- Mar 3, 2010
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"Smoke Rings"
A guy traveling through the prairies of the
USA stopped at a small town and went to
a bar. He stood at the end of the bar and lit
up a cigar. As he sipped his drink, he stood
there quietly blowing smoke rings. After he
blew nine or ten smoke rings into the air, an
angry Native American approached him and
said,
"Now listen buddy, if you don't stop calling
me that I'll smash your face in!"
"Cigarettes Under The Carpet"
A carpet installer was laying new living room
carpeting in a large mansion. After laboriously
pulling, stretching, and tacking the carpet, he
finally finished, and gratefully sat back to enjoy
a cigarette.
Reaching into his shirt pocket, however, he
found that his cigarettes were gone, and looking
toward the center of the room, he saw a bulge
the size of a cigarette pack under the new
carpeting. He, of course, had no intention of
pulling up the carpet, so instead he took a
large mallet, and he pounded the lump flat, so
it could not be seen.
He then hopped in his truck and headed back
to the office. On the way, he found his cigarettes
in the glove compartment.
Just then his cellular telephone rang. When
he answered it, he discovered it was the
dispatcher from his office. The dispatcher
said that the homeowner had just called
them in a terrible panic.
It seems their son's favorite pet hamster
was missing. Had the carpet layer seen the
hamster while he was in the house?
A guy traveling through the prairies of the
USA stopped at a small town and went to
a bar. He stood at the end of the bar and lit
up a cigar. As he sipped his drink, he stood
there quietly blowing smoke rings. After he
blew nine or ten smoke rings into the air, an
angry Native American approached him and
said,
"Now listen buddy, if you don't stop calling
me that I'll smash your face in!"
"Cigarettes Under The Carpet"
A carpet installer was laying new living room
carpeting in a large mansion. After laboriously
pulling, stretching, and tacking the carpet, he
finally finished, and gratefully sat back to enjoy
a cigarette.
Reaching into his shirt pocket, however, he
found that his cigarettes were gone, and looking
toward the center of the room, he saw a bulge
the size of a cigarette pack under the new
carpeting. He, of course, had no intention of
pulling up the carpet, so instead he took a
large mallet, and he pounded the lump flat, so
it could not be seen.
He then hopped in his truck and headed back
to the office. On the way, he found his cigarettes
in the glove compartment.
Just then his cellular telephone rang. When
he answered it, he discovered it was the
dispatcher from his office. The dispatcher
said that the homeowner had just called
them in a terrible panic.
It seems their son's favorite pet hamster
was missing. Had the carpet layer seen the
hamster while he was in the house?