This was posted in alt.humor.puns by Steve Poge.
A group of very attractive young female city employees discovered they could nicely supplement their income by moonlighting as ladies of the night. After having her hair bleached, one of the girls discovered she was more successful as a blonde. She convinced the others that the old saying, “Blondes have more fun,” is true. The ladies became so popular that they were able to charge exorbitant rates for their services. They even … Read the rest…
This is an *old* story. I most recently saw it posted on alt.Callahans by PunsterGal.
There once was a snake farmer who had a pair of snakes he was trying to breed. For the life of him, he couldn’t get them within two feet of each other. Frustrated, he called up the local herpetologist, and explained the situation.
She hurried over, picked up the snakes, and looked at them. “You know what I would do?” she said. “See that tree … Read the rest…
Yeah, this is something of an in-joke, but in this day and age, not all that in. Bryce L. Martin provided the inspiration for this story. Shall we blame him? Of course, certainly not me. As he said, the story DOS something for him.
It happened in Seattle. Yes, it really did. It occurred in the land of Bill And The Evile Empire, and the telling of the tale is almost as bad as to original event – pure horror, … Read the rest…
by Alan B. Combs
Addiction is a severe problem in our society. As many of you know, certain members of the neuropharmacology group in our College are leaders in educating medical practitioners and other health professionals about the medical model of addiction. They feel that the medical model is better in explaining addiction, and that more effective therapies will result from these advances in knowledge. Just this week, Time Magazine’s lead article was about the new neurological theories of addiction.… Read the rest…
This was donated by Rivka (aka Rebecca L. Wald), one of the active folx on alt.callahans. Thanks.
“Did I ever tell you guys about my sister?” Rivka asks, leaning back and putting her feet up on her table. “Well, she’s going to cosmetology school right now, learning to be a hairdresser. She’s having some trouble. She did just fine in her class about permanent waves, but she just can’t seem to learn the fancy braiding techniques.
“I guess you could … Read the rest…
My collaborator in crime, Mme. Scarlotta, pun mistress extraordinaire, is back. Having finished her Ph.D. and other salmon obligations, we now can benefit from the following.… Read the rest…
This was sent to my son, the brewer, by Dean Day.
A microbrery in LA went by the monicker Ugly Ass (you can see the setup coming). It proferred two imbibements: manly rams, which was a wicked stout, and a pale lager known as mollish ewes.
The stout was a wild success, but the lager floundered. The CEO of a competing distillery was asked how he had managed to succeed in the business. He said, “Two reasons. I never owned … Read the rest…
Thanks to Mike Boyle for sending this one in.
Little Suzy donned her skates,
Upon the ice to frisk.
Her friends all thought that she was nuts,
Her little *.… Read the rest…
One day in the forest, a little tree got to wondering exactly what kind of tree he was. A woodpecker happened along while the little guy as he was pondering this. He asked the bird. That big tree over there looks old and wise. I bet it knows who my parents were, but it can’t hear me from here. Do you think you could fly over there and ask it if I am a son of a birch or a … Read the rest…
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