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Mornin’ y’all —
What with all the depressing news around these days, from America being a huge ammunition dump/shooting gallery to extremely misguided and bigoted youths being “proud” of being “boys” (here’s to hoping they grow up to be Ashamed Men), to something strange and orange that has occupied the highest office in our fair land, as well as our personal foibles and tribulations, I thought it might be a good idea (or “idear”, if you’re somewhere around Indiana) to lighten it up a touch today with a little mirth, frivolity, buffoonery and other words my online thesaurus won’t tell me.
So let’s hear them, MOTlies… Gimme your good jokes, your bad jokes, your dad jokes, your bad dad jokes, your good dad jokes (ha! gotcha — they don’t exist)…. I’ll go first…
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My grandfather actually saw Titanic. He told me he knew that ship was gonna sink, and told everybody he could what was going to happen, but no one would listen. Must’ve gotten to 15 or 20 people before he was kicked outta the theater.
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Which tastes better: moon rocks or space rocks?
Space rocks. They’re a little meteor.
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Okay, your turn. Here’s a little silly music to getcha goin…
Be good, happy humans today…