Dragon Laffs #2481


I heard about this a number of years ago. 

It was happening often in the deep south. 

When a bad storm hit and power was out for an extended time, home owners (Trailers and homes) would run a gas generator to power the critical items. 

During the night, thieves would steal the generators. The home owners never knew because they heard the continuous sound of the motor. What the thieves had done was put an old gas lawn mower next to the house, run it for the engine sound and take the expensive generator. 

Homeowners kept hearing the engine running and didn’t know their generator was gone. 

   This is July 8th  and they are still shooting off fireworks!

They almost caught our Christmas decorations on fire.

Thank you all!

Our blowup turkey was not harmed!

    …Joe

Maine Law

Shotguns are required to be taken to church in the event of a Native American attack. 

The heavy clinking of pint glasses and the low hum of the jukebox did little to drown out Arthur’s brooding. He stared into his amber whiskey, his face a mask of pure betrayal, before turning to his buddy, Dave, on the stool next to him.

“I’m telling you, Dave, that wife of mine is a pathological liar,” Arthur growled, slamming his glass down just hard enough to spill a few drops. “I’m sick of the deceit.”

Dave took a slow sip of his beer, adjusting to his role as the tonight’s designated bartender-therapist. “Whoa, calm down, man. That’s a heavy accusation. What makes you so sure she’s lying to you?”

“Because she didn’t come home last night,” Arthur said, leaning in close, his eyes narrowed. “Not a text, not a call, nothing. Just rolled through the front door this morning like nothing happened. So I cornered her in the kitchen. I demanded to know exactly where she’d been all night.”

“And?” Dave asked, leaning in too. “What did she say?”

“She looked me straight in the eye, cool as ice, and said she had spent the entire night over at her sister Shirley’s house because they were ‘watching movies and talking.’ Can you believe the nerve?”

Dave blinked, looking a bit confused. “I mean… it sounds plausible, Arthur. Shirley only lives a few miles away. What’s so terrible about that? How does that make her a liar?”

Arthur let out a bitter, cynical laugh and shook his head.

“Because she’s a liar, Dave… I spent the night with her sister Shirley.”

Exhilaration is that feeling you get just after a great idea hits you, and just before you realize what’s wrong with it. 

Rex Harrison (1908-1990)

I was asking my friend who has children, “What if I have a baby and I dedicate my life to it and it grows up to hate me. And it blames everything wrong with its life on me.” 

And she said, “What do you mean, ‘If?’

Maryland, Baltimore

It is illegal  to take a lion to the movies.

My 9 year old daughter was going through the stuff with me from our attic, she pulled out some records that we had from years ago. 

She exclaimed ” This is the biggest CD I’ve ever seen Dad!” 

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