Christmas joke-of-the-day:
Q. What do you get when you eat the Christmas decorations?
A. Tinsel-itus.
My blog is pretty laid back. I like to share jokes, recipes, books I've read, photos I've taken, day-to-day vignettes, and odd or fascinating items. All with a splash of humor. CURRENT HEADER PHOTO: My sister's famous cherry cookies.
Thank you for making me smile!
ReplyDeletehahhaaaa that last one made me snort my egg nog through my nose:)
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas my friend
Such cleverness! Love those snow cones . . .
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Merry happy Christmas, Pat!
i might have to use that roll me over line...just saying...
ReplyDeleteDisgusting!!!! Delightful!!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the smile and, just for the record, I am NOT rolling that Santa over!
So funny. I'm with Gail - I don't want whatever he's laying on :)
ReplyDeleteDog Christmases cracked me up!
ReplyDeleteWishing you a very Merry Christmas :)
☼ Sunny
Too funny!
ReplyDelete"Their makin' a baby in the front yard...heeheehehe!!! I can always count on a great laugh here!!!
ReplyDeleteI got hubs a card with a snowman (woman) with boobs!!!
God bless ya and have a very Merry Christmas sweetie!!!
I'm laughing the most at 'laying on yer present'.
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha.
Thanks for making me laugh today.
ho-ho-ho :-) Have a very merry ...
ReplyDeleteHilarious! haha! I can always count on you for a giggle. I'm laughing my head off.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
Happy Christmas!!
Big hugs!
B xx
I LOVE the egg nog one! Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteOMG, I love that last one!
ReplyDeleteGreat cartoons Pat, thanks for the laughs.
Have a very Merry Christmas!
Hugs,
Judy
LOL! I have on for you, too...
ReplyDeleteOne Christmas Eve, a frenzied young man ran into a pet shop looking for an unusual Christmas gift for his wife. The shop owner suggested a parrot, named Chet, which could sing famous Christmas carols. This seemed like the perfect gift.
"How do I get him to sing?" The young man asked, excitedly.
"Simply hold a lighted match directly under his feet." was the shop owner's reply.
The shop owner held a lighted match under the parrot's left foot. Chet began to sing: "Jingle Bells! Jingle Bells! ...." The shop owner then held another match under the parrot's right foot. Then Chet's tune changed, and the air was filled with: "Silent Night, Holy Night..."
The young man was so impressed that he paid the shop-keeper and ran home as quickly as he could with Chet under his arm.
When the wife saw her gift she was overwhelmed.
"How beautiful!" She exclaimed, "Can he talk?"
"No," the young man replied, "But he can sing. Let me show you."
So the young man whipped out his lighter and placed it under Chet's left foot, as the shop-keeper had shown him, and Chet crooned: "Jingle Bells! Jingle bells!..." The man then moved the lighter to Chet's right foot, and out came: "Silent Night, Holy night..."
The wife, her face filled with curiosity, then asked, "What if we hold the lighter between his legs?"
The man did not know. "Let's try it," he answered, eager to please his wife. So they held the lighter between Chet's legs. Chet twisted his face, cleared his throat, and the little parrot sang out loudly like it was the performance of his life:
"Chet's nuts roasting on an open fire...."