Sorry about my absence but I’ve been busy working on my new carbon-positive car. So far, it’s tuned to go about 15 miles on a bale of hay. But I’m negotiating with the horses’ union about upping that to 18. And I’m hoping like hell that Congress doesn’t get involved.
Giddy-up.
Cool. You be careful, Michael, among them English.
Gives a new meaning to the Cole Porter diddy, “Don’t Fence Me In.”
Yippy ti yi yo and happy holidays to you and yours – Jay
Wow. Making fun of an impoverished eastern European. You should be real proud. This blog has become so classy.
Back off private dick!
never…
Outsourcing Joke:
I’m thinking about committing suicide, so I call the Suicide Hotline–but it’s been outsourced to Pakistan.
Finally, I get this Pakistani guy on the line who sehs: “Can I help you?”
I sehs: “Yeah, you can help me. I’m ready to commit suicide!”
The Pakistani dude sehs: “Oh Wonderful! Can you drive a truck?”
ba-da-bing!
Here’s a pretty good one from Derrick Jensen:
How many environmentalists does it take to change a lightbulb?