Wednesday, August 8, 2018
Good morning crew,
It's already the second week in August and so far this summer I've only had two cookouts.
If that isn't the definition of 'depressing' I don't know what is.
When I'm on my deathbed, many years (weeks?) from now, I really don't think I'll say to myself, 'Thank God I didn't waste any more time having cookouts.'
Laugh it up,
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"A guy here in New York swims in the Hudson River every week to prove that it's clean. If you want to meet him in person, services are being held on 43rd Street at the Sherwood Funeral Home." -Jimmy Fallon
"According to a new survey, fewer than 2 percent of hiring managers said they were actively recruiting graduates with liberal arts degrees. Liberal arts graduates responded by saying, 'Latte for Karen.'" -Seth Meyers
"A recent government report revealed that a California DMV employee fell asleep at her desk for up to three hours a day and this went on for nearly four years. She fell asleep at her desk for three hours a day, or as they call that at the DMV, Employee of the Month." -James Corden
"Did you give the prisoner the third degree?" the police sergeant asked the detective.
"Yeah, we browbeat him pretty good," nodded the other. "Asked him every question we could think of."
"And did you get a confession?" asked the sergeant.
"Not exactly," explained the officer. "All he'd say was, 'Yes dear,' and dozed off."
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A little boy goes to his father and asks, "Daddy, how was I born?"
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