I know I already have.
Dr. Jill sends this one along.
It was entertainment night at the Senior Center .
Claude the hypnotist exclaimed, "I'm here to put you into a trance. I intend to hypnotize each and every member of the audience."
The excitement was almost electric as Claude withdrew a beautiful, antique pocket watch from his coat.
"I want you each to keep your eye on this antique watch. It's a very special watch.
It's been in my family for six generations." He began to swing the watch gently back and forth while quietly chanting, "Watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch..."
The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light gleaming off its polished surface.
Hundreds of pairs eyes followed the swaying watch until, suddenly, it slipped from the hypnotist's fingers and fell to the floor, breaking into a hundred pieces.
"SHIT!" said the Hypnotist.
It took three days to clean up the Senior Center.
I never thought you could say 'shit' on a blog until it came up in the comments one time ago. The context was my intellectual and analytical abilities.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, that's funny!
one time ago? Maybe they were right.
ReplyDeleteJimbo, sorry that I broke good blog etiquette junk and all. I forget sometimes that sensitive folk do trapse through this joint from time to time.
ReplyDeleteNyuk!
*rim shot*. Good 'un.
ReplyDeleteNicely played, sir.
ReplyDeleteHeh. Other expletives come to mind that might have had interesting consequences.
ReplyDeleteWait.
Senior Center.
Never mind.
Buck, you have an evil, yet amusing mind. Bwahahahahahahahahaha!
ReplyDeleteBut, you know they do it. You oughta see the old farts lined up in Urology for the little blue pill prescriptions.
TD, and The Moog: Yep! Just right...
I dig these "punch lines from outta nowhere" kind of jokes.
ReplyDeleteYou and me bofe, Inno. "Dig"?
ReplyDeleteDude, you're old...