Groan alert….
During a hike with my friend I noticed a black bird roosting
in a nearby tree. “I’ve always wondered what the difference
is between a crow and a raven,” I said.
“You have to count the pinion feathers on the wings,” my
friend explained. “If there are four, it’s a crow. If it’s five, it’s a raven.”
“Really?” I said, although I knew he didn’t have a clue what
he was talking about.
“Oh yes,” he replied, “the difference is just a matter of a pinion.”
A ‘Groan’ Joke
I was in a church meeting where the topic was “Burial or Cremation?”
Two of the people got rather worked up. One said to the other, “If you have yourself cremated, all you will be doing is making an ash of yourself!”
The other replied, “Well, I’m told that petroleum comes from fossilized bones. So if you have yourself buried all you will be doing is making a fuel of yourself!”
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1 Spexorama // Apr 10, 2008 at 12:07 am
7th grade humor alert (don’t say I didn’t warn you)!!
There once were little creatures called Trids. The Trids were a peaceful but determined folk whose greatest life joy came in the form of snacking on some very tasty berries.
For generations, these little Trids would gather and eat these wonderful berries which grew in a lush patch at the top of a hill. One day a large Ogre came to live on the hill and have the berries all to himself.
The Trids decided that the presence of the Ogre wasn’t going to stop them from enjoying the berries that they loved so much. So, the determined Trids climbed up the hill but the Ogre had other ideas. He began to kick the Trids off his hill and down into the village below!
Not deterred, the Trids continued to climb up the hill to get the berries but the Ogre would just as surely kick them from the hill.
One day, a Rabbi passing thru the area came upon this scene, his jaw slackening as he witnessed the Trids being violently kicked from the hill top. He could not believe his eyes and marveled at the determination of the Trids. Battered and bruised they would climb back up the hill only to be kicked down over and over by the Ogre.
Finally, the Rabbi decided that he had to climb the hill himself and try to reason with the Ogre to stop the Trid carnage. The Rabbi started to climb the hill himself. He dodged and weaved past the tumbling Trids as they violently bounced down the hill side to the village below.
As the Rabbi reached the top of the hill, the large Ogre spotted him. Much to the Rabbi’s surprise, the Ogre only gave him a cursory glance and continued to kick the Trids off the hill.
Puzzled and confused, the Rabbi confronted the Ogre.
“Ogre tell me, why do you kick the Trids off your hill and not me?”
The Ogre looked at the Rabbi and plainly said,
“Silly Rabbi, kicks are for Trids!”
2 Val // Apr 11, 2008 at 2:32 pm
omg you dork ;D
3 Spexorama // Apr 11, 2008 at 3:09 pm
Being dorky makes me happy!
4 Janice // Apr 12, 2008 at 12:20 pm
I did not see that coming. It’s great. I also love these ‘groan’ type jokes. More More!! :D
5 Spexorama // May 5, 2008 at 11:34 pm
Incorporating dogs and humor…!
A man went to visit a friend and was amazed to find him playing chess with his dog. He watched the game in astonishment for a while.
“I can hardly believe my eyes!” he exclaimed.
“That’s the smartest dog I’ve ever seen.”
“Nah, he’s not so smart,” the friend replied. “I’ve beaten him three games out of five.”
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