Monday, November 11, 2013

Greetings Laff Lovers,

I grabbed a shirt from the closet this morning and noted that it did not look familiar to me. I put it on and thought, "Nice shirt."

I got to the office and Lewis and a couple of the ladies were milling about.

"Nice shirt," Marzee, the editor of The Daily Recipe said.

"Yeah, I thought so, too," I said. "But I don't remember ever seeing it before."

Lewis grabbed my collar to look at the tag. "Must belong to one of the guys your wife is banging."

Possibly,

TZ

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A Jewish man married a Chinese woman. Their marriage was doing so well that they decided to have a baby. The husband wanted the baby to have a name that epitomized "Jewish people of today." His wife wanted the baby to have a meaningful, Chinese name.

After much thought they chose to combine two very meaningful names into one for their special boy. They named him Cha-Ching.



"I don't care what your hobby is before puberty hits, because as soon as it does, nature assigns you a new one. Let's just say that when I was 14 I was treated for tennis elbow, and I didn't even own a racquet. I wasn't exactly subtle about my self-discovery either. I had tiki torches all around my bed, a poster of Farrah Fawcett on my ceiling and a spring-loaded tissue dispenser on my nightstand while I worked my own crank like it was the gearshift on a Volkswagen bus that I was trying to rock out of a mudhole. Ah, the good old days--last Thursday." -Dennis Miller



So I hear Chicago has a soccer team named the Chicago Fire. That's pretty cool, naming a team after the worst disaster in their city's history. That takes balls. You don't see any other cities doing that. You don't see the New Orleans Katrina's. Or the Boston Massacres. Or the Oklahoma City Bombings. Or the New York Jets. Wait a second...