Whoops. Ran out of daylight. Just a few groaners today ... haven't done that in awhile. And thanks to you, I'm nearly 25% of the way to my fundraising goal. Only four days left ... click here to donate ... and thank you!
YOUR WEDNESDAY GROANERS
I knew a guy once whose job was to fill up pillowcases with duck feathers. He told people his job was to upload the down load.
Bees are always well-groomed. They use honeycombs.
A friend of mine teaches a college class on all the different soda pop varieties. He's a fizz ed teacher.
What bird is with you at every meal?
There was this genetic scientist who crossed Rice Krispies cereal with a kangaroo. They went snap, crackle, hop.
Five o'clock in the morning is like a pig's tail. It's twirly.
Secret drink of plants?
Gardeners make the best umpires. They already know the ground rules.
[selected from Bob Thave's Frank & Ernest, with thanks to Stan Kegel and JokeMaster]
WORD for YOUR WEEK: Since my posts are sporadic, let's find out where that word came from. It describes something that is occasional, or occurs in scattered instances. As in, "even after the battle, sounds of sporadic gunfire could still be heard." It comes from the Greeks, where the word "spora" meant sowing, as in the act of tossing seed onto the ground in irregular intervals. (Sidebar: you can also see from where we get the word "spore.") This became "sporadikos," meaning scattered.