All posts for the month June, 1996

Stamp Collecting

A lad of 12 was a dedicated stamp collector; until the kid next door bought an album also. “He buys every stamp I do and copies everything I do,” the kid complained to his father. “He has taken all the fun out of my collecting stamps.”

“Don’t be so picky, my boy,” said pop. “Remember, imitation is the sincerest form of philately.”… Read the rest...

Nobody’s Business But the Turks’

There once was a mother whose daughter kept trying to elope with her intended. Always, however, in the nick of time, the mother caught them. After about twenty times, the daughter began to get desperate, when at random, she read about an animal activist who would paint bulls in order to camouflage them, then let them escape.

However, when the daughter called up the activist, he told her, “I stain bulls, not constant elopers.”… Read the rest...

Oceanic Shaggy

The author of this story is Lee Jackson.


This is the story about a guy who loved to fish off the shores of the Gulf of Mexico near Galveston. He ran a gas station during the day and went surf fishing in the afternoon. As much as he loved surf fishing, he had one disadvantage: he could not cast more than 10 yards to save his life. Nothing he tried worked.

One day, after a particularly bad afternoon of short … Read the rest...

Dinosaur Mania

Dinosaurs are very popular these days. We have Dino from the Flintstones and Barney who loves us. The Jurassic Park dinosaurs wanted us for lunch. So, surely you know the name of the famous dinosaur which keeps saying the same thing in many different ways?

Roget, The Saurus!… Read the rest...

My Friend, Ed

A version of this story is in Himie Koshevoy’s “Treasure Jest of Best Puns.”


I have a friend, Ed, who lives on the coast of Maine. He is a painter and works in the local boat yard. He loves birds, and every day, before he goes to work, he feeds the shore birds that come in with the morning tides. He takes the best bird seed that he can find and mixes it with vodka so the seed is thoroughly … Read the rest...

Old Ted

This venerable tale is from the groaners listserv. The author is unknown.


Old Ted had been at the bar since the pub opened, downing pint after pint. As he watched the band manhandle their speakers onto the small platform that served for a stage, he swore quietly to himself. Bloody musicians. Why did the landlord have to put this racket on every week? Couldn’t a man drown his sorrows in peace of a Friday.

Though to be fair, he thought, … Read the rest...

Shaggy Benjamin

Benny worked at the Fahrvergnugen Museum, and his job was to keep all of the exhibits clean and polished. One day he happened to be dusting around the Arabian exhibit, and he noticed an ancient urn that needed some cleaning. He got out his dust rag and began polishing. Lo and behold, an enormous genie appeared before him.

“Master,” the genie began, “I am the genie of the urn. I can grant you three wishes, but there is one condition … Read the rest...