Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Another day of jokes. Hey, 50 states takes a long time.

You can tell there is nothing going on in my blog world when all I can find for several days is state jokes, so here goes...

Ohio: How do you know you are from Ohio? You own only three spices: salt, pepper, and ketchup.

Oklahoma: How can you tell if an Oklahoman is married? There's dried chewing tobacco on both sides of his pickup truck.

Oregon: Howard dies and waits in line for judgment. He notices that some souls go right into Heaven, while Satan throws others into a burning pit. But every so often, instead of hurling a poor soul into the fire, the devil tosses him aside. Curious, Howard aska Satan, "Excuse me, but why are you tossinghim aside instead of flinging them into hell with the others?"
"They're from Oregon," Satan replies. "They're too wet to burn."

Pennsylvania: What do you call an Amish guy with his hand in a horse's mouth? a mechanic.

Rhode Island: There is nothing for Rhode Island, maybe because it might as well be part of Connecticut.

South Carolina: While fishing off Myrtle Beach, a Yankee tourist capsized his boat. Petrified he yelled to an old guy standing on the shore, "Are there any gators around here?!"
"Naw", the man hollared back, "They ain't been around for years."
Feeling safe, the tourist started swimming towards shore. Halfway there, he asked the guy, "How'd you get rid of the gators?"
"We didn't do anything," the old guy said, "The sharks got 'em."

South Dakota: A tough old badlands rancher once told his grandson that the secret to long life was to sprinkle a little gunpowder on his oatmeal every morning. The grandson did this religiously, and he lived to be 93. When he died, he left 14 children, 28 grandchildren, 35 great grandchildren --- and a 25 foot hole in the wall of the crematorium.

Tennessee: Do you know what you get when you play a country tune backward? You get your job back, your house back, your wife back, your dog back ... (that is only the oldest joke in the book).

Texas: Kinky Friedman, entertainer and former Texas gubernatorial candidate, explains how to speak Texanese: 'Y'all is singular. All y'all is plural. All y'all's is plural possessive. "

I will finish next time.

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