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IDIOTS IN SERVICE: IDIOTS AT WORK: IDIOTS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD: IDIOTS IN FOOD SERVICE: IDIOT SIGHTING #1: IDIOT SIGHTING #2: IDIOT SIGHTING #3: IDIOT SIGHTING #4: IDIOT SIGHTING #5: NOW DON'T YOU FEEL BETTER NOW!!!
The traveling salesman checked into a futuristic motel. Realizing he needed a trim before the next day's meeting, he called down to the desk clerk to ask if there was a barber on the premises. "I'm afraid not, sir," the clerk told him apologetically, "but down the hall is a vending machine that should serve your purposes." Skeptical but intrigued, the salesman located the appropriate machine, inserted fifty cents, and stuck his head in the opening, at which time the machine started to buzz and whirl. Fifteen seconds later the salesman pulled out his head and surveyed his reflection, which reflected the best haircut of his life. Two feet away was another machine with a sign that read, "Manicures - 25 cents." Why not?" thought the salesman. He paid the money, inserted his hands into the slot, and pulled them out and they were perfectly manicured. The next machine had a huge sign that read, "This Machine Provides What Men Need Most When Away from Their Wives-50 cents." The salesman looked both ways, put in fifty cents, unzipped his fly and stuck his penis into the opening. When the machine started buzzing, the guy let out a shriek of agony. Fifteen seconds later it shut off and, with trembling hands, the salesman was able to withdraw his penis.... now with a button sewed to the tip.
A businessman was confused about a bill he had received, so he asked his secretary for some mathematical help. "If I were to give you $20,000, minus 14%, how much would you take off?" he asked her. The secretary replied, "Everything but my earrings."
1970: Long Hair 2000: Longing for hair 1970: The perfect high 2000: The perfect high yield mutual fund 1970: Acid Rock 2000: Acid Reflux 1970: Moving to California because it's cool 2000: Moving to California because it's warm 1970: Growing pot 2000: Growing pot belly 1970: Trying to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor 2000: Trying NOT to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor 1970: Popping pills, smoking joints 2000: Popping joints 1970: Our president's struggle with Fidel 2000: Our president's struggle with fidelity 1970: Killer weed 2000: Weed killer 1970: Getting out to a new, hip joint 2000: Getting a new hip joint 1970: Rolling Stones 2000: Kidney stones 1970: Parents begging you to get your hair cut 2000: Children begging you to get their heads shaved 1970: Whatever 2000: Depends
Miss Adams was explaining multi-syllable words to her third- grade class. "You all know single-syllable words like hand, foot, house, and dog, but some words are made up of more than one syllable," she said. "Now who can give me an example of a word made up of MORE than one syllable." Little Johnnie raised his hand eagerly. "All right, Johnnie, go ahead," smiled Miss Adams. "Autoeroticism," beamed little Johnnie. "My goodness, Johnnie, that's a mouthful," marveled Miss Adams. "No, Miss Adams, that's masturbation," explained Johnnie. "You're thinking of a blowjob.
One evening after a few drinks at the local pub. Two buddies started discussing orgasms. John said "You know there are four types of orgasms?" Jim replied "Really? What are they?" "Well, There's the Positve, Negative, Religious, and the Fake." The positive goes 'Oh yes! Ooh yes!' The negative goes 'Oh no! Oh no!' The religious goes 'Oh God! Oh God!' And the fake one goes 'Oh Ernie! Oh Ernie!'"
An older couple had a son, who was still living at home. The parents were a little worried, as the son was still unable to decide about his future career. They decided to do a small test. They took a ten-dollar bill, a Bible, and a bottle of whiskey, and put them on the front hall table, and hid, pretending they were not home. The father's plan was: "If our son takes the money, he will be a businessman, if he takes the Bible, he will be a priest - but if he takes the bottle of whiskey, I'm afraid our son will be a drunkard." So, the parents waited nervously, hiding in the nearby closet. Peeping through the keyhole they saw their son arrive. The son saw the note they had left. Then, he took the 10-dollar bill, looked at it against the light, and slid it in his pocket. After that, he took the Bible, flicked through it, and took it. Then, he grabbed the bottle, opened it and took a whiff, to get assured of the quality. Then he left for his room, carrying all three items. The father slapped his forehead, and said: "Damn! Our son is going to be a senator someday!"
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