Dyslexics Untie!

Boring in Life? I’m talking to Tracy, and she asked me why I’m so much funnier in my blog than in life. Good question.

A Tracy and a Terry Walk into a Room:  I’m hanging with wife Terry and sis-in-law Tracy and they’re in an unusually foul mood. I say, “I see it must be that time of month. That reminds me of a joke.” Terry loses her cool and says, “PMS jokes are not funny! Period!”

My efforts at apology were not going anywhere, and then my wife said, “My mood has nothing to do with PMS, I think I have a bladder infection.”

I replied, “Well, then, I think urine trouble.”

Eight-year-old Ava gets into the Act: Ava decided to turn on the humor. Unfortunately, though women are superior to men in most aspects, humor ain’t one of them. See: Women Just Ain’t Funny.

Ava:  Knock knock?

Dad:  Who’s there?

Ava:  Banana.

Dad:  Banana who?

Ava:  A banana is waiting for you to say orange.

Intermission:  Sun and snow in one day – the first days of spring we woke up to snow, but by afternoon it was gone. See pictures on right and left.

A Dyslexic Walks Into a Bra…and for the grand finale: I got my medical documents back and they messed up. They said I have Type A blood, but it was actually a Type O…ba-ba-boo-ya!