Posts Tagged ‘Pun’

Monster in a village

Thursday, March 20th, 2008

Out far away in the himalayas there was a small village that was constantly terrified by this terrible monster named the medecrin.

The medicrin would come down to the village once a week and eat one of the villagers. Now, as you would guess, the population of the village decreased greatly after a few months of this, so, the chief of the village called forth the greatest hunter he could get and told him to hunt down and kill the medicrin.

So, after much talk, the hunter finally agreed to kill the medicrine. But the hunter, being smart, decided he would have to trap the monster to kill it, figuring he would get eaten if he faced it head on.

So he looked in his himalayan monster field book and found out that medicrins like sugar, so he ordered all the villagers to dig a deep hole and fill it with all the sugar in the village.

Later that week, the medicrine came down to the village. When it went after it`s usual meal, it saw the pit of sugar, looked at it a moment, and then went after another villager.

After the medicrin left, the chief called up the great hunter, and scolded the hunter for failing, but the hunter convinced the chief to give him another chance, and the chief agreed.

The next day, the hunter looked back to his himalayan monster field book and found that medicrins like loons even more than sugar.

So the great hunter went out, caught a loon, and placed it in the pit with the sugar. Now, it turns out that loons like sugar even more than medicrins, so the loon ate up all the sugar. So, a few days later the medicrine returned on time for it`s villager feast.

But, as it was heading for the village, the medicrin saw the pit with the loon. The medicrin imediatly became hungry for loon, so it climbed down into the pit and at the loon. But, as soon as it finished the loon off, it fell over, deader than a doornail.

The moral of the story? A loon full of sugar helps the medecrin go down.

(thank you AhaJokes.com)

Orlando, Florida

Sunday, March 16th, 2008

    Firstly I want to welcome you, the reader, to my new blog.  I’ve spent time blogging in the past but this is the first time I have included it on my personal site.  I’ll make the same disclaimer I made with the first two blogs I wrote: This is not a life story.  I may write about some events of my life but don’t expect that.  I will probably share fun stories, funny posts from other sites or family events.

Currently, I am in a hotel room in Orlando, Florida.  The First National Bank of Olathe sent me down here to a Business Continuity Planning (read Disaster Recovery) conference.  This place is absolutely amazing.  The hotel is absurd!  It’s nicer than even the hotel I stayed in at the 2003 Final Four.  You can see the hotel here.  There is a “Lazy River” pool that you can float on for hours and the view is literally amazing.  I could brag all day about this place so I’ll stop now.

Kansas wins!  We beat Texas today for the 3rd consecutive Big 12 conference championship.  I like the way the hawks played today.  They looked impressive even in the close fought game.  To me it looked like we have finally figured out how to close games.  Our losses this year came from a team that seemed to have a mental block on winning close games.  It doesn’t hurt any that we hit 15 three pointers!  Most impressive stat of all: 26 made baskets 25 assists!  Thats almost an assist for EVERY made basket.  This shows how un-SELF-ish our team really plays.

Now for some humor (taken from ahajokes.com):

A tribe within Africa

There was a tribe in Africa which was very fierce and warring…they would battle all the tribes in the area, and they always won. As a victory trophy, they would take the throne of the chief of the defeated tribe and carry it home, chanting victory chants and singing the whole way. When they got home, they would put the throne in the attic of the grass hut. This went on for quite some time, and soon the throne collection grew, adding to the prestige of the tribe.

One day, they battled a tribe of farily large people, some might call them giants. They won, and they struggled to get the throne home…but the chanting and joyesness prevailed as usual. When they got home, they had the ritual of putting the throne in the attic of the grass hut, but the weight was too much. The ceiling collapsed, killing everyone on the tribe.

The moral: People who live in grass houses shouldn’t stow thrones.