18
May

Dog Phone

Its common practice in England to ring a telephone by signaling extra voltage across one side of the two wire circuit and ground (earth in England). When the subscriber answers the phone, it switches to the two wire circuits for the conversation. This method allows two parties on the same line to be signaled without disturbing each other.

Anyway, an elderly lady with several pets called to say that her telephone failed to ring when her friends called; and that on the few occasions when it did ring her dog always barked first.

The repairman proceeded to the scene, curious to see this psychic dog. He climbed a nearby telephone pole, hooked in his test set, and dialed the subscribers house. The phone didnt ring. He tried again. The dog barked loudly, followed by a ringing telephone. Climbing down from the pole, the repair man found:

A dog was tied to the telephone systems ground post via an iron chain and collar.
The dog was receiving 90 volts of signaling current.
After several such jolts, the dog would start barking and urinating on the ground.
The wet ground now completed the circuit and the phone would ring.

Which shows you that some problems can be fixed by just pissing on them.

18
May

So that explains it…

I was watching a show on anthropology a while ago which stated that human males have the largest penis of all of the primates.
I remember thinking, Aha! That explains why we learned to walk upright: Just showing off.

The best of old postings from RHF are now also available in the new group rec.humor.funny.reruns.

The archives are also at http://comedy.clari.net/rhf/

18
May

The new computer

Two men were examinig the output of the new computer in their department.

Eventually one of them remarked: Do you realize it would take 400 men 250 years to make a mistake this big?

18
May

What does a Navy SEAL and a boxing frog have in common?

They both excel at amphibious assaults.

17
May

Question and answer Clinton joke

Q: What is the difference between TV characters Dan and Roseanne Conner and the Clintons?
A: The Conners own their own home.

17
May

The family of potatoes

One night, the Potato family sat down to dinner–Mother Potato and her three daughters. Midway through the meal, the eldest daughter spoke up. Mother Potato? she said. I have an announcement to make.

And what might that be? said Mother, seeing the obvious excitement in her eldest daughters eyes.

Well, replied the daughter, with a proud but sheepish grin, Im getting married!

The other daughters squealed with surprise as Mother Potato exclaimed, Married! Thats wonderful! And who are you marrying, Eldest daughter?

Im marrying a Russet!

A Russet! replied Mother Potato with pride.

Oh, a Russet is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!

As the family shared in the eldest daughters joy, the middle daughter spoke up. Mother? I, too, have an announcement.

And what might that be? encouraged Mother Potato.

Not knowing quite how to begin, the middle daughter paused, then said with conviction, I, too, am getting married!

You, too! Mother Potato said with joy. Thats wonderful! Twice the good news in one evening! And who are you marrying, Middle Daughter?

Im marrying an Idaho! beamed the middle daughter.

An Idaho! said Mother Potato with joy. Oh, an Idaho is a fine tater, a fine tater indeed!

Once again, the room came alive with laughter and excited plan for the future, when the youngest Potato daughter interrupted. Mother? Mother Potato? Um, I, too, have an announcement to make.

Yes? said Mother Potato with great anticipation.

Well, began the youngest Potato daughter with the same sheepish grin as her eldest sister before her, I hope this doesnt come as a shock to you, but I am getting married, as well!

Really? said Mother Potato with sincere excitement. All of my lovely daughters married! What wonderful news! And who, pray tell, are you marrying, Youngest Daughter?

Im marrying Peter Jennings!

Peter Jennings?! Mother Potato scowled suddenly. But hes just a common tater!

17
May

Hoy, cuando fui a almorzar,

Hoy, cuando fui a almorzar, observé a una señora, como de unos 78 u 80 años, sentada en una banca del parque y llorando desconsoladamente. Me le acerqué y le pregunté qué le pasaba. Entre lágrimas y gemidos me contestó:

En casa tengo un marido de 22 años. Me hace el amor todas las mañanas. Se levanta y me prepara un desayuno con fruta fresca, pancakes, huevos fritos y café recién molido.

Un poco sorprendido, le dije: Bueno, ¿y entonces por qué está llorando?

Me hace sopa casera para el almuerzo y mis galletas favoritas. Después, me hace el amor a media tarde.

Ya verdaderamente extrañado, insisto: Eso está muy bien, pero ¿por qué está llorando?

Y para la cena me hace comidas de gourmet, con vino y todo y, encima, mi postre favorito. Y cuando terminamos de comer, me hace el amor hasta la madrugada. ¡Todas las noches!

Pero ¿qué tiene eso de malo, señora, por qué la hace llorar eso?

Y la señora, en llanto incontenible, me dice:

¡¡NO ME ACUERDO DÓNDE VIVO!!

17
May

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the Night Before Christmas: Politically Correct Version



Twas the night before Christmas and Santas a wreck…

How to live in a world thats politically correct?

His workers no longer would answer to Elves,

Vertically Challenged they were calling themselves.

And labor conditions at the north pole

Were alleged by the union to stifle the soul.

Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety,

Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.

And equal employment had made it quite clear

That Santa had better not use just reindeer.

So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid,

Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!

The runners had been removed from his sleigh

The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A.

And people had started to call for the cops

When they heard sled noises on their roof-tops.

Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened.

His fur trimmed red suit was called Unenlightened.

And to show you the strangeness of lifes ebbs and flows,

Rudolf was suing over unauthorized use of his nose

And had gone on Geraldo, in front of the nation,

Demanding millions in over-due compensation.

So, half of the reindeer were gone and his wife,

Who suddenly said shed enough of this life,

Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz,

Demanding from now on her title was Ms.

And as for the gifts, why, hed neer had a notion

That making a choice could cause so much commotion.

Nothing of leather, nothing of fur,

Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her.

Nothing that might be construed to pollute.

Nothing to aim. Nothing to shoot.

Nothing that clamored or made lots of noise.

Nothing for just girls. Or just for the boys.

Nothing that claimed to be gender specific.

Nothing thats warlike or non-pacific.

No candy or sweets…they were bad for the tooth.

Nothing that seemed to embellish a truth.

And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden,

Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden.

For they raised the hackles of those psychological

Who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.

No baseball, no football…someone could get hurt

Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.

Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe

And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.

So Santa just stood there, disheveled, perplexed

He just could not figure out what to do next.

He tried to be merry, tried to be gay,

But youve got to be careful with that word today.

His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground

Nothing fully acceptable was to be found.

Something special was needed, a gift that he might

Give to all without angering the left or the right.

A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision,

Each group of people, every religion

Every ethnicity, every hue,

Everyone, everywhere…even you.

So here is that gift, its price beyond worth…

May you and your loved ones enjoy peace on earth.

17
May

Chipped dishes never break.

Chipped dishes never break.

17
May

Beware of one who works

Beware of one who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds themself no wiser than before. They are full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. – Sir John A. MacDonald, Canadas first prime minister