BlackBetty
Mar 23rd, 07, 11:22 AM
I know it's not a hot topic here, but I finished the tranny lines repair, took by oil change thingy to the recycle center. Noticed a sign on one of the tanks they poor things into.
"Used Gas"
So I git out, in a good mood cuz I saved some money fixing my van myself...."I bet ya never fill that tank up huh?"
The guy just stares at me, "how can I help you"
"well if people USE the gas....theres nuthh'n to pour in there...."
still just stood there and stared.....I said "it's a JOKE"
Bowtie-72
Mar 23rd, 07, 12:44 PM
Insert goober laughtrack here
or crickets chirping
Lighting64
Mar 23rd, 07, 1:10 PM
hereees your sign:boring: :boring: :boring: :D :D
they're coming to take me away ha,ha hee,hee
BlackBetty
Mar 23rd, 07, 1:11 PM
lol.....I don't think he got it! :D
Dale Eikmeier
Mar 23rd, 07, 3:56 PM
Actually gas can be used for other purposes such as a solvent. Gas can also become contaminated and hence the need to be disposed of. I am sure the guy had already heard the used gas jokes and was tired of it.
Philip
Mar 23rd, 07, 10:29 PM
And now something completely different :)
Butch the Rooster
John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business.
He had several hundred young layers (hens), called
"pullets", and ten roosters, whose job it was to
fertilize the eggs (for you city folks).
The farmer kept records and any rooster that didn't
perform went into the soup pot and was replaced. That
took an awful lot of his time, so he bought a set of
tiny bells and attached them to his roosters.
Each bell had a different tone so John could tell from
a distance, which rooster was performing.
Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an
efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.
The farmer's favorite rooster was old Butch, and a
very fine specimen he was, too.
But on this particular morning John noticed old
Butch's bell hadn't rung at all! John went to
investigate.
The other roosters were chasing pullets,
bells-a-ringing. The pullets, hearing the roosters
coming, would run for cover.
But to Farmer John's amazement, old Butch had his bell
in his beak, so it couldn't ring. He would sneak up
on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one.
John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the
Renfrew County Fair and he became an overnight
sensation among the judges.
The result...The judges not only awarded old Butch the
No Bell Piece Prize but they also awarded him the
Pulletsurprise as well.
Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making: Who
else but a politician could figure out how to win two
of the most highly coveted awards on our planet by
being the best at sneaking up on the populace and
screwing them when they weren't paying attention?
Lighting64
Mar 24th, 07, 12:58 AM
GREAT STORY, STILL LAUGHING:D :D :D
THERE'S MORE THEN CORN IN INDIANA-------------HUH??:boring: :D