Dragon Laffs #2419


Just finished the last one and immediately starting this one because I need to get ahead. 

I can’t tell you why I need to get ahead.

It may or may not be apparent by the time you read this.

At any rate, I have nothing new to add to this opening since I closed the last one, so let’s jump into the fun stuff.

Dear Mom and Dad,

Our scoutmaster told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and were worried. We are OK.  

Only one of our tents and two sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up the mountain looking for Chad when it happened. 

Oh yes, please call Chad’s mother and tell her he is OK.  He can’t write because of the cast. 

I got to ride in one of the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it wasn’t for the lightning. 

Scoutmaster Walt got mad at Chad for going on a hike alone without telling anyone. Chad said he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he probably didn’t hear him. 

Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas can will blow up? The wet wood didn’t burn, but one of the tents did.  Also some of our clothes. John is going to look weird until his hair grows back. 


We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Walt gets the car fixed. It wasn’t his fault about the wreck.  The brakes worked OK when we left. 

Scoutmaster Walt said that a car that old you have to expect something to break down; that’s probably why he can’t get insurance.  

We think it’s a neat car. He doesn’t care if we get it dirty, and if it’s hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the fenders. 

It get pretty hot with 10 people in a car. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the highway patrolman stopped and talked to us. Scoutmaster Walt is a neat guy. 

Don’t worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive on the mountain roads where there isn’t any traffic. All we ever see up here is logging trucks. 

This morning, all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out in the lake.  

Scoutmaster Walt wouldn’t let me because I can’t swim, and Chad was afraid he would sink because of his cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake.  It was great.  You can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood. Scoutmaster Walt isn’t crabby like some scoutmasters.  He didn’t even get mad about the lifejackets. 

He has to spend a lot of the time working on the car so we are trying not to cause him any trouble. 

Guess what?  We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When Dave dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. 

Wade and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Walt said it probably was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken.  

He said they got sick that way with food they ate in prison. I’m so glad he got out and became our scoutmaster. 

He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while he was doing his time. By the way, what is a pedophile? 

I have to go now.  We are going to town to mail our letters and buy bullets. Don’t worry about anything.  We are fine. 

Love, Jordie

PS: How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?

OFFICE LANGUAGE…..

BLAMESTORMING: Sitting around in a group discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed and who was responsible.

SEAGULL MANAGER: A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps all over everything and then leaves.

ADMINISPHERE: The rarefied organizational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the 0 adminisphere are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve.

FLIGHT RISK: Used to describe employees who are suspected of planning to leave the company or department soon.

OHNO-SECOND: That minuscule fraction of time in which realize that you’ve just made a BIG mistake. Like making the selection that reformats your hard drive.

PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE: The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to work again.

I had years of private piano lessons and can now instantly tell the white keys from the black keys!

Lots of great art.

Office Inspirational Posters


If you do a good job and work hard, you may get a job with a better company someday. 

The light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off due to budget cuts. 

Sure, you may not like working here, but we pay your rent.

If you think we’re a bad firm, you should see our rivals!

Rome did not create a great empire by having meetings – they did it by killing all those who opposed them. 

A person who smiles in the face of adversity… probably has a scapegoat. 

ABANDON ALL HOPE, YE WHO ENTER HERE….. We make great money! We have great benefits! We do no work! We are union members! 

2 days without a Human Rights Violation!

If at first you don’t succeed – try management.

It’s only unethical if you get caught.

Never put off until tomorrow what you can avoid altogether. Never quit until you have another job. 

Work harder slaves!
The beatings will continue until morale improves.

If you can read this, you’re not working!

Hang in there, retirement is only thirty years away!

Go the extra mile – It makes your boss look like an incompetent slacker. 

Pride, Commitment, Teamwork: words we use to get you to work for free. 

Succeed in spite of management.

Work: It isn’t just for sleeping anymore.

There are two kinds of people in life: people who like their jobs, and people who don’t work here anymore. 

A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on. 

– Sir Winston Churchill (1874-1965)

Hey!  Remember this one?

Pop Smith added some context … In an email titled The land isn’t free but it is cheap

2025 Alaska Statutes
Title 38. Public Land
Chapter 09. Homestead Act

(a) A homestead entry permit entitles an applicant to enter land within an area designated under AS 38.09.010 and to survey, occupy, and improve the land in order to qualify for a patent under this chapter.
 
(1) 160 acres of land classified for agricultural use; or

(2) 40 acres of land not classified for agricultural use.
 
However it isn’t “Free”

(a) An applicant for a homestead entry permit shall

(1) submit proof acceptable to the commissioner that the applicant is at least 18 years of age and has been a resident of the state for not less than one year immediately before the date of application;

(2) pay a fee of $5 per acre according to the description provided by the applicant if the entry is on land classified agricultural, or $10 per acre if the entry is on land not classified agricultural;

(3) agree to comply with the requirements of AS 38.09.050;

(4) certify that the corners of the land entered have been staked and the boundaries have been flagged;

(5) assume full responsibility for the accuracy of the description of the land filed with the commissioner under AS 38.09.020(b).


I had thought about this since I was born there but then thought “Nope, too cold.  I’ll stay in Kentucky”

Pop Smith

Thanks Pop!

I know some people like that.

I know some people like that, too.

So, my buddy Wheats sent me this picture:

Then we wondered what the Mystery Machine would look like and he said it would have to be this vehicle:

And I, of course agreed whole heartedly. But then within a few minutes, he sent me this:

Which I thought was excellent, but then he thought this was more appropriate for the time frame:

And this, dear friends, is how buddy Wheats and I spend far too much time.

AND EGGS!  YOU NEED EGGS TO MAKE FRENCH TOAST!!!!

‘It all started when…’: Pour a dash of these laughs into your morning coffee to energize you for the work week ahead (February 14, 2026)

I have questions… a LOT of questions!

If a lawyer can be disbarred can a musician be denoted or a model deposed?

And that’s it my friends.  There may or may not be an issue this Saturday. I will do my best. This was supposed to be a four day weekend for me and yet I was called in to work twice … just sayin’.  And this weekend coming up  is the UTA, so I have to work. I’m predicting a BAD week this week. So, we’ll see.

At any rate …

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