awaits

 

Three nurses sadly pass away. They rise up into heaven, and there they approach the gatekeeper to plead their case for entering paradise. 

 

So the keeper points to the first nurse, who says: "I worked in an emergency room. I treated many people, and always did my best to help. And although sometimes we would lose patients, I still think I deserve to enter." The gatekeeper glances at her file and admits her to heaven. 

 

The second nurse then says, "I used to work in the operating room, assisting surgeons. It was a lot of stress, and we lost many people, but I always did my best." The keeper glances at her file and motions her to enter. 

 

"And you?" He asks the third nurse. 

 

"I was a case manager for an HMO. I worked with thousands of patients," she answers confidently. 

 

The gatekeeper takes a long and careful look at her file. He pulls out a calculator and starts entering digits quickly, looking back from time to time at the woman's file. After a few minutes like this, the keeper looks up, smiles at her and says: "Congratulations! You've been admitted to heaven... for five days!"

 

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A Measured Response

 

A guy walks into a bar carrying a small monkey under his arm. He goes up to the bar, orders a pint, then puts the monkey down. And the monkey is off! Jumping onto all the tables and eating everything it can find. Then suddenly it jumps up onto the pool table, picks up the cue ball, opens his mouth wide and swallows it down. The barman says to the guy ‘did you see that?’ and the guy says ‘no what?’ The barman says ‘your monkey was just running around the room eating stuff off all the tables and then he jumped up onto the pool table and swallowed the cue ball down!’ The guy says sorry and that he always eats everything, offers to pay for the cue ball and then picks up his monkey and leaves.

Two weeks later the same guy goes into the bar, carrying the same money, and sits down at the bar. He orders another beer and puts the monkey down. And he off again! Jumping up onto all the tables looking for food when suddenly he jumps up onto the bar, picks an olive out of a bowl, shoves it up it’s arse, takes it out again and then eats it! The barman says to the guy ‘Did you see that?’ and the guy replies ‘no what?’ The barman tells him that his monkey was running all over the pub looking for food, and then jumped up onto the bar, took an olive out of the bowl, shoved it up it’s arse, then took it out again and ate it. The guy just chuckles to himself and says ‘Yeah sorry. He still eats everything he can, but since swallowing your cue ball two weeks ago, he now measures everything first!

 

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An Irishman’s Dying Wish

 

Patrick O'Rourke was lyin’ on his death bed and sitting next to him was his childhood best friend, Michael Murphy.

Michael looks down at Patrick and asks, “Ough, Patty, is there anything I can do for ya, ‘t ease your passin’?”

Patrick looks up at his best friend and says, “Aye, Michael, it would be grand if you spoke to me dear mother in Ireland and tell her how I died.”

Michael answers, “Tink nothin’ of it, of course I will.”

Patrick thinks a minute and continues, “And over there in me dresser, in the top drawer, way in the back, is a bottle of 30-year-old Irish whiskey that I’ve been savin’. Would you be a good lad and pore it over me grave after I’m gone?”

Michael pauses a moment and then responds, “I’ll do that for ya, Patty – But would you mind if I passed it through me kidneys first?”

 

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Scared Stiff!

 

When I was about 7 years old, I accompanied my father to the funeral of a co-worker of his, someone I didn't even know. When we got there, I stood in a corner waiting for the time to pass. 

 

A bitter looking man approached me and said, "Enjoy life kid, enjoy it because time flies. Look at me now, I didn't enjoy it." Then he passed his hand over my head and left. 

 

My father, before leaving took me with him to pay honors to his friend. When I looked in the coffin, I was horrified to see that the man in the coffin was the same man who had spoken to me!! I was so traumatized I couldn't sleep properly. I had terrible nightmares. I was terrified of being alone. I saw many psychologists, endured much turmoil throughout my adolescent years. It got better as I aged, but I would still occasionally wake up screaming in fear. 

 

It was many years later when I discovered something remarkable that completely changed my life. That bastard had a twin.

 

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Okay, although this one has been rather long, I do have on TGIF Golden Classic to share:

 

What Religion is Your Bra?


A man walked into the lady’s department and shyly walked up to the woman behind the counter and said,

'I'd like to buy a bra for my wife. '

' What type of bra?' asked the clerk.

'Type?' inquires the man, 'There's more than one type?'

' Look around,' said the saleslady, as she showed a sea of bras in every shape, size, color and material imaginable.

'In fact, despite the abundance of options, there are essentially only four types of bras available to choose from.'

Relieved, the man asked about the types.

The saleslady replied:

'There are the Catholic, Salvation Army, Presbyterian, and the Baptist types.

Which one would you prefer?'

Now totally befuddled, the man asked about the differences between them.

The Saleslady responded, 'It is all really quite simple.'

The Catholic type supports the masses;

The Salvation Army type lifts the fallen;

The Presbyterian type keeps them staunch and upright;

The Baptist type makes mountains out of molehills.

Oh and have you ever wondered why A, B, C, D, DD , E, F, G, and H are the letters used to define bra sizes?


If you have wondered why, but couldn't figure out what the letters stood for, it is about time you became informed!

{A} Almost Boobs.
{B} Barely there.
{C} Can't Complain.
{D} Dang!
{DD} Double dang!
{E} Enormous!
{F} Fake.
{G} Get a Reduction.
{H} Help me, I've fallen and I can't get up!

oh, and they forgot the German bra: Holtzemfromfloppen!!

 

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It’s time to wish you all a fantastic Friday and a wonderful weekend and a super summer!

 

I may be too busy in the next few weeks to spend time on this hobby. That does not prevent you from sending me any humor that might come across your screen devices.

 

Dianne and I are looking forward to planned opportunities to gather with family this summer.

 

Until the next time, take care!

 

TGI-Jeff