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Tag: Humor
Stuff that makes me laugh
Ordnung
Saw this pic over at CW’s place (part of his fantastic Open Road series) and I could not help be amazed at the fact that people adhered to the traffic circle even though it was covered with snow.
Then it occurred to me that the picture was doubtless taken in Germany or one of the other OCD countries, and the lone tracks which do bisect the circle were probably made by a lost American tourist.
Monday Funnies
Monday, already?
So let’s lighten the mood a little:
…and to help erase the above pic from your brain, try some of this:
Now eat some food, load up, and get outta here.
Wait A Minute
From Z-man, talking about conspiracy theorists:
“People don’t like simple answers. If they did, Hollywood thrillers would feature no plot, just stuff exploding in between sex scenes.”
Actually, that’s about as succinct a description of modern Hollywood thrillers as I’ve ever read. Unless of course Tom Cruise, Michael Bay or Marvel Comics are involved, in which case there’s no sex at all, just a series of witty one-liners between (and often during) the explosions. And Tom Clancy must be turbo-spinning in his grave after what Hollywood has done to Jack Ryan.
I’d talk more on the topic, but I’m busy re-reading historian Paul Johnson’s Modern Times, and that takes concentration.
Caption Competition #90
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Worldly Goods
Not many people can tell a story like Taki, and this excerpt, about him signing his will at a lawyer’s office in Switzerland, is one of his gems:
An eerie business is the one about death and making a will. One becomes a judge and jury of one’s friends, dispassionate and coldly rational, “reward and revenge standing at his elbow ready to nudge his pen.”
Not in my case. I’ve already made a will long ago and turned everything over to the mother of my children. Let her deal with it, I simply cannot face it.
When I signed the will in front of a lawyer and notary public, the lawyer asked time and again if I was in my right mind. (It’s a Swiss requirement.) “Not really,” I answered, “but she’s got a gun pointed at me under the table.”
The Swiss did not find it funny and demanded I get serious.
“I’m seriously out of my mind,” I repeated, “but I don’t wish to be shot in cold blood.”
They threatened to walk out, so I gave in and signed after categorically stating that I was turning all my assets over of my free will.
I could almost hear them thinking what an idiot I must be. The Swiss do not believe in letting easily go the root of all envy.
It should be remembered that the old Greek fart is himself heir to a considerable fortune derived from his family’s shipping business — no wonder the Swiss thought he was crazy, leaving it all to one person.