um sorry andy but green is not my signature color [img]wink.gif[/img]
<font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Okay, if you used the front of a ship, THEN it would have worked.Originally posted by Andyman:
Ribbon? *sigh* It's a bow, silly. She wanted us all to bow before her. Must I explain EVERYTHING to you?
Something that shoots arrows? Wouldn't work.
A limb from a tree? Worked as a homophone (or is that a alternative-lifestyle-choice-phone?)
Oddly enough, visual puns need to be verbal puns. Written puns don't have to be...
and *I GOT A GREEN RIBBON!!!! YAY!!!*
um sorry andy but green is not my signature color [img]wink.gif[/img]
for some reason, this seems appropriate...
<font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Smells like PINE-SOLOriginally posted by plain ole' KK:
Here are some ribbons for the rest of you
**starts shaking peoples hands, handing out ribbons**
Nice race...... it was pretty close there........ you'll get them next year tiger......
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actually, that's my feet...
Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road.
As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything she saw,studying every little detail,until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally.
"What's in the bag ?" asked the old woman.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband."
The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two.
Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said...
"Good trade."
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LOL, Peeks!
PART ONE:
Two Minnesotans walk into a pet shop in Dingle. They head to the bird section and Sven says to Hans, "Dat's dem." The owner comes over and asks if he can help them. "Yeah, we'll take four of dem dere little budgies in dat cage up dere," says Sven. The owner puts the budgies in a paper bag. Hans and Sven pay for the birds, leave the shop and get into Sven's pick-up and drive to the top of the Conor Pass.
At the Conor Pass, Sven looks down at the 1000-foot drop and says: "Dis looks like a grand place." He takes two birds out of the bag, puts them on his shoulders and jumps off the cliff. Hans watches as Sven falls all the way to the bottom, killing himself stone dead. Looking down at the remains of his best pal, Hans shakes his head and says:
"Dis budgie jumping is too dangerous for me."
PART TWO:
Moments later Ole arrives up at Conor Pass. He's been to the pet shop too and walks up to the edge of the cliff carrying another paper bag in one hand and a shotgun in the other. "Hi, Hans. Watch dis," Ole says. He takes a parrot from the bag and throws himself over the edge of the cliff. Hans watches as half way down, Ole takes the gun and shoots the parrot. Ole continues to plummet down and down until he hits the bottom and breaks every bone in his body.
Hans shakes his head and says, "And I'm never trying dat parrotshooting either."
BUT WAIT!!!!.....There's MORE!!
PART THREE:
Hans is just getting over the shock of losing two friends when Lars appears. He's also been to the pet shop and is carrying a paper bag out of which he pulls a chicken. Lars then grasps the chicken by the legs holds it over his head and hurls himself off the cliff and disappears down and down until he hits a rock and breaks his spine.
Once more Hans shakes his head
- "First der was Sven with his budgie jumping,
den Ole parrotshooting .....
and now Lars is hengliding....."
I bought a new lamp today. Sorry if this off topic, but I didn't read anything posted above this.
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