Drinking Truth

The following is an actual excerpt from Forbes magazine:

A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo, and when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole is maintained or even improved by the regular culling of the weakest members.

In much the same way, the human brain can operate only as fast as the slowest brain cells through which the electrical signals pass.

Recent epidemiological studies have shown that while excessive intake of alcohol kills off brain cells, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. Thus, regular consumption of beer helps eliminate the weaker cells, constantly making the brain a faster and more efficient machine.

The result of this in-depth study verifies and validates the causal link between all-weekend parties and job-related performance. It also explains why, after a few short years of leaving university and getting married, most professionals cannot keep up with the performance of the new graduates.

Only those few that stick to the strict regimen of voracious alcoholic consumption can maintain the intellectual levels that they achieved during their university years.

So, this is a call to arms. As our country is losing its technological edge we should not shudder in our homes. Get back into the bars. Quaff that pint. Your company and country need you to be at your peak, and you shouldn’t deny yourself the career that you could have. Take life by the bottle and be all that you can be.

The great beyond

There were two lovers, who were really into spiritualism and reincarnation. They vowed that if either died, the other one remaining would try to contact the partner in the other world exactly 30 days after their death. Unfortunately, a few weeks later, the young man died in a car wreck. True to her word, his sweetheart tried to contact him in the spirit world exactly 30 days later. At the seance, she called out, ‘John, John, this is Martha. Do you hear me?’ A ghostly voice answered her, ‘Yes Martha, this is John. I can hear you.’ Martha tearfully asked, ‘Oh John, what is it like where you are?’ ‘It’s beautiful. There are azure skies, a soft breeze, sunshine most of the time.’ ‘What do you do all day?’ asked Martha. ‘Well, Martha, we get up before sunrise, eat some good breakfast, and there’s nothing but making love until noon. After lunch, we nap until two and then make love again until about five. After dinner, we go at it again until we fall asleep about 11 p.m.’ Martha was somewhat taken aback. ‘Is that what heaven really is like?’ ‘Heaven? I’m not in heaven, Martha.’ ‘Well, then, where are you?’ ‘I’m a rabbit in Arizona.’

Marital Advice

A man was having marital problems. So he went to his shrink for advice.

The shrink says “when you get home, throw down your briefcase, run to her, embrace her, take off her clothes, and yours, and make made passionate love to her.”

In two weeks the man was back in the shrinks office.

The shrink asked “how did it go?”

The man said “she didn’t have anything to say, but her bridge club got a kick out of it!!”

Computer Error

Young Judy, the editor of a trivia publication, was having
trouble with her computer. So she called Prem, the computer guy,
over to her desk.

Prem clicked a couple buttons and solved the problem. As he was
walking away, Judy called after him, “So, what was wrong?” And
he replied, “It was an “ID ten T” error.” A puzzled expression
ran riot over Judy’s face. “An “ID ten T” error? What’s that?..
in case I need to fix it again??” He gave her a grin… 😉 …
“Haven’t you ever heard of an “ID ten T” error before?” “No,”
replied Judy. Write it down,” he said, “and I think you’ll
figure it out.” She wrote….. I D 1 0 T

Bigger Breasts

A husband, tired of his wife asking him how she looks, buys her
a full length mirror. This does little to help, as now she
stands in front of the mirror, looking at herslef, asking him
how she looks.

One day fresh out of the shower, she was yet again in front of
the mirror, now complaining that her breasts our too small.
Uncharacteristically, the husband comes up with a suggestion,
“If you want your breasts to grow, then every day get a peice of
toilet paper and rub it between your breasts a few seconds.”
Willing to try anything, the wife fetches a peice of toilet
paper, standing in front of the mirror and rubbing it between
her breasts. “How long will this take?” she asks. “Oh, they’ll
grow larger over a period of years.” he replied. The wife stops.
“Why do you think rubbing a peice of tiolet paper between my
breasts everyday will make my breasts grow over the years?” The
husband shrugs, “It worked for your ass didn’t it?”

Midget Housing Subsidies

Recently, our town received a grant to build housing for midgets.
According to our demographics, they figured that we should have six midgets
living here. They sent enough money so that we could finance the building of
homes and let the “little people” pay less than the going rate for rent.

Since we have only one “little person” living here it turns out that he won’t
have to pay anything for the only house we built, the subsidy covers everything.

We call it a Stay Free Mini Pad.