I just spent the entire day filling out Christmas cards … my hands hurt.  I both really enjoyed that and really disliked that.  Does that make sense?

I liked it because I’m trying … so very hard … to get into the Christmas spirit, I truly am.

I disliked it because I’m failing miserably in that last statement.

I had a long bit written here, but I erased it, that’s not what this is for, this is for laughter and fun, so let’s get to it, shall we? 

Okay, so we’ve seen this one before, but it’s just so … moronic … I just had to share it again when it was sent to me again.

 

 

And we’ve seen this one before, too…but … it’s just too funny not to share again.

 

 

Why do women have smaller feet than men?

It’s one of those “evolutionary things” that allows them to stand closer to the kitchen sink.

Joe, you know you’re goin’ to hell for that.

 

 

 

In my job with a delivery company, I was getting phone directions to a customer’s home. 

The woman very specifically said, “From the main road in the center of town go two lights. Look for the post office. Turn left onto the next street. Go 1.3 miles. 

Drive past one red hydrant and then take the next right. Go 50 yards. My driveway is the second on the right, and the number is on the mailbox.”

As I entered the information into the computer, I asked, “What color is your house?”

The woman paused a second and said, “Hold on. I’ll go check.

The wise learn more from fools than fools from the wise.

A true American Veteran!

Fred had been suffering from terrible headaches for over twenty years.

Finally, he went to see a specialist. After a long examination, the doctor said:

“Fred, the good news is I can cure your headaches. The bad news is… it will require castration.

You have a rare condition where your testicles press against your spine, causing severe headaches. Removing them is the only way to relieve the pressure.”

Fred was stunned and devastated, but after years of pain, he agreed to the surgery.

When he left the hospital, he felt strange and incomplete — but for the first time in decades, he had no headache.

As he walked down the street, he decided he needed a fresh start. A new life.

Maybe even a new wardrobe.

He passed a men’s clothing store and thought, Why not?

He walked in and told the salesman, “I’d like a new suit.”

The elderly tailor looked him over and said, “You’re a size 44 long.”

Fred laughed. “That’s right. How did you know?”

“Been in the business sixty years,” the tailor said.

Fred tried on the suit — it fit perfectly.

“How about a shirt?” the tailor asked.

Fred nodded, and the tailor studied him again. “34 sleeve, 16½ neck.”

“Amazing,” Fred said. “Exactly right.”

“Been in the business sixty years,” the tailor replied.

After trying on the perfect shirt, Fred walked around the store feeling better already.

Then the tailor asked, “How about some new underwear?”

“Sure,” Fred said.

The tailor looked him over and said, “Size 36.”

Fred laughed loudly. “Got you there! I’ve worn size 34 since I was eighteen.”

The tailor shook his head and said:

“You can’t wear size 34.

Size 34 would press your testicles right up against the base of your spine… and give you one terrible headache.”

“Two Houma Men Taken into Custody After Roux Debate Escalates to Brawl in Grocery Store Parking Lot”

HOUMA, LA — Two Terrebonne Parish residents were taken into custody Monday afternoon following a physical altercation in a local grocery store parking lot over how to properly make a gumbo.

According to Houma Police Department reports, 45-year-old Leroy “Choupic” Gautreaux of Chauvin and 48-year-old Wayne “Crab Leg” Duplantis of Houma initially engaged in a heated verbal debate around 12:30 p.m., during lunchtime, regarding whether a traditional gumbo requires a roux. The disagreement quickly escalated into a brawl, when both men reportedly started shoving each other and striking each other with wooden spoons and fists near parked vehicles.

Witnesses described the scene as chaotic, noting that grocery carts were overturned and several jars of file powder shattered onto the asphalt. Store staff intervened and called authorities to de-escalate the situation.

Police arrived on the scene and took both men into custody, charging them with disturbing the peace and reckless conduct in a public space. No serious injuries were reported. Both men were released later that afternoon after posting bond.

The incident highlights the intensity of cultural debates surrounding Cajun cooking. Gautreaux insisted that a flour based roux is essential for an authentic gumbo, while Duplantis stated that an onion-base is how his momma showed him while shouting “roux equals stew” to Gautreaux.

Store management confirmed that normal parking lot operations resumed shortly after the altercation and reminded patrons to keep culinary disputes confined to kitchens rather than public areas.

Law enforcement officials emphasized that, while spirited discussions about food are common in South Louisiana, physical confrontations—even over recipes—can result in legal consequences.

This brawl has sparked local discussion about tradition, culinary pride, and the limits of passionate debate in public spaces, proving that even a lunchtime discussion about roux can turn the bayou into a battleground. 

11:38 – Arrived at crime scene.

11:38 – Examined body. Signs of a struggle.

11:38 – Found murder weapon.

11:38 – Realized watch was broken.

What color are submarines?

Deep navy.

Finished this one up in time.

I hope you enjoyed it, my dear friends. Going to get the next one started.  May our Dear Lord Bless you all.