Jokemurder

If i were in a bad mood, and i were telling a few jokes, they'd probably go this way, instead of the way that jokes are supposed to go. (They are supposed to go the funny way. Because they're Jokes.) What if Jokes Weren't Funny By Rachel, Age 27 Why did the chicken cross the road? Because he knew he needed to catch the bus, which was due relatively soon, and he was not able to catch it from the side of the road he was on at the time. He realized when he looked up at the bus stop and saw that he was poised to catch the northbound bus that, unless he changed his desired end point, he would need to catch the southbound. Which was across the road. So he crossed the road. Which i believe answers your original question. A priest and a rabbi walked into a bar… And discussed the possibilities for interfaith teambuilding, or possibly mediation in the cases where teambuilding is not yet possible. When they felt they had reached a solution, their conversation naturally progressed to a discussion of their mutual support of the Obama administration. Why did the monkey fall out of the tree? Gravity and lack of coordination. Following this unfortunate incident, said monkey contacted a physical therapist. They’re slowly working on recovery, and the monkey’s inner thigh muscles are halfway to where they need to be to be. The goal is to work with the monkey, physically and emotionally, to assure him that he will be much more prepared, and thus less likely to fall from the next tree he climbs. A horse walked into a bar… It was in a bar that serves as a ‘rest stop’ along a riding trail. The rider was parched, saw the bar, and decided to take the opportunity to find something to drink (it was sunny that day, and he felt the beginnings of sunstroke—an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, his pappy always said). He took the rope attached to his horse’s bridle and tied it to the tree, using the method explained by the ranch-hand. Apparently, he missed the second loop, because the horse easily freed itself. Upon realization that that he was untethered, the horse began to wander. Coincidentally enough, the first place he wandered was into the bar where the aforementioned rider was enjoying a glass of club soda. With lime. Knock Knock... Would you mind coming back in half an hour? I've got a lot going on, and I'm honestly just not up for company. If you have a package, my neighbor can sign for it. Actually... If I'm honest with you--I will probably come up with another excuse when you come back, so if you wanted to just move onto the next place, or have your ride pick you up or something, that might work out better for you personally. There's a bar around the corner if you want to wait--I think they have $3 PBRs tonight. If you really want to take a gamble and come back there's a slim chance i'll be bored and let you in, but i think House is on tonight so the chance is REALLY slim.