I still have a weblog, though you couldn’t tell it of late. If it weren’t for cheesy series like the punchlines, I’d have little to post. From one of MLB’s email jokesters:
“I thought so too,” said Mildred, “but this one’s eatin’ my popcorn”
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I still have a weblog, though you couldn’t tell it of late. If it weren’t for cheesy series like the punchlines, I’d have little to post. From one of MLB’s email jokesters:
“I thought so too,” said Mildred, “but this one’s eatin’ my popcorn”
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I haven’t posted an unadorned punchline in quite a while; I came across this one just last week, and was frankly surprised that, for as old as I am, I’d never heard the joke. The punchline goes like this:
NO! Use your finger like everyone else!
Thanks, Dave!
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In the Rest of the Story Department, Dave served as the inspiration for this punchline series from the git-go.
And we break the unadorned punchlines drought, which has persisted far too long, with this, via one of MLB’s email jokesters:
Hey, Batman, what’s for dinner?
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I remembered this punchline while waiting to get a haircut earlier today:
This punchline was of course in response to the question “Bob Cox here?”
It was all I could do to keep from giggling out loud.
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From Kathy Slusher-Stephens, in a mail-o-gram to my little bride, this jewel:
“FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WOMAN, DON’T YOU EVER STOP?!”
Tis’ to laugh.
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First unadorned punchline of ’08, from my Brown City MI connection:
I get all the thanks I need every time I see your mother kiss you on the cheek.
The whole story is pretty cute, too. The punchline isn’t from a story of the repeat-the-same-thing thrice variety. But it’s good enough to stand on its own anyhow.
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In the last month or two, this old blog hasn’t seen such benign neglect since its founding. The Twitter was only partially to blame. I’ve been extremely busy at work, and the Shiners and teevee are somehow more appealing at day’s end than the prospect of typing into the internet. Weekends have been made for sleeping here of late.
In my spare moments, I’ve compiled a list of items on which I plan to expound. The list grows, and the writing output stays flat. Dead flat.
It’s time to change all that. I’m going to make an extreme effort to write daily, even if just for a few minutes. Some of the items on the list aren’t single-post items, so my 10 or 15 or 30 minutes of daily writing will be saved, and put together into what I hope will be some cohesive posts.
At least, that’s the plan. If I run dry, there’s always my [stag]Punchlines[/stag] series.
Stick around, and come back often.
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Combination Christmas/Out of the mouths of babes edition:
“That’s Round John Virgin.”
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The unadorned punchline series continues with two more gems:
“Do you know I haven’t had the flu all winter.”
and
“I said chicken three times.”
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This post from James brings to mind this ageless classic punchline:
“Jimmy put his shorts on backwards today. That’s why he couldn’t find it.”
Might be a good idea to do that on the next doctor’s visit. Read James’ post. I’m still giggling.
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