A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night he’s doing a show in a small town in Arkansas. With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb blonde jokes when a blonde woman in the 4th row stands on her chair and starts shouting: . . . . "I’ve heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes. What makes you think you can stereotype women that way? What does the color of a person’s hair → Continue reading “A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night . . .”
This is one of the funniest forwarded around e-mails that I’ve ever seen.
Visitor from up North
“Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off.
The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge’s
table asking for directions to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two
judges (Native Texans) that the chili → Continue reading “Chili Cook Off”