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GIVEAWAY! Tidying up. A brush with some stuff.

When its time to go its time to go! I am giving away a 30mm Cayuen 2-band badger, some AS, a razor and some Franken soap. Lets keep it fun, simply tell a joke to enter. Winner will be picked via random number generator tomorrow (11/3) by noon (12-MT). If you have any questions feel free to reach out. This is CONUS only.
A joke from my other hobby: What do you get when you throw a banjo and an accordion from the top of the Empire State Building?
NOT in, nice PIF! The best sound any banjo or accordion ever makes is when it hits the bottom of an empty dumpster!!:lol:
What a generous offer! I'm in!

A woman brought a very limp duck to a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird’s chest.

After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, “I’m sorry, your duck has passed away.”

The distressed woman wailed, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am sure. Your duck is dead,” replied the vet.

“How can you be so sure?” she protested. “I mean you haven’t done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something.”

The vet sighed, turned around and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a old dog. As the duck’s owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked up at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.

The vet patted the dog on the head and took it out of the room. A few minutes later he returned with a cat.

The cat jumped on the table and looked the bird up and down. The cat sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.

The vet looked at the woman and said, “I’m sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck.”

He turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman. The duck’s owner, still in shock, took the bill.

“$1500!” she cried, “$1500 just to tell me my duck is dead?!?”

The vet shrugged, “I’m sorry. If you had just taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it’s now $1500.”
Not in as my mug currently runneth over. However, I must throw in a joke:
A pony walks into a bar and the bartender asks, "why the long face?"
"I didn't make it into the choir auditions," the pony replied.
"Why not?" asked the bartender, "you've got a lovely voice."
The pony sighed, "the director said I was a little horse."
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