Sunday, May 16, 2010

Super Random Joke :-)

I'm not a real jokey person, mostly because I can't remember jokes or tell them well, but heck, even I can type a joke. This is so random, I totally love it.

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Every year, Joe takes a week during summer to relax at his friend's cabin in the Maine woods. One night after he's just arrived, he's sitting in the cabin when he hears a knock at the door. He opens the door and doesn't see anything--until he looks down. On the wooden porch he sees a small snail. Annoyed, he picks up the snail and throws it as far as he can.

Three years later, Joe is back in the cabin for another summer retreat. There's a knock on the door. He opens it and sees nothing, then remembers. He looks down--and there's the same snail!

The snail says: "What the hell was that all about?"

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...HAHAHAHA! *gasp sputter* ha ha ha. Seriously. Love it. Love the random.

Happy Sunday! Ours if off to a terrific start with the neighbor weed-whacking directly under the window while Clementine was trying to take her morning nap. And this after she mowed and whacked two days ago. ARG! Oh, and it's raining, after a few days of fabulous sun, so there's that. But I have to be indoors working anyway, so who cares.

Cheers!

11 comments:

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Jay Asher said...

Oh, I get it! That's hilarious!!!

(Sorry, it took me a minute. I must be slow.)

Lorielle said...

I am admitting it. I'm so slow, I still don't get it. :)

Stephanie Perkins said...

Love it. (And Jay's comment! Tee hee.)

Melody Violine said...

ah, it takes three years :))

Faith Pray said...

I think that's the Murphy's Law of child-rearing: Whenever you want your kids to sleep, there is a very well-meaning neighbor mowing, using a jackhammer or remodeling with very loud tools.
My personal Murphy's Law of writing while child-rearing:
Whenever the muse hits, there is a well-meaning child demanding attention.
And the snail. Bless that snail. I am still laughing, very slowly.

storyqueen said...

hahahahaha! I live for random stuff like that.

Shelley

Anonymous said...

Has anyone suggested perhaps having a talk w/your neighbor? I advise a visit, adorable Clementine on hip, to politely request that the weed-wacking/lawn-smacking not coincide w/naptime. No one will be able to resist the cuteness power of the 'Tine!!

tone almhjell said...

Heehehee. Patient little guy. Hee.