Yea, verily, there is humor afoot in the land.
And you know what that means.
It. Is. Friday.
Once again.
If you can make any sense out of the first one, you're a better man than I am, Charlie Brown.
Uh-oh, now I've started an earworm.
Do you hear it?
" . . . like we did last summer . . . "
You're welcome.
Now that I've set the tone with that music for your marvelous weekend, the rest is up to you.
But never forget to always keep laughing!
Here, kitty-kitty . . .
( . . . uh, oh. . . cheeze it! . . . )
I like that first one!
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I'm stealing some of these. Too funny!
ReplyDeleteHelp yourself, they were all stolen before you!
DeleteGreat funnies, thanks. The frog party!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great compliation! You had me at pot roast and friends with benefits.
ReplyDeleteI look forward to your Friday Funnies and they never fail to bring some smiles.
ReplyDeleteThese are all so funny. Thank you for starting our Friday morning with good laughs! (NewRobin13 and Roger)
ReplyDeleteGreat laughs for sure! "...like we did last summer..." Enjoy your weekend! (bobandcarla.foster)
ReplyDeleteYou always make me smile on Fridays, Bruce! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteDr. Zeuss! Oh, how I disliked reading that book--it's only fit for mockery. Queue is indeed a weird word. In English it's Q followed by silent letters; in its original French, it sounds like the word for ass, cul.
ReplyDeleteI love Dr. Zeuss! And the first one is good too. I haven't thought of Steven Wright in ages and ages. One of my college roommates was a big fan of his comedy.
ReplyDeleteMade me smile xx
ReplyDeleteLike the first one.and Dr Zeus...but Here Kitty Kitty tops the lot as ever!!
ReplyDeleteDr Spock is always good.
ReplyDeleteHa! That first one is the best.
ReplyDeleteHad me laughing in here all by myself. Verily I say unto you, these were great!
ReplyDeleteVery funny, all of them.
ReplyDeleteAnd the first funny was perfect.
ReplyDelete’E carried me away
To where a dooli lay,
An’ a bullet come an’ drilled the beggar clean.
’E put me safe inside,
An’ just before ’e died,
'I ’ope you liked your drink,’ sez Gunga Din.
So I’ll meet ’im later on
At the place where ’e is gone—
Where it’s always double drill and no canteen.
’E’ll be squattin’ on the coals
Givin’ drink to poor damned souls,
An’ I’ll get a swig in hell from Gunga Din!
Yes, Din! Din! Din!
You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din!
Though I’ve belted you and flayed you,
By the livin’ Gawd that made you,
You’re a better man than I am, Gunga Din!
Another fine collection Sir Bruce! Keep up the good work!
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