Daily Laugh 2

hardee":2tilggo4 said:
Pacificcoast101":2tilggo4 said:

OK, time for Paul Harvey's "The Rest of the Story" on that one. :shock:

Harvey
SleepyC :moon

:oops: :wink:

Ah, Harvey, if you haven't had a cat as a family member, you may not be aware that some cats can't walk (or can barely walk) if you wrap anything around them (like a PFD). Our first cat, Smoke, was like that... if someone (and I won't mention any names, but it wasn't me) put a scarf around her, she would fall over, hard as a carp.

What you are seeing in that video is a cat who thinks it can't walk because of the PFD. When we put a PFD on Molly, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "OK," and walked around fine. She was very sure-footed on the boat. The only time she ever fell in was when her leash caught as she was getting back on the boat (and, of course, wasn't wearing her PFD).

Izzy, who is shaped long and lean, doesn't like a PFD, because it doesn't fit her (even with alterations). She is not as sure-footed as Molly was, and stayed in the cabin, unless we were in the cockpit.

Like people, they are all different... but, it is not unusual to see a cat think it can't move of something is wrapped around it. Now you watch - everyone who reads this who has a cat will be trying this. :wink:
 
Thanks Jim. I have had cats, but never on a boat or around the water. (Did have a couple who liked to play with the water scooters on the irrigation canal, and they would sit at the end of the irrigation hoses and swat water back and forth.)

The rest of the story I was looking for was what happened after teh cat jumped that bird on the rail. (Thinking of the story of the German Shepard that took 5 weeks to get home from going overboard in the Catalina Islands. Great story, just reported this week.)

Harvey
SleepyC :moon

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One day God was looking down at Earth and saw all of the mischievous behavior that was going on, so he called one of His angels and sent the angel to Earth for a time.

When he returned, he told God, 'Yes, it is bad on Earth; 95% are misbehaving and only 5% are not.

God thought for a moment and said, 'Maybe I had better send down a second angel to get another opinion.'

So God called another angel and sent him to Earth for some time.

When the angel returned he went to God and said, 'Yes, it's true.The Earth is in decline; 95% are misbehaving, but 5% are being good.'

God was not pleased. So He decided to e-mail the 5% that were good, because he wanted to encourage them, and give them a little something to help them keep going.

​Do you know what the e-mail said?

No?

Okay, I was just wondering, because I didn't get one either!
 
From Scuttlebutt, the daily internet sailing news publication on March 16th, 2016:

Annie Gardner, who has competed in the Olympics and America’s Cup, now a days can be found cruising the Caribbean with husband Eric Witte on their Catana 472 catamaran. Here she shares some of what she has learned.

You know you live on a boat when…

• you see someone letting the tap run while they brush teeth, or shave, rinse dishes, and you want to scream “stop it!” whether on boat or land!
• you feel like you are on a roller coaster but in reality you are trying to take a shower
• to get to the sewing machine you have to dismantle the couch
• you have to do downward dog to find something in the refrigerator. You know it’s there, but can’t see it.
• you throw your used toilet paper in the trash in a restaurant bathroom.
• you have to ride your bike or walk to purchase only what you can put in your basket and on your back.
• it takes all day to wash the equivalent of one load of wash on land.
• drying clothes is a sport.
• you see your neighbors naked, or in undies, and it doesn’t seem weird that they are outside and possibly even taking a shower on their back porch.
• hanging your undies on your front or back porch when the neighbors are 20’ away is no big deal.
• you write a new list everyday that includes what needs to be fixed, written, bought, cleaned, cooked, and searched.
• your neighbors and friends are constantly moving away from you and you never know when, or if you will see them again.
• the next good grocery store could be several weeks to a month away so stocking up and keeping things fresh, frozen, and stored is never taken for granted.
• leaving all the lights on could risk not having any at all
• your life depends on your best friend and every day you are reminded of it.
• your favorite shoes are no shoes at all.
• listening to the news on tv is depressing and reminds you how nice to not be exposed to such fear based reality horror shows.
• you have no idea what day it is but you know the time and distance to the next island.
• getting fast internet is almost as good as great sex. Almost.
• you call your bedroom your cocoon.
• all your friends want to come visit.
• top of your reading list is either a how to, or a where to.
• the exact same food tastes better than it does on land.
• meeting new people of different cultures is an every day occurrence, and breaking into a different accent comes naturally.
• your car is a dinghy.
• you flip a coin to see who makes the bed(s) this time. PITA!
• Your friends become closer because you are together 24/7, and you cherish every minute of it. All 1,440 minutes/day.
• your family visits and even if they’ve known you their whole life, they finally see you in your element, doing what you love, with the risks and rewards presenting themselves in snapshots.
• you pinch yourself for following through and making your dreams come true!
 
Could My New Dentist Be My High School Crush?

I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS diploma on the wall, which bore his full name.

Suddenly, I remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name had been in my high school class, some 30-odd years ago.

Could he be the same guy that I had a secret crush on way back then? Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man was way too old to have been my classmate.

After he examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended Northmont high school.

"Yes. Yes, I did. I'm a thunderbolt," he said gleaming with pride.

"When did you graduate?" I asked.

He answered, "in 1975. Why do you ask?"

"You were in my class!", I exclaimed.

He looked at me closely, then, the ugly, old, bald, wrinkle-faced, fat, gray-haired, decrepit fool asked, "What did you teach?"
 
"You're supposed to hip thrust AFTER you rotate the paddle," Tom chided. "Let's try it again."

Back into the drink. Unexpectedly, I found myself thinking of my Grandfather, probably because I could hear his voice telling me to "move into the light." I tried to remember the advice he used to give me. "Son," he'd say proudly, "you're a dim-witted lad who will never amount to anything."

Right, Grandpa! So why am I upside down under a kayak, hydrating my lungs, when I could be at home on my couch living up to my lack of potential? I gathered what little strength I had and kicked hard against the bottom of the kayak, popping out like a champagne cork. I swam over to the pool ladder and climbed out.

"Mr. Ameron, where are you going?" Tom demanded.

I turned to face him and the rest of the class. I was still wearing the rubber skirt from the kayak, which stuck out from my hips like a Tupperware tutu. It may not have been my most manly moment. "Tom," I said, "if God had meant for me to kayak, he wouldn't have invented the outboard motor." I went home and watched a bass fishing show on television.

Now, THAT'S boating.


Harvey
SleepyC :moon

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A man is dining in a fancy restaurant and there is a gorgeous redhead sitting at the next table. He has been checking her out since he sat down, but lacks the nerve to talk to her.

Suddenly she sneezes, and her glass eye comes flying out of its socket towards the man. He reflexively reaches out, grabs it out of the air, and hands it back.

Oh my, I am so sorry, "the woman says as she pops her eye back in place. "Let me buy your dinner to make it up to you," she says.

They enjoy a wonderful dinner together, and afterwards, they go to the theater followed by drinks. They talk, they laugh, she shares her deepest dreams and he shares his. She listens. After paying for everything, she asks him if he would like to come to her place for a nightcap and stay for breakfast. They had a wonderful, wonderful time.

The next morning, she cooks a gourmet meal with all the trimmings. The guy is amazed! Everything had been SO incredible! "You know, "he said, "you are the perfect woman. Are you this nice to every guy you meet? "

"No," she replies. "You just happened to catch my eye."
 
I wonder why we are so obsessed with trying
to find intelligent life on other planets, when
we can’t even find intelligent life here on earth?

Just look at the persons running for President!
 
Retirement in Alaska

Jeff had been in business for 25 years. Finally sick of the stress, he quits and buys 50 acres of land in Alaska as far from humanity as possible. He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month; otherwise, it's total peace and quiet.

After six months or so of almost total isolation, comes a knock on his door, he opens it and a huge, bearded man is standing there.

"Name's Stan, your neighbour from forty miles up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday night”. “Thought you might like to come at about 5:00."

Great", says Jeff," after six months out here I'm ready to meet some local folks. “Thank you."

As Stan is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you. Be some drinkin!"

“Not a problem" says Jeff. "After 25 years in business, I can drink with the best of 'em."

Again, the big man starts to leave and stops. "More 'n' likely
gonna be some fightin' too."

"Well, I get along with people, I'll be all right and, if not, I can handle myself pretty well .....I'll be there”. Thanks again."

"More'n likely be some wild sex, too."

"Now that's really not a problem" says Jeff, warming to the idea. "I've been all alone for six months! I'll definitely be there. By the way, what should I wear?"

"Don't much matter........Just gonna be the two of us!"
 
The Daily Laugh turns to tragi-comedy:

What are the most ironic ways people have died throughout history?

From: "The 10 Most Ironic Deaths In The History That Are Hard To Believe"

The owner of the Segway company, Jimi Heseldon, died after he drove off a cliff while riding a Segway.

Garry Hoy, a lawyer in a Toronto law firm, died while attempting to prove to a group of students that the glass in the Toronto-Dominion Centre was unbreakable. Hoy threw himself through a glass wall on the 24th story. The glass did not break, but the window frame gave away and Hoy fell to his death.

Jerome Moody drowned at a pool party. The irony in this is that the pool party was held by lifeguards celebrating their first drowning-free swimming season. His body was found at the bottom of the pool after the party ended.

Michael Anderson Godwin, a convicted murderer who was at first sentenced to an electric chair but later had his sentence overturned to life imprisonment, accidentally electrocuted himself while sitting on a metal toilet seat in his prison cell.

Jim Fixx, a guy who wrote a best-selling book on the benefits of jogging, died from a heart attack while jogging.

Fagilyu Mukhametzyanov, a woman wrongly declared dead by doctors, died of shock from a heart attack after waking up at her own funeral.

Clement Vallandighan, a lawyer that was representing a defendant in the court against murder case, shot himself while trying to prove to the jury that the victim had accidentally shot himself and his client was innocent. He died but he won the case.
 
A farmer named Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside except for a pet dog he had for many years.


When his dog sadly died, Muldoon went to the parish priest, saying: "Father Patrick, my dog is dead. Could you possibly say Mass for the poor creature?"

Father Patrick told the farmer: "No, we can't have services for an animal in church. But I'll tell you what, there's a new denomination down the road, and - no telling what they believe in - maybe they'll do something for your pet."


Muldoon said: "I'll go right now. By the way, do you think $50,000 is enough of a donation for the service?"



Father Patrick replied: "Why didn't you tell me the dog was Catholic?"
 
This Joke Begins with a Mysterious Beer...

It was my first time visiting Dr. Putz for a colonoscopy. I went into his office for my very first rectal exam. His new blond nurse, Ethel, took me to an examining room. She told me to get undressed and have a seat until the doctor could see me. She said that he would only be a few minutes. After putting on the gown that she gave me I sat down. While waiting I observed there were three items on a stand next to the exam table:

A Tube of K-Y jelly,

A rubber glove

And a beer.


When Dr. Putz finally came in I said, "Look Doc, I'm a little confused. This is my first exam. I know what the K-Y is for, and I know what the glove is for, but can you tell me what the BEER is for?"

At that, Doctor Putz became noticeably outraged and stormed over to the door. He flung the door open and yelled to his new blonde nurse:


"Damn it, Ethel! I said a BUTT light."
 
What to Make of the Strange Noises in the Graveyard?

When Beethoven passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple of days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Beethoven was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said: "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."

He listened a while longer, and said: "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."
Suddenly, the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate.

He stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery: "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."
 
One day, while walking through the Garden of Eden, Adam looked up to the Heavens and spoke to God. "Father, this place is great, but there is one thing missing," he said.

"What is that my son?" God asked.

"Well, it would be nice to have a mate: I'm awfully lonely down here and all the other animals have mates but me.

All I'm asking for is: a creature more beautiful than the Garden, one who has a sex drive like mine, never has a headache, will cook, clean and be at my beck and call morning, noon and night," pleaded Adam.

"Wow, that's a tall order, though perhaps I have just such a creature in mind. But," said the Lord, "it's going to cost you big time."

"Oh yeah, how much?" said Adam

"An arm and a leg," replied God.

Adam thought this over for quite some time and then asked: "Well, what can I get for a rib?
 
A Harley biker is riding by the zoo in Washington, D.C., when he sees a little girl leaning into the lion's cage. Suddenly, the lion grabs her by the collar of her jacket and tries to pull her inside to slaughter her, under the eyes of her screaming parents.

The biker jumps off his Harley, runs to the cage and hits the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch. Whimpering from the pain the lion jumps back, letting go of the girl, and the biker brings the girl to her terrified parents, who thank him endlessly. A reporter has watched the whole event.

The reporter, addressing the Harley rider, says: 'Sir, this was the most gallant and brave thing I've seen a man do in my whole life.'

The Harley rider replies: 'Why, it was nothing, really. The lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger, and acted as I felt right.'

The reporter says: 'Well, I'll make sure this won't go unnoticed. I'm a journalist, you know, and tomorrow's paper will have this story on the front page. So, what do you do for a living?'

The biker replies: "I'm a U.S. Marine."

The journalist leaves.

The following morning the biker buys the paper to see if it indeed brings news of his actions, and reads on the front page:

“U.S. MARINE ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT AND STEALS HIS LUNCH”.
 
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