Hi, all! Ok, I’m a day late. I promised a winner yesterday. I got distracted.
The contest was, leave me a good joke, and the one that makes me pee wins. Well, no pee-ers. I should probably be grateful for that. But I did get some good chuckles, and for them I am also grateful. We need to be reminded of all we have to be thankful for.
So, without further ado, today’s contest winner is:
Sharon is an acupuncturist/massager person extraordinaire. She and her husband moved from Seattle to Philadelphia last year. I’ve been hoping to come visit. We miss you, honey!
And here’s her joke. It got through, afer all, I just missed it. Yay, it’s the funniest!
A man goes to New York City on business. He wants to have a real Big City night on the town, so the concierge at his hotel sends him to a bar at the top of the Empire State Building.
He walks in and orders his usual. He’s getting chatty with the bartender, telling him about the conference, etc. Another patron at the bar overhears that he’s from out of town and comes and sits next to him. “Hey, welcome to our little place. This is the best bar in the whole city!”
“Really? What’s so great about it?”
“Oh, it’s amazing! See that picture on the wall? That’s a genuine Picasso.”
The tourist raises an eyebrow. “Hmm.”
The local guy stands up. “Yeah! And that stool there? At the end of the bar? That’s from a real pirate ship!”
“Okaaay.” At this point the businessman is pretty skeptical. He realizes the local has had more than a little to drink.
“But this! This is the best part! Check out this window. Because of the drafts up the side of this building, if you jump out, you fall about twenty feet. Then the wind catches you and brings you right back up!”
“Ah… right.”
“No, really, I’ll show you!” And the man runs over to the window, throws it open, and leaps out. Sure enough, he falls for a few seconds, then stops in mid-air and comes back up. He pulls himself through the window, stands up, and takes a bow. “You gotta do it!”
The traveller is impressed but nervous, so the man says “Look, dude, I’ll do it again.” Sure enough, he jumps out again. Falls about 20 feet, then the wind catches him and he returns to the level of the window. The businessman grabs his arm and pulls him in.
“Holy cow! I gotta try that!” He leaps out… and falls… and falls….
The bartender just shakes his head. “Superman, you’re a real jerk when you’re drunk.”
The prize, as you’ll recall, is a bag of my beloved Jo Sharp DK. Email me your addy, love, and I’ll pop it in the mail for you. Mwah!
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AND? Guess who’s almost ready…
