Wow, who needs a Break from all this “RV” stuff and callin’ it every day and bashing those Hack Gurus like Tony TNT, Okie Oil Man and the rest of them!
Well, how about a little “Coffee Break Comedy” for our Thursday – just to help us get through another week of waiting? LOL!!!
This email was sent to me by our Skype Room‘s regular contributor Marc G, and it is just a series of excellent jokes which will make you smile. I’m not sure who “Tony” is which is the “butt” of these jokes – it is such a common name you know. Enjoy!
Tony on math
Teacher asks her class: “If there are 5 birds sitting on a fence and you shoot one of them, how many will be left?” She calls on Tony.
Well normally we take great delight in “bashing” those Hack Gurus like Okie and the sort, but today we came across this really funny “Job Application” to McDonalds…
And since the IQD has not “RV’d” (yet) and some of you like us may be out there looking for Jobs, or even if you have one now, but have had to fill out one of those “stupid” Job Applications (like we have had to) then you will get a really good laugh out of this! Enjoy!
~ Mr. IQD
This is an actual job application that a 17 year old boy submitted to McDonald’s in Florida… and they hired him because he was so honest and funny!
McDonalds (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
SEX:Not yet. Still waiting for the right person.
DESIRED POSITION:Company’s President or Vice President. But seriously, whatever’s available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn’t be applying here in the first place.DESIRED SALARY:$185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that’s not possible, make an offer and we can haggle.EDUCATION:Yes.
A redhead was well over the speed limit when she asked her blonde passenger, “See any cops behind us?” The blonde turned around for a long look. “Hey, yeah, I do.” “Damn!” said the redhead. “Are his flashers on?” The blonde replied, “Yep, nope. Yep, nope. Yep, nope.”
Blonde Joke #2: “First Class to Vegas”
The blonde plopped down in First Class in spite of her Coach ticket. The stewardess informed her, “Miss, you’re going to have to move to your seat.” But the blonde merely smiled smugly. “Honey, you don’t understand: I’m cute, I’m blonde, and when I get to Las Vegas, I’m going to be rich.” Even the head stewardess couldn’t make her move. “I’m cute, I’m blonde, and when I get to Las Vegas, I’m going to be rich.” Finally the Captain was summoned. He whispered in the blonde’s ear, she gave him a surprised look, then stood up and moved quietly to Coach. The stewardesses were impressed. “What did you say to get her to leave?” “Oh, I just told her ‘First Class doesn’t stop in Las Vegas!’”