Nancy Pelosi, Queen Elizabeth, and Vladimir Putin all die and go to Hell. While there, they spy a red phone and ask what the phone is for. The Devil tells them it is for calling back to Earth. Putin asks to call Russia and talks for 5 minutes. When he is finished the Devil informs him that the cost is a million dollars, so Putin writes him a check.
Next, Queen Elizabeth calls England and talks for 30 minutes. When she is finished the Devil informs her that the cost is 6 million dollars, so she writes him a check.
Finally, Pelosi gets her turn and talks for 4 hours. When finished, the Devil informs her that the cost is $5.00.
When Putin hears this he goes ballistic and asks the Devil why Pelosi got to call the USA so cheaply. The Devil smiles and replies, “Since Biden took over, the country’s gone to hell, so it’s a local call.”
A daughter asks her mother, “What are character qualities that I should look for in a marriage partner? You know, for someone that I will be spending my future with.”
The mother replied, ”Go ask your father, he did better than I did.”
The Clarifying Editor: What is the deal with DNA, LL ?
The Not Political Party Cat: As most loyal readers know, DNA is like a blue print to make something that lives. Here is an ancient example ( older than Nancy & Joe combined. ) If you look closely you can just barely make out an ancient frying pan.
If you read each subsection, genes, cells, chromosomes, etc. let me know if you think these guidelines for reproducing are an accident or by chance–like the lottery.
Here is FJB’s three ( 3 ) letter word. The Jeopardy link just made it stupider.
Nancy can’t count either. Here are her three ( 3 ) baskets.
This guy should get the Chinese to apologize for such a stupid idea. If stealing culture was such a horror, stealing inventions made by White People would be on the list. Pocahontas agrees with The Sphinx.
On the first day of Spring Training, a baseball scout brings a race horse with him to add to the starting line-up. The coach asks, “What did you bring that horse here for?”
The scout replies, “Wait until you see him bat.”
All the players are laughing, until the horse comes to bat. At this point, the horse grabs the bat, and everyone quiets down. They stare at the horse. The pitcher, just shrugs his shoulders, and throws the ball toward home plate when astonishingly the horse hits the ball deep in the outfield.
The horse just stands there and does not move. The manager then yells at the baseball scout to tell the horse to run to first base. The scout looks back at the manager and yells back, “If he could run, he’d be at Belmont!”
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