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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Friday, September 4, 2015

Life Can Be Funny

A friend of mine insists that I'm not in touch with my emotions.
I said I was in front of the big screen TV just the other day,
watching a movie with a box of tissues. My friend then asked,
"Was the movie called, Debbie does Dallas?"
At least I finally made my Dad happy.
You see,
he always wanted me to go to Medical School,
so today I donated my body to Science when I die.
You know why God created Man before Woman?
So Man could figure out his story when the Woman asked,
"Where have you been?"
When I would ask my Mom if I could have the car when I was a teenager still living at home,
the last thing she always said before handing me the key was,
"Children in the backseat can cause accidents.
Accidents in the back seat can cause children."
My daughter,
who is 17 years old told me this one.
What is 6.9?
A really good time,
ruined by a period!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
She's 17!
I'm over it.
So answer me this.
"If Wile E. Coyote has enough money to buy all that stuff from ACME,
why doesn't he just buy himself a good dinner?"
Did you know why Blondes can't dial 911?
Because they can't find the Eleven!
If a parsley farmer is sued,
can they garnish his wages?
Why do Doctors call what they do,
a Practice?
A friend of mine asked me,
"Do you really think you are quick witted telling these jokes?"
I said,
"Sure.
I just write the first thing that pops into my head."
Her reply?
"It shows,
because you don't have much to choose from."

This is,
Well, I Think I'm Funny,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“The gods too are fond of a joke.”
- Aristotle -

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

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