What is a blonde’s mating call?
”NEXT!”
Author: admin
Tech Support (Classic)
“Hello. Tech Support; may I help you?”
“Yes, well, I’m having trouble with WordPerfect.”
“What sort of trouble?”
“Well, I was just typing along, and all of a sudden the words went away.”
“Went away?”
“They disappeared.”
“Hmm. So what does your screen look like now?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“It’s blank; it won’t accept anything when I type.”
“Are you still in WordPerfect, or did you get out?”
“How do I tell?”
“What’s a sea-prompt?” [Uh-huh, thought so. Let’s try a different tack.] “Never mind. Can you move the cursor around on the screen?”
“There isn’t any cursor: I told you, it won’t accept anything I type.” [Ah–at least s/he knows what a cursor is. Sounds like a hardware problem. I wonder if s/he’s kicked out his/her monitor’s power plug?]
“Does your monitor have a power indicator?”
“What’s a monitor?”
“It’s the thing with the screen on it that looks like a TV. Does it have a little light that tells you when it’s on?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, then look on the back of the monitor and find where the power cord goes into it. Can you see that?”
[sound of rustling and jostling] [muffled] “Yes, I think so.”
“Great! Follow the cord to the plug, and tell me if it’s plugged into the wall.”
[pause] “Yes, it is.”
“No.”
“Well, there are. I need you to look back there again and find the other cable.”
[muffled] “Okay, here it is.”
“Follow it for me, and tell me if it’s plugged securely into the back of your computer.”
[still muffled] “I can’t reach.”
“Uh huh. Well, can you see if it is?”
[clear again] “No.”
“Even if you maybe put your knee on something and lean way over?”
“Oh, it’s not because I don’t have the right angle–it’s because it’s dark.”
“Dark?”
“Yes–the office light is off, and the only light I have is coming in from the window.”
“Well, turn on the office light then.”
“I can’t.”
“No? Why not?”
“Because there’s a power outage.”
“A power–!?!” …[AAAAAAARGH!]”A power outage? Aha! Okay, we’ve got it licked now. Do you still have the boxes and manuals and packing stuff your computer came in?”
“Well, yes, I keep them in the closet.”
“Good! Go get them, and unplug your system and pack it up just like it was when you got it. Then take it back to the store you bought it from.”
“Really? Is it that bad?”
“Yes, I’m afraid it is.”
“Well, all right then, I suppose. What do I tell them?”
“Tell them you’re TOO STUPID TO OWN A COMPUTER!”
I think
Q: Sir, what is your IQ?
A: Well, I can see pretty well, I think.
Q: How many roadies
Q: How many roadies does it take to change a lightbulb ?A: One: Upon finding no replacement, he takes the original apart, repairs it with a chewing gum wrapper and duct tape, changes the screw mount to bayonet mount, finds an appropriate patch cable, and re-installs the bulb fifty feet from where it should have been, to the satisfaction of the rest of the band.
Blonde
Q.Why did the blonde climb over the mirror?
A.To get to the other side.
Condom Emergency
President Boris Yeltsin called Clinton with an emergency: “Our largest condom
factory has exploded!” the Russian President cried; “My people’s favorite form
of birth control! This is a true disaster!”
“Boris, the American people would be happy to do anything within their power
to help you.”, replied the President.
“I do need your help,” said Yeltsin. “Could you possibly send 1,000,000
condoms ASAP to tie us over?”
“Why certainly! I’ll get right on it!”, said Clinton. “Oh, and one more small
favor, please?”, said Yeltsin.
“Yes?”, replied the President.
“Could the condoms be red in color and at least 10″ long and 4″ in diameter?”
said Yeltsin.
“No problem,” replied the President and, with that, Clinton hung up and called
the President of Trojan condoms. “I need a favor, you’ve got to make 1,000,000
condoms right away and send them to Russia.”
“Consider it done�, said the President of Trojan.
“Great! Now listen, they have to be red in color, 10″ long and 4″ wide.”
“Easily done. Anything else?”
“Yeah,” said the President, “Print ‘MADE IN AMERICA, SIZE MEDIUM’ on each
one.”
An old occupation
What happens when people of different occupations get old.- Old pacifists never die, they just go to peaces.- Old perfessers never die, they just lose their class.- Old photographers never die, they just stop developing.- Old pilots never die, they just go to a higher plane.
Dos ancianos cardenales salen de
Dos ancianos cardenales salen de un consistorio comentando las �ltimas discusiones sobre el clero.
“�Qu� le parece, Eminencia: iremos a ver nosotros la abolici�n del celibato eclesi�stico?”
“No, Eminencia, nosotros probablemente no… �pero quiz�s nuestros nietos!”
Dumb people at computers
Q:How do you know a dumb person has been on a computer?
A:There is white out on the screen!!
Se encuentran Venancio y Manolo,
Se encuentran Venancio y Manolo, pero �ste �ltimo ten�a un ping�ino de la mano, y Venancio le pregunta:
“Oye, Manolo, �pero qu� haces con ese ping�ino?”
“Pues na, que me lo he encontrao y no se qu� hacer con �l.”
“C�mo ser�s tonto Manolo, �por qu� no lo has llevao al zool�gico?
“Hombre, pues qu� buena idea. Hoy mismo lo llevo al zool�gico.”
Al d�a siguiente se vuelven a encontrar, pero Manolo sigue con el ping�ino, por lo que Venencio, extra�ado, le pregunta:
“�Qu� ha pasado contigo Manolo, no habeis dicho que llevar�as al ping�ino al zool�gico?”
“Hombre pues lo he llevao, y nos hemos divertido tanto que ahora nos vamos al circo.”
The Wire Brush
An army Major visiting the sick soldiers, went to one private and asked, “What’s your problem, Soldier?””Chronic syphilis, Sir.””What treatment are you getting?””Five minutes with the wire brush each day.””What’s your ambition?””To get back to the front, Sir.””Good man,” said the Major.He went to the next bed, “What’s your problem, Soldier?””Chronic piles, Sir.” “What treatment are you getting?””Five minutes with the wire brush each day.””What’s your ambition?””To get back to the front, Sir.””Good man,” barked the Major. He moved to the next bed, “What’s your problem, Soldier?””Chronic gum disease, Sir””What treatment are you getting?””Five minutes with the wire brush each day.””What’s your ambition?””To get the wire brush before the other two, Sir!”
What’s for Dinner?
A concerned husband goes to see the family doctor and says, “I think my wife
is deaf because she never hears me the first time I say something, in fact, I
often have to repeat things over and over again.”
“Well,” the doctor replies, “go home and tonight and stand about 15 feet from
her and say something. If she doesn’t reply, move about five feet closer and say
it again. Keep doing this so we can get an idea about the severity of her
deafness.”
Sure enough, the husband goes home and does exactly as instructed. He starts
off about 15 feet from his wife in the kitchen and as she is chopping some
vegetables, he says, “Honey, what’s for dinner?”
He gets no response. He moves about five feet closer and asks again. No reply.
He moves five feet closer. Still no reply. He gets fed up and moves right behind
her, about an inch away, and asks again, “Honey, what’s for dinner?”
She replies, “For the fourth time, vegetable stew!”