Saturday, February 27, 2010


With all this hot weather about
Here is
Tom T Hall
singin about my favourite drink


Proper Grammar
On my 66th birthday, I got a gift certificate from my wife.
The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man
living on a nearby reservation that was rumored to have a wonderful cure
for erectile dysfunction.
After being persuaded, I drove to the reservation,
handed myticket to the medicine man
and wondered what would happen next.
The old man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to me,
and with a grip onmy shoulder, warned,
"This is powerful medicine and it must be respected
.You take only a teaspoonful and then say '1-2-3.'
When you do that, you will become more manly
than you have ever been in your life and you canperform as long as you want."
I was encouraged. As I walked away, I turned and asked
, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,' he responded.
"But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
I was very eager to see if it worked so I went home, showered,
shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine,
and then invited my wife to join me in thebedroom.
When she came in, I took off my clothes and said, "1-2-3!"
Immediately, I was the manliest of men.
My wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes.
And then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with apreposition!
thanks Duke

thanks Elizabeth


A man wakes up one morning in Alaska to find a bear on his roof.
Sohe looks in the yellow pages and sure enough,
there's an ad for"Bear Removers."
He calls the number and the bear remover says he'll be over in 30minutes.
The bear remover arrives and gets out of his van.
He's got a ladder, a baseball bat, a shotgun and a mean old pit bull.
"What are you going to do," the homeowner asks?
"I'm going to put this ladder up against the roof,
then I'm going to go up there and knock the bear off the roof with this baseball bat.
When the bear falls off, the pit bull is trained to grab his testicles and not let go.
The bear will then be subdued enough
for me to put him in the cage in the back of the van.."
He hands the shotgun to the homeowner.
"What's the shotgun for?" asks the homeowner.
"If the bear knocks me off the roof, shoot the dog."

Those funny animals


Australian comedian Norman Gunston (Garry McDonald)
in one of his funniest interviews,
talking to American TV actress Sally Struthers.
Jesus Deer


As you run your cursor over the people in this painting,
it tells you who they are.
Click on a person to read their life history.

thanks Liz Z

Off the Hook
For Bunk
It's that Colour Pink again

When the waitress in a New York City restaurant
brought him the soup du jour,
the Englishman was a bit dismayed.
"Good heavens," he said, "what is this?"
"Why, it's bean soup," she replied
."I don't care what it has been," he sputtered.
"What is it now?"
Canadian Please

stolen from Miss Cellania


When Alexander The Great was waging war
on the entire known world of his time,
it chanced that he received a slight spear-wound on his wrist.
Wrapping an old cloth around it, he continued the battle.
After victory was his,
one of his aides noticed that the dried blood on the rag
around Alexander The Great’s wrist was lining up on it in such a way
that if one looked at it in the light of the sun it resembled a sundial
and you could tell the correct time!
So, they called it Alexander’s Rag-Time-Band!


Lost in desert
Evan and Dai were lost in the desert, and were dying of thirst.
All at once they saw a collection of tents and market stalls in the distance.
They rushed into the first and asked if they sold water
."No," replied the Arab within, "We only have custard."
The men went into the next tent and asked the same question
."I'm sorry," said the second Arab, "We only sell jelly."
Perplexed, the men went to the last stall in the market,
once again asking if there is any water to spare
."A thousand apologies," said the Arab, "We only have sponge cakes."
The men left, disappointed and a little confused
."That was weird," said Evan
."Yes," replied Dai,
"It was a trifle bazaar."

Have you seen this yet?

Its a fake tailer, but still pretty good
Stolen from Miss Cellania


A man placed some flowers on the grave of his departed mother
and started back for his car, parked on the cemetery road.
His attention was diverted to a man kneeling at a grave.
The man seemed to be praying with profound intensity,
and kept repeating,
"Why did you die? Why did you die?"
The first man approached him and said
,"Sir, I don't want to interfere with your private grief,
but this demonstration of hurt and pain is more than I've ever seen before.
For whom do you mourn so deeply?
Your Child? A parent? Who, may I ask, lies in that grave?"
The mourner answered,
"My wife's first husband! ...
Why did you die? Why did you die?"

Here is Mr Story Teller again with one of my all time favourites

Tom T Hall



A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.
"Your son is here," she said to the old man
. She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack,
he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent.
He reached out his hand.
The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones,
squeezing a message of love and encouragement.
The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed
.All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward,
holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength.
Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile.
He refused.
Whenever the nurse came into the ward
the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital -
the clanking of the oxygen tank,
the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings,
the cries and moans of the other patients.
Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words.
The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.
Along towards dawn, the old man died.
The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding
and went to tell the nurse.
While she did what she had to do, he waited.
Finally, she returned.
She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her.
"Who was that man?" he asked.
The nurse was startled,
"He was your father," she answered.
"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied
. "I never saw him before in my life."
"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"
"I knew right away there had been a mistake,
but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn't here.
When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son,
knowing how much he needed me, I stayed."
I came here tonight to find a Mr. William Grey.
His son was killed in Iraq today,
and I was sent to inform him.
What was this gentleman's name?
The Nurse with tears in her eyes answered,
Mr. William Grey.


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Robert said...

Thanks Phil - I haven't seen Norman Gunston in years. Loved it. It reminded me of the good ol' days of comedy. He was certainly one of the best.

Phils Phun said...

G'day Robert
He certainly was very funny.
That clip is from eons ago but was one of his best.
Good to hear from you