This man is very talented at stacking coins.
Fortune cookies are actually originally from Japan.
Bill Maher discusses today’s obsession with social media.
The mp3 is officially dead.
I haven’t promoted my cyber pal’s site in quite a while. Let me make up for that now. Stevie Nicks is featured in this issue.
The airport here, in Edmonton, will soon be using robotic raptors to scare other birds away.
Sadly, the Cassini mission is nearing its end. Here are the details.
Comet 67P manufactures oxygen.
A pirate walked into a bar, and the bartender said, “Hey, I haven’t seen you in a while. What happened? You look terrible.”“What do you mean?” said the pirate, “I feel fine.” What about the wooden leg? You didn’t have that before.”“Well,” said the pirate, “We were in a battle, and I got hit with a cannon ball, but I’m fine now.” The bartender replied, “Well, OK, but what about that hook? What happened to your hand?” The pirate explained, “We were in another battle. I boarded a ship and got into a sword fight. My hand was cut off. I got fitted with a hook but I’m fine, really..” “What about that eye patch?” “Oh,” said the pirate, “One day we were at sea, and a flock of birds flew over. I looked up, and one of them shit in my eye.” “You’re kidding,” said the bartender. “You couldn’t lose an eye just from bird shit.” “Well, It was my first day with the hook.”
An Indian walks into a trading post and asks for toilet paper. The clerk asks if he would like no name, Charmin, or White Cloud. “White Cloud sounds like good Indian toilet paper,” says the Indian. “How much is it? “$1.00 a roll,” the clerk replies. “That seems pretty expensive,” responds the Indian. “What about the others?” “Charmin is $2.00 a roll and no name is 50 cents a roll.” The Indian doesn’t have much money so he opts for the no name. Within a few hours he is back at the trading post. “I have a name for the no name toilet paper,” he announces to the clerk.
“We shall call it John Wayne.” “Why?” asks the confused clerk. “Cause it’s rough and it’s tough and it don’t take no crap off an Indian.”
A woman goes into the Bass Pro Shop to buy a rod and reel for her grandson’s birthday. She doesn’t know which one to get so she just grabs one and goes over to the counter. A Bass Pro Shop associate is standing there wearing dark
shades. She says, “Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me anything about this rod and reel?” He says, “Ma’am, I’m completely blind; but if you’ll drop it on the counter, I can tell you everything from the sound it makes.” She doesn’t believe him but drops it on the counter anyway. He says, “That’s a six-foot Shakespeare graphite rod with a stainless steel reel. She says, “It’s amazing that you can tell all that just by the sound of it dropping on the counter. I’ll take it!” As she opens her purse, her credit card drops on the floor. “Oh, that sounds like a Master Card,” he says. She bends down to pick it up and accidentally passes gas. At first she is really embarrassed, but then realizes there is no way the blind clerk could tell it was she who tooted. Being blind, he wouldn’t know that she was the only person around. The man rings up the sale and says, “That’ll be $34.50 please.” The woman is totally confused by this and asks, “Didn’t you tell me the rod and reel was on sale for $20.00? How did you get $34.50?” He replies, “Yes, Ma’am. The rod and reel is $20.00, but the Duck Call is $11.00 and the Bear Repellent is $3.50. She didn’t say a thing…..just paid the bill !!!!!!
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