Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site bmcg.UUCP Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!burl!ulysses!mhuxl!ihnp4!zehntel!hplabs!sdcrdcf!sdcsvax!bmcg!mikel From: mikel@bmcg.UUCP Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: Sick Humor Message-ID: <1285@bmcg.UUCP> Date: Tue, 21-Aug-84 11:51:41 EDT Article-I.D.: bmcg.1285 Posted: Tue Aug 21 11:51:41 1984 Date-Received: Thu, 23-Aug-84 01:33:19 EDT Organization: Burroughs Corporation, San Diego Lines: 29 [Row, row, row your bits, gently down the stream...] "Yes," said the cannibal after dinner, "my wife makes a good soup, but I'm sure going to miss her." --------------- "Why don't you come to dinner tonight," says the first cannibal. "We're having my mother-in-law." "I don't like your mother-in-law," says the second cannibal. "In that case," says the first, "just come for dessert and coffee." --------------- Q: What's the best way to call a mean gorilla? A: Long distance. --------------- During a portion of Beethovan's Ninth Symphony in which there are no bass violin parts, one of the bassists passes a bottle of scotch around. The bass section becomes totally looped, but the conductor remains unaware of what's going on. His assistant decides he must let him know, so he passes him a note: "Top of the Ninth, Basses loaded." --------------- My darling wife was always glum. I drowned her in a cask of rum, And so made sure that she would stay in better spirits night and day. Jokes by Paul Dickson