Friday, June 23, 2006
Escudero: It's joke time!
By Edcer Escudero
Wit or without
THE state of affairs in the country is too messy for comfort. Ponder on these recent developments:
* The series of bombings in Metro Manila, albeit seemingly harmless because no lives were lost, but which embarrassed police authorities who admitted not having any clue as to who are the perpetrators.
* Oil prices are still uncontrollable as these continue to soar higher and higher, soliciting curses from militants and ordinary motorists.
* The political opposition is bent on driving President Arroyo out of Malacañang as they brace themselves for another impeachment rap.
* Youth rumbles in slum barangays give the police added headache.
* Bogus beauties belonging to the Third Sex are demanding party list representation in the Halls of Congress.
* The Catholic Church, thru its alarmist bishops, has become more brazen in meddling in the affairs of the state putting up an overly critical, if not dictatorial, posturing concerning every move, action and policy of the Arroyo government.
I guess we all need a respite from all of the above disturbances, lest we suffer from attitudinal discomfiture, or worse, lose our mental equilibrium.
It's time to view things in the proper perspective. Let's calm down and be cool. Let's laugh and have a positive outlook on life itself. After all, laughter, it is said, is the best medicine to neutralize frustration or anger.
So, let me share with you a few of my favorite jokes culled from newspapers and magazines. If you've heard or read these before, well, you're free to laugh again. Here goes:
Change of voice: A boy's voice changes when he becomes a man. A girl's voice changes, too, when she becomes a wife.
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Scare Stiff: A man casually handed a bank teller a piece of paper with this urgent message: "This is a hold-up. Give me a bundle of money, and make it fast!"
After a quick glance at the little note, the middle-aged lady teller pulled out a blank card, scribbled something on it and slipped it thru the glass hole. It read: "You have five seconds to leave before I press the alarm button."
The man promptly disappeared.
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Where's Hell? A middle level executive went home much earlier than usual. Surprised, the better half asked what brought him home so early. His reply: "The boss and I had an argument. He raised his voice, and so did I. He lost his cool and told me to "go to hell. So I came home."
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