Notes from a bemused canuck
Posts Tagged “the hand”
20 04 2017admin in uncategorized, tags: muppets, the hand
30 03 2016admin in uncategorized, tags: the hand
How many Freudian analysts does it take to change a lightbulb?
What do you call a cow with no legs?
What did the perverted frog say?
What do you call a fake noodle?
What’s large, grey and doesn’t matter?
What do you call a snobbish prisonner falling down stars?
What do you call a nun in a wheelchair?
What did the fish say when it swam into a wall?
How do you feel when you’re out of coffee?
How do you catch a bra?
Why did Mozart kill all his chickens?
What does a Mexican decorator put under his carpet?
What kind of dinosaur has the best vocabulary?
What’s the difference between a hippo and a zippo?
What do you call someone who points out the obvious?
What does do vegan zombies eat?
What do sprinters eat before a race?
What did one ocean say to the other ocean?
What do you call two Spanish guys playing basketball?
A man walks into a bar holding a piece of asphalt.
How does Moses make his tea?
What did the grape say when it got stepped on?
Did you hear that Santa relocated his workshop to Brazil?
Why did the pig stop sunbathing?
Dyslexic man walks into a bra.
I went to a zoo the other day, there was only one dog in it. It was a shitzu.
Sandwich walks into a bar. The bartender says “get out, we don’t serve food here”.
Font walks into a bar. The bartender says “get out, we don’t serve your type here”.
Did you hear the one about the blonde bank robber? She tied up the safe and blew the guard.
How do you keep a blonde busy?
How do you keep a blonde in the shower all day?
Why do blondes stare at orange juice containers for hours on end?
Why’d the blonde get fired from the M&M factory?
A Mormon, a Muslim, and a Buddhist walked into a bar,
“We don’t allow faster than light travel in here”, said the bartender.
17 10 2012admin in uncategorized, tags: random shit, slice of life, the hand
For something without eyes, the hand can sure roll them and be very expressive.
Katy and I have built-in hand puppets that seem to have a life of their own. They can be quite opinionated (Katy’s hand is quite adamant that Rhianna is a skanky ho festering with chlamydia and herpes). We;re not entirely sure when they came to life, nor are we really sure if we’re completely sane or not.
Still, they seem harmless and making them talk at the dinner table seems to wind Mel up to no extent, so it’s all good.
Current Mood: Amused