We’ve been hitting politics all week, and I’m calling “time-out” for the day. There’ll be time for politics tomorrow.
Instead, we thought you’d enjoy some of these graphs that we found on the humor site, GraphJam.com (which now appears to have been absorbed into another website?).
Have a great one, gang.
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Eight sevenths of all people don’t understand fractions……..
So what you’re saying is: some people don’t understand them even the SECOND time they see them?
You guys are way to funny!
Those are pretty humorous and so true.
On an off topic, what’s not funny is, Mr. G was taken to the hospital by ambulance night before last but good news is, he’s being released today. They diagnosed him with heart arrhythmia, he’s never had an issue before, they don’t know what caused it.
Glad that he’s okay, Phoebes. As for not knowing what causes stuff like that: it’s weird to say, but stuff like that sometimes …, …well, sometimes just happens. I’ve watched it (up close and personal) with my own family.
Regardless, please know that both of you are in our prayers over here.
And tell Mr G to shape up, so he can get out on the links and sink another hole-in-one!!!
Thanks for the prayers. Don’t know how much shaping up he needs to do, I still enjoy looking at him.
About them links, you trying to encourage him to make me a golf widow just for a measly hole in one? Shame on you!!
C’mon, Phoebes: one round of golf/week does not a “golf widow” make……
Are there really more lyrics to YMCA than YMCA?
It takes a “Village People” to answer that, Phoebe……
Bet Hillary knows the lyrics.
Of the most common lies ever told, I was surprised that ‘Yes’ did not make the cut.
Actually, James, I was more surprised that no one has picked up on the Smoke Alarm graph.
In my house, we use it as an alternative to the dinner bell.
I got a laugh out of that one too. At one point, I just resorted to microwaves and crock-pots, because the only alternative was just to yank the detector — being a firm believer in Murphy’s Law, I decided against it. Inevitably, the house would have burned down soon after.
I’m with you on the Murphy’s Law thinking, James.
Actually, I also fear that the alarm will go off in the middle of the night someday, and rather than run out of the house, we’ll all just go wash our hands for dinner.
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Awww, c’mon, JTR! Mrs. JTR hasn’t killed or injured anyone with her cooking in years!
She has had rather a good run lately………
I just thought it was a given.
A “given”?
Isn’t that one of those apes with the white face?
Ohhh, that’s “gibbon”.
My bad…..
The most common lie ever is when you greet someone and ask them “how you doing?” when you really don’t care. I had a customer once that every morning would ask me “how are you” and I always said fine, lie number 2, one morning I decided to test to see if he really cared and surprised him with 10 minutes of telling him why I wasn’t doing so good, he listened politely but never asked again how I was doing. lol
I learned from one of my dearest friends (Mr. “Hatfield”) to reply in a superlative when asked how I’m doing.
Trust me: when you reply “Absolutely FANTASTIC” (or something along those lines), and do it sincerely with a huge smile, it quite often shocks people out of their normal “Howareyou/fine” routine.
Plus, oddly, it makes YOU feel better…..
But then you make them feel like crap, hey maybe I should try that. lol
I think the “terms of service” segment of the pie chart should be larger…seriously, has anyone EVER read all the fine print, especially online? And I personally think Mrs. JTR (aka my sister-in-law) is a fine cook. My own smoke alarm mainly reminds me that I need to clean my oven (except not now, because we bought a new oven, so we should be safe for awhile).
JTR….CLEARLY GBL was NOT at the now infamous “Taco Night”…….
Around my house, we usually refer to that evening as “the-party-that-shall-not-be-named”…
Somehow missed that party. Divine intervention perhaps.
Without a doubt, Mrs. JTR can broil a checkbook in the oven like no one else.
One of my all-time favorite cooking-disaster stories, Hatfield, …although I admit to having SEVERAL favorites…