Humor

8th January
2010
written by JAK

It’s winter in Minnesota
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At thirty-five below.

Oh, how I love Minnesota
When the snow’s up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.

Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I’ll hang around
I could never leave Minnesota
I’m frozen to the ground!

—Author Unknown

Thanks to Jennie for the tip!

26th December
2009
written by JAK

Dawn French and Emma Chambers from The Vicar of Dibley.

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13th December
2009
written by JAK

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9th December
2009
written by JAK

Time for my favorite holiday flash fun: Reindeer Games.

Reindeer Games screen shot

Personally, I like to be on the side of the elitist reindeer (those who wouldn’t let “poor” Rudolph play) just to hear the elephant.

I know…I’m twisted.

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15th November
2009
written by JAK
13th November
2009
written by JAK

My dad is always looking back on the 40s and 50s as a kind of golden era (minus WWII of course). Today’s music, for example, can never compare. I’m not sure that this clip from 1944 proves his point musically, but the Ross Sisters sure were limber.

Some people like their taters Lyonnaise, some prefer French fries.
I prefer mine with mayonnaise, cole slaw on the side.

Solid potato salad, that’s solid salad, Jack,
Solid potato salad, boy, take a plate, fill it up, bring it right back.

Solid potato salad, and let’s have no Yak Yak
Solid potato salad, boy, take a plate, fill it up, bring it right back.

The farmer said to the spud, your skin looks slightly pallid,
So I’ll dig you later bud, with some solid…potato salad.

Solid potato salad, that’s solid salad, Jack,
Solid potato salad, boy, take a plate, fill it up, bring it right back.

Take a plate, fill it up, bring it right back.
Take a plate, fill it up, bring it right back.
Take a plate, fill it up, bring it right back.

Solid potato…salad, it’ll be so fine that you better latch on,
Solid potato…salad, whatever it takes get a plate before it’s all gone.

The farmer said to the spud, your skin looks slightly pallid,
So I’ll dig you later bud, with some solid…potato salad.
Solid potato salad, that’s solid salad, Jack,
Solid potato salad, boy, take a plate…fill it up…
Take a plate, fill it up, and bring it right back.

31st October
2009
written by JAK

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3rd October
2009
written by JAK

30th September
2009
written by JAK

hare-in-food

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