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Sunday, November 28, 2010

kinda sick, but okay

A couple of strangers were drinking at a cliffside bar overlooking
    the ocean.  Both of them look a little drunk, when one says to
    the other: "Hey, look at the wind whipping up the side of that
    cliff.  It moves pretty fast.  I'll bet I could jump off of the
    ledge, catch the wind in my coat, and get lifted right back up to
    the bar!"

    "No way", says the other guy, "you'd fall to your death."

    "Well, I'm going to try it!", says the first, and at that he walks
    over, stands on the ledge, and leaps off in a swan dive.  Sure
    enough, he comes sailing back up in no time, and lands on his feet
    right in front of the bar.

    "I can't believe it!" says the second guy, "that's impossible" . 
    So the first drunk does it again: he jumps off the cliff, catches
    the wind in his coat, and comes sailing back to the bar.

    "Go ahead", he says, "try it, it's great!"

    "Well, OK, I'm just drunk enough to give it a go", says the second
    fellow.  So he climbs the ledge and leaps off the cliff, only to
    fall screaming to his death on the rocks below.

    The first guy walks back to the bar and sits down to his drink. 
    The bartender steps over, looks him in the eye, and says to him: 
    "You know, you can be a real jerk sometimes when you've been
    drinking, Superman".

just for laughs

Bill, Jim, and Scott were at a convention together and were
    sharing a large suite on the top of a 75 story sky scraper.
    After a long day of meetings they were shocked to hear that the
    elevators in their hotel were broken and they would have to climb
    75 flights of stairs to get to their room.  Bill said to Jim and
    Scott, let's break the monotony of this unpleasant task by
    concentrating on something interesting.  I'll tell jokes for 25
    flights, and Jim can sing songs for 25 flights, and Scott can
    tell sad stories the rest of the way.  At the 26th floor Bill
    stopped telling jokes and Jim began to sing.  At the 51st floor
    Jim stopped singing and Scott began to tell sad stories.  "I will
    tell my saddest story first," he said.  "I left the room key in
    the car!"