Showing posts with label mad cow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mad cow. Show all posts

Saturday, October 18, 2014

BREAKING NEWS


MAD COW STORMS MCDONALD'S AND MASSACRES 67 PEOPLE WHILE HAMBURGERS WATCH AND CHEER!

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PLASTIC SURGEON MELTS - LIGHTS TOO HOT IN OPERATING ROOM

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HISTORIANS DISCOVER THAT COLUMBUS COULD NOT SIT STILL.

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POLICE FIND SUSPECT IN DICTIONARY
 (IT WAS BEFORE SUSPEND AND AFTER SUSHI)

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EIFFEL TOWER LOVES FRENCH FRIES!

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STONEHENGE ROCKS!

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VOICES ESCAPE THROUGH HOLE IN HEAD!


VANDALS SMASH GLASS REPORT OF RECENT EVENTS.


Friday, October 10, 2014

ALL ABOUT EBOLA




An Ebola virus goes to its doctor and the doctor asks, "What seems to be the problem?"
The Ebola virus says, "I think I caught a human being."
"What makes you think that?" asks the doctor.

"Well," says the Ebola virus, "I've started thinking that my fellow viruses are causing all my problems and I want to kill them."
"Yep," says the doctor, "you've definitely caught a human being."  He starts writing a prescription.  "I'm going to prescribe a bottle of rational thinking.  It will get rid of your human being, and prevent you from being infected by others."






Q: Why did the Ebola virus cross the road?
A:  To infect a chicken.





An Ebola virus walks into a bar and the bartender asks, "What will it be?"
The Ebola virus says, "I'll have a fever and sore throat on the rocks, thanks."
As the bartender fixes the drink he says, "You must be new around here.  I haven't seen you before."
"I've been around," says the Ebola virus, "I just never came in here.  It's lonely being famous.  I'm hoping to meet some other viruses to share the spotlight."
"You've come to the right place," says the bartender.  "You can pickup all kinds of viruses here.  This place is better than a hospital.  Our patrons include AIDS, Mad Cow, Gonorrhea, Malaria, and the flu to name a few."
"Well, where are they?" asks the Ebola virus.  "The place seems deserted."
"Don't worry," says the bartender, "they'll be here soon.  They always come at Unhappy Hour."





"Are you here for the same problem?" asks the doctor.
"No," says the Ebola virus, "I finished the bottle of rational thinking, and it cured me."
"So what's the problem?" asks the doctor.
"I'm depressed," says the Ebola virus.
"Why?" asks the doctor.
"The human being that had infected me," says the Ebola virus, "is on the Internet writing blogs."
"Don't worry," says the doctor, "no one will read them."