25
Dec

Colonial exploitation of natives (ironies)

Christopher Columbus was stranded in Jamaica and needed supplies. He knew that an eclipse was to occur the next day. He told the tribal chief, The God who protects me will punish you. Unless you give me supplies this night, a vengeance will fall upon you and the moon shall lose its light!

When the eclipse darkened the sky, Columbus got all the supplies he needed.

In the early 1900s, and Englishman tried the same trick on a Sudanese chieftain. If you do not follow my order, he warned, vengeance will fall upon you and the moon will lose its light.

If youre referring to the lunar eclipse, the Sudanese chieftain replied, that doesnt happen until the day after tomorrow.

25
Dec

The Doctors

Nowadays theres little meaning For a person to be gleaning When a man attaches Doctor to his name He may be a chiropractor Or a painless tooth extractor Hes entitled to the title just the same.

Or perhaps he is a preacher Or a lecturer or teacher, Or an expert who cures chickens of the pip; He may keep a home for rummies, Or massage fat peoples tummies, Or specialize in ailments of the hip.

Everybody is a doctor, From the backwoods herb concocter To the man who takes bunions from your toes; From the frowning dietician To the snappy electrician Who shocks you loose from all the bodys woes.

So theres very little meaning For a sufferer to be gleaning When a man attaches Doctor to his name. He may pound you, he may starve you, He may cut your hair or carve you, You have got to call him Doctor all the same!

24
Dec

The incredibly dumbA

The incredibly dumb

A student in Belle, West Virginia was suspended for three days for giving a classmate a cough drop. School principal Forest Mann reiterated the schools zero-tolerance policy…not to be confused with the zero-intelligence policy.

24
Dec

Este era un concurso internacional

Este era un concurso internacional sobre aves. Se trataba de ver quién tenía el ave mas ágil y obediente. Quedaban un holandés, un estadounidense y un mexicano.

Pasa el holandés con un halcón sobre el brazo con la cabeza cubierta. El tipo le destapa la cabeza y el halcón se eleva por los cielos, el holandés saca una pajita y la deja caer, el halcón se lanza en picada como a 160 km/h y recoge la paja en el pico antes de que ésta llegue al suelo. Los presentes aplauden anonadados y los jueces anotan calificaciones.

Pasa el americano con un águila cabeza blanca sobre el brazo con la cabeza cubierta. El tipo le destapa la cabeza al águila y ésta se eleva por los cielos, el americano saca una pajita, la parte en dos, las deja caer, y el águila se lanza en picada como a 180 km/h y recoge las pajas en el pico antes de que lleguen al suelo. Los presentes aplauden más anonadados aún y los jueces anotan calificaciones.

Pasa el mexicano al último como siempre, con un perico huasteco verde sobre el brazo con la cabeza cubierta. El tipo le destapa la cabeza al perico y éste grita ¡YA ERA HORA CABRON!, el perico se eleva por los cielos, el mexicano saca una pajita, la parte en tres partes y las deja caer al suelo. El perico se lanza en picada como a 220 km/h, los presentes se ponen de pie ante tal espectáculo y el perico grita:

¡HECHA MAS PAJA…PENDEJO…QUE ME VOY A ROMPER LA MADREEEEEE…!

Joke found on http://www.loschistes.com

24
Dec

Knock Knock Whos there? Warrior! Warrior who? Warrior you

Knock Knock
Whos there?
Warrior!
Warrior who?
Warrior you been all my life!

24
Dec

Yo momma so fat

your mama is so fat that when i get into bed with her i have to spread flour on her to find the wet spot

24
Dec

The bad hand job

A guy has been asking the prettiest girl in town for a date and finally she agrees to go out with him.

He takes her to a nice restaurant, buys her a fancy dinner with expensive wine and on the way home he pulls over to the side of the road in a secluded spot.

They start necking and hes getting pretty excited. He starts to reach under her skirt and she stops him, saying shes a virgin and wants to stay that way.

Well, OK, he says, how a bout a blow job?

EEEEyyyyyyeeeew! she screams. Im not putting that thing in my mouth!

He says, Well then, how about a hand job?

Ive never done that, she says. What do I have to do?

Well, he answers, remember when you were a kid and you used to shake up a Coke bottle and spray your brother with it?

She nods.

Well, its just like that.

So he pulls it out and she grabs hold of it and starts shaking it. A few seconds later, his head flops back on the headrest, his eyes close, snot starts to run out of his nose, wax blows out of his ears and he screams out in pain.

Whats wrong?! she cries out.

TAKE YOUR THUMB OFF OF THE END!!!

24
Dec

College

Many of you young persons out there are seriously thinking about going to college. (That is, of course, a lie. The only things you young persons think seriously about are loud music and sex. Trust me: these are closely related to college.)

College is basically a bunch of rooms where you sit for roughly two thousand hours and try to memorize things. The two thousand hours are spread out over four years; you spend the rest of the time sleeping and trying to get dates.

Basically, you learn two kinds of things in college:

* Things you will need to know in later life (two hours). These include how to make collect telephone calls and get beer and crepe-paper stains out of your pajamas.

* Things you will not need to know in later life (1,998 hours). These are the things you learn in classes whose names end in -ology, – – -osophy, -istry, -ics, and so on. The idea is, you memorize these things, then write them down in little exam books, then forget them. If you fail to forget them, you become a professor and have to stay in college for the rest of your life.

Its very difficult to forget everything. For example, when I was in college, I had to memorize — dont ask me why — the names of three metaphysical poets other than John Donne. I have managed to forget one of them, but I still remember that the other two were named Vaughan and Crashaw. Sometimes, when Im trying to remember something important like whether my wife told me to get tuna packed in oil or tuna packed in water, Vaughan and Crashaw just pop up in my mind, right there in the supermarket. Its a terrible waste of brain cells.

After youve been in college for a year or so, youre supposed to choose a major, which is the subject you intend to memorize and forget the most things about. Here is a very important piece of advice: Be sure to choose a major that does not involve Known Facts and Right Answers.

This means you must *not* major in mathematics, physics, biology, or chemistry, because these subjects involve actual facts. If, for example, you major in mathematics, youre going to wander into class one day and the professor will say: Define the cosine integer of the quadrant of a rhomboid binary axis, and extrapolate your result to five significant vertices. If you dont come up with exactly the answer the professor has in mind, you fail. The same is true of chemistry: if you write in your exam book that carbon and hydrogen combine to form oak, your professor will flunk you. He wants you to come up with the same answer he and all the other chemists have agreed on. Scientists are extremely snotty about this.

So you should major in subjects like English, philosophy, psychology, and sociology — subjects in which nobody really understands what anybody else is talking about, and which involve virtually no actual facts. I attended classes in all these subjects, so Ill give you a quick overview of each:

ENGLISH: This involves writing papers about long books you have read little snippets of just before class. Here is a tip on how to get good grades on your English papers: Never say anything about a book that anybody with any common sense would say. For example, suppose you are studying Moby Dick. Anybody with any common sense would say that Moby Dick is a big white whale, since the characters in the book refer to it as a big white whale roughly eleven thousand times. So in your paper, you say Moby Dick is actually the Republic of Ireland. Your professor, who is sick to death of reading papers and never liked Moby-Dick anyway, will think you are enormously creative. If you can regularly come up with lunatic interpretations of simple stories, you should major in English.

PHILOSOPHY: Basically, this involves sitting in a room and deciding there is no such thing as reality and then going to lunch. You should major in philosophy if you plan to take a lot of drugs.

PSYCHOLOGY: This involves talking about rats and dreams. Psychologists are *obsessed* with rats and dreams. I once spent an entire semester training a rat to punch little buttons in a certain sequence, then training my roommate to do the same thing. The rat learned much faster. My roommate is now a doctor. If you like rats or dreams, and above all if you dream about rats, you should major in psychology.

SOCIOLOGY: For sheer lack of intelligibility, sociology is far and away the number one subject. I sat through hundreds of hours of sociology courses, and read gobs of sociology writing, and I never once heard or read a coherent statement. This is because sociologists want to be considered scientists, so they spend most of their time translating simple, obvious observations into scientific-sounding code. If you plan to major in sociology, youll have to learn to do the same thing. For example, suppose you have observed that children cry when they fall down. You should write: Methodological observation of the sociometrical behavior tendencies of prematurated isolates indicates that a casual relationship exists between groundward tropism and lachrimatory, or crying, behavior forms. If you can keep this up for fifty or sixty pages, you will get a large government grant.

24
Dec

Blonde Riding Shotgun

Two girlfriends were speeding down the highway at well over 90 mph."Hey," asked the brunette at the wheel, " do ya see any cops following us?"The blonde turned around for a long look. "As a matter of fact, I do.""Damn!" cursed the brunette. "Are his flashers on?The blonde turned around again. "Yup… nope… yup… nope… yup…."

23
Dec

Chemistry song 13

O Come All Ye Gases

O Come all yea gases
diatomic wonders
O come yea, o come yea
calls Avogadro.

O come yea in moles
6 x 10 to the 23rd
O molar mass and molecules
O volume, pressure and temperature
O molar volume of gases at S.T.P.