Jokes and Giggles
Copyright© 2015 by Jack Spratt
This one is compliments of Ron
An old west town
One dirt street
Cowboy leaning on a post, whiling away the time.
Indian sitting leaning on the front of the store, Blanket over his shoulders, hat pulled down, looks like he is asleep.
Cute young squaw, coming up the street, wow is she built.
Cowboy is all eyes and a BIG smile.
As she gets about even with the Indian he stands, walks to the edge of the boardwalk, holds up his hand and says “CHANCE!”
She giggles and hurries on down the street and out of sight.
The Indian goes back and sits back down, pulls his blanket back on and his hat down.
Cowboy thinking, walks over to the Indian and nudges his moccasin.
“What’s this chance bit, I thought Indians always say How?”
Indian pulls his hat off, looks up at the cowboy and says “Know how, want CHANCE!”
These are compliments of Anonymous
Some math humour
You may remember from high-school geometry that the volume of a cylinder of height h and radius r, is the circular area of one of the two end caps (pi times “r squared” - i.e. pi.r.r, where the dot. is used for multiplication), times the height (h) of the cylinder.
So what is the volume of a pizza of thickness a and radius, z?
Well, that would be: pi.z.z.a
When “dub-yah” was president, one day he received a security briefing from defence secretary, Donald Rumsfeld, who had some sad news.
“Mister President, three Brazilian soldiers were killed yesterday while supporting U.S. troops.”
“Oh, my God,” cried President Bush, who then buried his head in his hands. He remained stunned and silent for full minute. Eventually, he looked up, took a deep breath, and asked Rumsfeld:
“How many is a brazillon?”
One day, Jesus said to his disciples: “The Kingdom of Heaven is like two x squared, plus five x, minus six.”