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[“Blade Gunner”? So, eh? Whatever happened to Oscar Pistorius? Got Pist once too often? Or ‘e yuss… forgot who he was living with? What the roommate smelled like even? What??? He “thinks” he’s being invaded by some UNKNOWN INTRUDER at o’dark-thirty in the mourning WHO LETS HERSELF IN WITH A KEY??? He then EMPTIES...
[We interrupt our previously posted serious survey to bring you this regularly scheduled joke. BTW, thanks to all who have already responded to that survey. You’ve given some excellent opinions!] Ingelhook Wineries present… REAL WOMEN OF GENIUS {Real gals of geeeeeene-yuss} Today we lift our goblet to you, Mrs. Ultra-Listserv-Posting Soon-To-Be-Divorced Public Announcer. {Missus...
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[Hey! We’re all still alive today! So, welcome to BJF–and I mean, REALLY Bad Joke Friday. Damn Mayo (Mayonnaise?) peeps had us BS’d for over a thousand years. Or, something like that. Of course, I’m 800 and don’t remember. I never did pay any mind to “Mayans,” although methinks someone just re-minded that “Maya” is...
Bud Light presents… REAL MEN OF GENIUS {Real men of geeeeeene-yuss} Today we salute you, Mr. Anal-Retentive Runner and Bodily-Functions-Forever-Over-the-Internet Reporter. {Mis-ter taaaaaaaaaaaaake a looooooook at my blis-ter puss!} It takes a pretty special kind of cowboy with some pretty powerful urges to always want to publicize the athlete’s post-race excess fungal webbing in...
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[Welcome to Bad Joke Friday, and to antiquity. Today’s joke, or rather subject matter, has to do with something we all were born with–some of us a loooong long time ago. Our ancestors were born with it (them) too. It’s hard to say just who was in power when that scene all changed, but...
Ingelhook Wineries present… REAL WOMEN OF GENIUS {Real gals of geeeeeene-yuss} Today we raise our glass to you, Miss Ultra-Organized Super-Planning Leave-Nothing-To-Chance Footracer. {Miss Best Thing Ever In-vennnnn-ted Was The Brother Label-making Machiiiiiiiiiine!} There isn’t a blank space anywhere in your totally bulky 16-ring-loose-leaf weekly planner. You have your every activity itemized by the...
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[Hello again! After all this *time*! Where did it go? Where does time ever go? Maybe it was never here to begin with! In any event, since it–once again–seems to be Friday and therefore full of jokes, bad or otherwise, AND since the running and ultrarunning communities have just received word that our beloved...
Bud Light presents… REAL MEN OF GENIUS {Real men of geeeeeene-yuss} Today we salute you, Mr. Over-The-Hill-Trail-Running/Hitting-On Chick Non-Magnet. {Mis-ter ollllllllld enough to be her graaaaaaaaaaandfatherrrrrrrrrrrrrr!} What, after all, makes you think she could possibly have any interest whatsoever in your reporting of your performance at the first-ever Chicago Marathon? Back in the days...
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[Good Aftermourning, my fiends! Hey, it’s almost Halloween; and so, boos & ghouls, y’all must be “fiends,” eh? Anyway, again it’s Bad Joke Friday and I have nothing for ya. Which is precisely why I’m upchucking the following instead. Happy All Hallows’ Eve, everyone! And wherever you’re running tomorrow, just remember: I won’t be running...
[Again I’m indebted to Nancy Shura for this suggestion.] Bud Light presents… REAL MEN OF GENIUS {Real men of geeeeeene-yuss} Today we salute you, Mr. Exception-Demander for Admittance to Filled-Up Footraces. {Mis-ter oh-come-on doancha want/doancha even looooove mee doood!} Yes, they gave you warnings. Yes, they told you well ahead of time to send...
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