A Flying Joke

"Dudley Henriques" wrote

Hell, don't laugh, but there was once a funded project at one of the service
test pilot schools (I'm in fear of my life here if I divulge too much :-)
where the potential military use of the Frisbee was studied.

Let's see. It could be made as a hand grenade. I'll bet you could throw it
further, shaped like a Frisbee. It could also have a little hook, and thrown
around a corner.

Just be careful to not throw it too high up into the air, or it will act like a
boomerang, and explode back at your feet!

Hey, then it could be called a bomb-er-ang. Or a boob-meringue! g
--
Jim in NC

I have come to regret having started this thread.

Never the less, what could be a more appropiate way to end it with a
lawyer/dumb blond/ airplane joke?


Seat belts fastened?


Subject: The Lawyer and the Blonde


The Lawyer and the Blonde

A lawyer and a blonde woman are sitting next to each other
on a long
flight. The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun
game. The blonde
is
tired and just wants to take a nap, so she politely
declines and tries
to
catch a few winks.

The lawyer persists, that the game is a lot of fun. "I ask
you a
question,
and if you don't know the answer, you pay me only $5; you
ask me one,
and if I don't know the answer, I will pay you $500."

This catches the blonde's attention; and, to keep him
quiet, she
agrees to play the game. The lawyer asks the first
question. "What's the
distance from the earth to the moon?" The blonde doesn't
say a word,
reaches in to her purse, pulls out a five-dollar bill, and
hands it to
the
lawyer.

Now, it's the blonde's turn. She asks the lawyer, "What
goes up a hill
with three legs, and comes down with four?"

The lawyer uses his laptop, searches all references. He
uses the Air
phone;
he searches the Net and even the Library of Congress. He
sends e-mails
to all the smart friends he knows, all to no avail.

After one hour of searching he finally gives up. He wakes
up the
blonde and hands her $500. The blonde takes the $500 and
goes back to
sleep.

The lawyer is going nuts not knowing the answer. He wakes
her up and
asks, "Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and
comes down with
four?"

The blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5 and
goes back to
sleep.

Morgans wrote:

"Dudley Henriques" wrote

Hell, don't laugh, but there was once a funded project at one of the
service test pilot schools (I'm in fear of my life here if I divulge
too much :-) where the potential military use of the Frisbee was studied.

Let's see. It could be made as a hand grenade. I'll bet you could throw
it further, shaped like a Frisbee. It could also have a little hook,
and thrown around a corner.

Just be careful to not throw it too high up into the air, or it will act
like a boomerang, and explode back at your feet!

Hey, then it could be called a bomb-er-ang. Or a boob-meringue! g

I knew it...we HAVE to get a life!!!
Actually, I think the only idea that came out of the TPS "research"
might have been Odd Job's Hat :-)
DH

Tina wrote:
I have come to regret having started this thread.

Never the less, what could be a more appropiate way to end it with a
lawyer/dumb blond/ airplane joke?

Funny! But I didn't see any dumb blonde in the joke. :-)

So a priest, a rabbi, and a blonde walk into a bar and the bartender says
"What is this, a joke?"

Meanwhile, across town, another priest, another rabbi, and an imam walk
into a bar and the imam asks "What am I doing in a bar joke?"

Meanwhile, back at the ranch....

("Jim Logajan" wrote)
Funny! But I didn't see any dumb blonde in the joke. :-)


.....the lawyer was also blonde.

Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?

A: To prove to the raccoon it could be done.


Paul-Mont

"Tina" wrote in message oups.com...
You know, as a professional shrink with an academic post, I'm thinking
this could be an interesting research project -- humor and older
pilots. Let's see if I can remember it when I'm back in my office
discussing thesis topics.

Hey, it makes as much or more sense as some of the other projects that
are funded.




Be sure to send some of the grant money my way. I can come up with all sorts of bad jokes that old folks will not laugh
at...

:-]

Tina wrote in news:1184195608.163185.159640
@n60g2000hse.googlegroups.com:

Yes, it's a part 135 joke, not a part 91 one, sent to me by a Jewish
friend.

THE FLIGHT

It was mealtime during a flight on El-Al. "Would you like dinner?"

the flight attendant asked Moishe, seated in front.

''What are my choices?" Moishe asked

"Yes or no," she replied.

--------------------------------------
Well, I thought is was funny.


It's funniest if you've actually flown El Al.


Of course, these days, most airlines are following that standard. In fact,
most airlines have stopped asking the question altogether...

"El Maximo" wrote in message
...

http://ruminate.net/pdm/humor/work-well-together/

Looks like a fun project.

Way back in my Navy days in Maryland, we used to attach tiny banners to
them and allow them to fly around the Nuclear Power School. Sometimes you
would see the same banner (with the same un-PC message) orbiting the hallways
for several days.

Vaughn

"El Maximo" wrote in news:4mpli.165455$Sa4.48219
@bgtnsc05-news.ops.worldnet.att.net:

"Kingfish" wrote in message
My fly-eliminating record is unmatched. I saw the fly's takeoff
demonstrated years ago in slow-motion and have *effectively* adjusted
my approach. Instead of attacking from overhead, you surround the
target (hapless fly) from the sides and when he figgers out something
bad is about to happen and jumps up (and backwards as Morgans pointed
out) - SPLAT!!! Terminated with extreme prejudice.

That's too cruel. What you do is move your opened hand rapidly behind the
fly. Just as you pass an inch over the fly, close your fist. It turns out
you just caught a fly. Repeat this three times and follow these
instructions:

http://ruminate.net/pdm/humor/work-well-together/

But can you do it with Chopsticks, Grasshopper?