Posts tagged with "humour"
Tuesday, 14. April 2009, 11:03:03
canada, humour, iphone
Had to laugh at this. If you're not Canadian, you may not understand everything on the display.
Enjoy more at
http://www.cartoonink.com/editorial/currenttoon02.php
Friday, 6. March 2009, 01:25:26
soup, humour, work, volunteer
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A week ago yesterday we had some pleasant news at work: a volunteer couple, Chuck and Marilyn, were going to be bringing a soup lunch for everyone. Marilyn is a terrific cook. She makes yummy home-made treats for us at work every week. But this was special.
Michelle's boyfriend heard about this and sent a notice to be posted to promote the upcoming day (his said, “Why sit at your desk and stew when you can come out for a soup-er luncheon?”). Well Michelle then got the idea to put a sheet up so others could add their promotional sayings too. The list was posted on the door and here are what people wrote (I take bragging rights for putting the most up there; they're the ones in poor printing):
- Come out for the fellowship and we'll soup-ly the food.
- Stir something up on soup-er Wednesday!
- For a souperlative lunch, come on over to Galcom next Wednesday.
- Want a fast lunch? Soup-it-up next Wednesday.
- Mr. Wang say, “No mystery: come for a soup-lise lunch next Wednesday.”
- CSI soup at Galcom: the broth thickens...
- No soup for you! (from Seinfeld's 'Soup Nazi' episode)
- So...this soup was walking into a bar, I mean church...
- It's a bird...it's a plane...it's Souperman!
- Hey! This Wednesday should be souper-dooper!
- Yer lunch is being souplanted today.
- Soupercalifragilisticexpialidelicious!
The soups
were absolutely delicious! The one on the left is 'Mexican Chicken Corn Chowder' and the one on the right is 'Cheeseburger'. The lunch also came with beautifully soft bun rolls and for dessert there was a 'Strawberry Cream Pie' on a home-made crust. We went about 10 minutes over on our lunch time. When I get the recipes, they will be added to this post.
Additional recipes are here.
Friday, 27. February 2009, 12:10:36
april fools day, humour, no god, holiday
Although not true, it's interesting to note even God allows room for fools...for now.
In Florida, an atheist created a case against the upcoming Easter and Passover holy days. He hired an attorney to bring a discrimination case against Christians, Jews and observances of their holy days.
The argument was that it was unfair that atheists had no such recognized days.
The case was brought before a judge. After listening to the passionate presentation by the lawyer, the judge banged his gavel declaring, “Case dismissed!”
The lawyer immediately stood objecting to the ruling saying, “Your Honor, how can you possibly dismiss this case? The Christians have Christmas, Easter and others. The Jews have Passover, Yom Kippur and Hanukkah, yet my client and all other atheists have no such holidays.”
The judge leaned forward in his chair saying, “But you do. Your client, counsel, is woefully ignorant.”
The lawyer said, “Your Honor, we are unaware of any special observance or holiday for atheists.”
The judge said, “The calendar says April 1st is April Fools Day. Psalm 14:1 states, ‘The fool says in his heart, there is no God.’
Thus, it is the opinion of this court, that if your client says there is no God, then he is a fool. Therefore, April 1st is his day. Court is adjourned.”
You gotta love a Judge that knows his scripture.
Friday, 27. February 2009, 11:53:32
star wars, humour, redneck, writings
Sometimes I rummage through my "Writings" folder and find something I totally forgot and where I forgot it from. Enjoy.
You ever uttered the phrase, “May the force be with y'all.”
Your Jedi robe is camouflage.
You have ever used the force in conjunction with fishing/bowling.
You have ever used your light sabre to open a bottle of Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill.
At least one wing of your X-wing is primer colored.
You have bantha horns on the front of your landspeeder.
You describe the taste of an Ewok as “jus' like chicken.”
You have ever had a B-wing up on blocks in your yard.
The worst part of spending time on planet Dagobah is “them dadgum skeeters.”
Wookies are offended by your B.O. (body odor)
You have ever used the force to get yourself another Coke so you wouldn't have to wait for a commercial.
Your father has ever said to you, “Shoot, son, come on over to the dark side...it'll be a hoot!”
You have ever had your R-2 unit use its self-defense electro-shock thingy to get the barbecue grill to light.
You have a confederate flag painted on your flight helmet.
You have the doors of your X-wing welded shut and you have to get in through the window.
You have a cousin who bears a strong resemblance to Chewbacca.
In your opinion, that Cee-Threepio fellow “just ain't right.”
You suggested that they outfit the Millennium Falcon with a Lazy-Boy recliner.
Saturday, 21. February 2009, 00:10:19
life, wedding ring, co-worker, love
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The conversations during breaks and lunch at work get interesting sometimes. Michelle, a co-worker I've alluded to in a couple of posts, is madly in love with her boyfriend. The history of how the two of them met and finally began going out together is one I love to hear over and over. It's a great testimony to the power of God. Just say his name directly to her face and her eyes begin glazing over – you can almost see little hearts floating upward. She has mentioned that when he does propose, she won't be coming in to work the following day; she wouldn't get anything done.
During this afternoon's break we began talking about wedding rings. Now on the Valentine's weekend, Michelle's boyfriend took her into a jewellery store so they could look at some rings. She pointed out to him things she liked and didn't like. But it all came down to this:
“Y'know, I don't even really care what kind of ring he gives me. I would even accept a twist tie — but then he's gonna get a black eye!”
Thursday, 1. January 2009, 14:44:06
humour, shoes, blogthings.com, chocolate
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Thankfully, I don't hang my life on this stuff, but there must be
some semblance of psychological research that goes into these... Thanks to the
Hermitess for her post.
The last two lines of this chocolate one are so true...
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What Your Taste in Chocolate Says About You
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You are sophisticated, modern, and high class.
Your taste is refined, but you are not picky.
You are often the first to try something new.
You are lively, goofy, and a total blast.
You're incredibly happy, and you always are lifting spirits.
You love to be the center of attention. You enjoy entertaining your friends.
You feel lost when no one is interested in you... You're too interesting to be ignored.
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Alas, the Dutchman cannot escape the truth!
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You Are Clogs
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You are a solid and down to earth person.
You seek, and almost always achieve, a really sound balance in your life.
You are stylish yet comfortable. Mellow but driven. Excited yet calm.
You are the perfect mesh of contradictions.
No matter what happens, you have the ability to stay well grounded in your life.
People know that they can truly depend on you.
You should live: In Europe
You should work: At a company dedicated to helping the world
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Friday, 14. March 2008, 12:02:37
marriage, humour, women, canadian
Of course this is written by someone else tounge-in-cheek, but I still admire the toughness of many Canadian women (notice the man who married the Canadian doesn't have a first name

)...
Three men were sitting together bragging about how they had given their new Wives their duties:
Terry had married an American Woman, and bragged that He had told his Wife that She was to do all the dishes, and all the house cleaning. He said that it took a couple of days, but on the third day he came home to a clean house, and all the dishes were washed and put away!
Jimmy had married a Woman from Australia, He bragged that he had given his Wife orders that She was to do all the housework, wash all the dishes, and the cooking. He told them that the first day he didn't see any results, but the next day it was better, and by the third day, His house was clean, the dishes were done, and he had a huge dinner on the table!
The third man had married a Canadian Girl. He boasted that He had told her, that her duties were to do all the housework, wash all the dishes, do all the laundry, and mow the lawn, and have a hot meal on the table 3 times a day.
He said that on the first day he didn't see anything, and on the second day he didn't see anything, but by the third day, most of the swelling had gone down, and he could see a little out of his left eye, enough to fix himself a bite to eat, load the dishwasher and call a landscaper!
Saturday, 8. March 2008, 19:46:54
retirement, 45, holiday inn, humour
If anyone has been watching my countdown on the right, you can appreciate the relevance. I make no claims to the accuracy of the amounts.

I'm more concerned about the state of nursing and retirement homes.
Retirement with a grin
Recently I was checking my RRSP account and thinking about retirement, as everyone does when they hit 45. I saw an article about nursing and retirement homes and the expenses. Then it hit me. No nursing home for me!
Here is my plan:
I'm checking into the Holiday Inn. With the average cost for a nursing home reaching $188 per day, there is a better way when we get old and feeble. I have already checked on reservations at the Holiday Inn. For a combined long-term stay discount and senior discount, it's $49.23 per night. That leaves $138.77 a day for breakfast, lunch, dinner in any restaurant I want, or room service. It also will leave enough for laundry, gratuities, and special TV movies. Plus, I'll get a swimming pool, a workout room, a lounge, and washer and dryer. I'll also get free toothpaste, razors, shampoo and soap. And I'll be treated like a customer, not a patient.
Five dollars worth of tips a day will have the entire staff scrambling. There is a city bus stop out front, and seniors ride free. The handicap bus will also pick me up if I fake a decent limp. Ride the church bus free on Sundays. For a change of scenery, take the airport shuttle bus and eat at one of the nice restaurants there.
While you're at the airport, fly somewhere. Meanwhile, the cash keeps building up. It takes months to get into decent nursing homes. On the other hand, Holiday Inn will take your reservation today. And you are not stuck in one place forever -- you can move from Inn to Inn, or even from city to city. Want to see Hawaii? They have a Holiday Inn there, too. TV broken? Light bulbs need changing? Need a mattress replaced? No problem. They fix everything and apologize for the inconvenience. The Inn has a night security person and daily room service. The maid checks if you are OK. If not, they will call the undertaker or an ambulance. If you fall and break a hip, Medicare will pay for the hip, and Holiday Inn will upgrade you to a suite for the rest of your life.
And no worries about visits from the family. They will always be glad to visit you, and probably check in for a mini-vacation. The grandkids can use the pool. What more can you ask for?
When I discussed my plan with friends, they came up with even more benefits that Holiday Inn provides retirees. Most standard rooms have coffee makers, reclining chairs, and satellite TV -- all you need to enjoy a cozy afternoon. After a movie and a good nap, you can check on your children (free local phone calls), then take a stroll to the lounge or restaurant where you meet new and exotic people every day.
Many Holiday Inns even feature live entertainment on the weekends. Often they have special offers, too, like the Kids Eat Free program. You can invite your grandkids over after school to have a free dinner with you. Just tell them not to bring more than three friends.
Pick a Holiday Inn where they allow pets, and your best friend can keep you company as well. If you want to travel, but are a bit skittish about unfamiliar surroundings, you'll always feel at home because wherever you go, the rooms all look the same. And if you're getting a little absent-minded in your old days, you never have to worry about not finding your room -- your electronic key fits only one door and the helpful bellman or desk clerk is on duty 24/7.
Being natural sceptics, we called a Holiday Inn to check out the feasibility of my plan. I'm happy to report that they were positively giddy at the idea of us checking in for a year or more. They even offered to negotiate the rate. We could have easily knocked them down to $40 a night!
"So, when I reach the golden age I'll face it with a grin. Just forward all your emails to the Holiday Inn!"
Monday, 14. January 2008, 17:47:38
audio, Spoonerism, humour, voice
I do a lot of audio editing of sermons and teachings at our church; typically 2-3 hours per week. A 25-40 minute presentation can sometimes take up to 2 hours to be hacked down to a smooth audio recording 5-15 minutes less than the raw recording.

Some people are a breeze to “edit”, others make me cringe when I know they are going to speak. Watching a person speak or preach masks nervous mannerisms because the mind is distracted by visual cues. When dealing with just the audio alone, the nervous mannerisms tend to leap out—at least to my ears.
Don't get me wrong: I enjoy editing to ensure the audio presentation of their topic flows smoothly to the ears; that it will be heard and understood with clarity. It's a largely unknown and unappreciated aspect of “getting the Word out to the world” via the internet or through CD requests. A huge church in the area also has their sermons available through the internet—but for the sake of expediency, they sacrifice the audio quality for small file size to download. That is unacceptable to my standards—and I don't want to present my pastor or other speakers in a bad way via post-production audio (the file size is significantly smaller than the original, but it is almost as clear). When in front of the congregation, there's nothing I can do to help them....much like Reverend William Archibald Spooner.
It has been said Rev. Spooner did not like having his name attributed to slips of the tongue and transpositions that usually elicit at least a raised eyebrow. The following is lifted directly from
Wikipedia. So don't get your kounge in a snot over these things, it apparently happens in many other languages...
Many of the quotations attributed to Spooner are apocryphal; The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations (3rd edition, 1979) lists only one substantiated spoonerism: "The weight of rages will press hard upon the employer."
Some of the more famous quotations attributed to Spooner include, "The Lord is a shoving leopard," (instead of "The Lord is a loving shepherd"), "It is kisstomary to cuss the bride," ("It is customary to kiss the bride") and, "Mardon me, padam, this pie is occupewed. Can I sew you to another sheet?" (Pardon me, madam, this pew is occupied. Can I show you to another seat?")
Other purported gaffes include his angry address to a student, "You have hissed all my mystery lectures, and were caught fighting a liar in the quad. Having tasted two worms, you will leave by the next town drain" (intending to say "You missed all my history lectures," "lighting a fire," "wasted two terms," and "down train," respectively). He supposedly remarked to one lady, during a college reception, "You'll soon be had as a matter of course," when he meant to say, "You'll soon be mad as a Hatter, of course." Others include, "Let us raise our glasses to the queer old Dean," ("dear old queen"), "We'll have the hags flung out," ("flags hung out"), "a half-warmed fish," ("half-formed wish"), "Is the bean dizzy?" ("dean busy'), "Go and shake a tower," ("take a shower") and "a well-boiled icicle." ("well-oiled bicycle").A final one to add lifted from another site:
The famous Dr. Spooner found himself in quite a situation when he was invited to a very formal occasion in England; an occasion at which it was necessary for people to appear in pairs, whether they happened to be husband and wife, significant other, or whatever. And as luck would have it, at the last minute, Mrs. Spooner felt ill, wasn't able to go, and Dr. Spooner hurriedly raced around and found someone else to go with him. As he greeted his hostess, he came up with this particular Spoonerism. Instead of saying "Oh good evening, Mrs. Wellsley. I'm so pleased to be here. And you will be pleased to know that I have, due to the illness of my wife, produced a substitute", he said: "You will be so pleased to learn that because of my wife's illness, I have managed to seduce a prostitute."
Saturday, 4. August 2007, 16:00:35
humour, life, gas
Have you ever had those moments when you just ACHE to have a camera to caputure something so outrageous?
The other day I was bringing a repaired computer back to someone and the local gas station had this posted on its sign for the price of fuel:
987.7 cents/litre (about $37.39/gal)
That's right. That is EXACTLY what the display had for all the world to see. I just wanted to run back to my place and get a camera to take a picture before it was changed. No time, though.

I heard there were rumours about price increases for this summer...