A flight attendant watched a passenger trying to stuff his belongings in the overhead bin of the plane. It seemed obvious that he should have checked his over-sized luggage.
Irritated, the man snorted, “I don’t have this problem when I fly other airlines.”
The flight attendant smiled, “When you fly other airlines, I don’t have this problem either.”
Karen invited some friends to dinner. At the table, she turned to her six-year-old daughter and said, “Would you like to say grace?”
The little girl fumbled a bit and said, “I wouldn’t know what to say, Mommy.”
“Just say a prayer that you’ve heard me say before,” said the mother.
The girl thought for a minute, then bowed her head and said, “Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?”
“You’re late!” sneered the manager to his blonde secretary.
“It was awful,” she explained. “I was walking to work down Elm street and there was a terrible accident. A man was thrown from his car and he was lying in the middle of the street. His leg was broken, his skull was fractured, and there was blood everywhere. Thank God I took that first aid course.”
“What did you do?” asked the manager.
“I sat down and put my head between my knees to keep from fainting.”
You don’t see too many people hang-gliding deep down in Kentucky, but Ol’ John Hickory decided to save up and get a hang glider. He took his new toy to the highest mountain and readied to take flight. After a taking a few deep breaths, John took off running and when he reached the edge he sailed off into the wind.
Meanwhile, Maw and Paw were sitting on their porch swing, talking about the good ol’ days. That’s when maw spotted the biggest bird she had ever seen!
Maw pointed to the sky and said, “Look at the size of that bird, Paw!”
As he stood to his feet, Paw said, “Git me my gun, Maw.”
After briefly running into the house, Maw brought Paw his pump action shotgun.
He took careful aim before taking his shot, then BLAM!
The monster bird continued to sail silently over the tree tops.
With a look of concern, Maw said, “I think ya missed him, Paw.”
“Yeah,” replied Paw, “but at least he let go of Ol’ John!”
Banana Pepper Passion
After I moved into my house, the south side was committed to the task of growing food. Of course I had the obligatory tomato plants, because as you may know, there’s a law in Ohio that requires every household to grow them. I’ve also grown my fair share of other veggies to various degrees of success.
Some years were better than others, but the sweet banana peppers were consistently in the process of bearing fruit throughout the summer. Sadly, I didn’t know what to do with fresh grown banana peppers at that time, so I gave most of them away.
Keep in mind I’ve always loved those jars of banana pepper rings, but I honestly didn’t know how to make them until about two years ago. I found an easy online recipe for them, tried it, and was blown away. This goes well beyond the difference between store bought and home grown tomatoes. This was a life altering event. Store bought jars were rendered nearly inedible thanks to my new found superpowers.
So previously I’d only planted two to four banana pepper plants, but last year I upped it to six! I produced several quart mason jars from just those six plants. This year, I decided to go… a little crazy.
48 Banana Pepper Plants!
I moved the mandatory tomato plants to the east end and planted two banana pepper beds of 24 plants each. It’s mid June, and I’ve already got banana peppers nearing harvest. Oh yeah! This is mass production time!
So I’ll probably be posting banana pepper updates throughout the summer. I’m eager to see just how much I can produce in spite of having such a small plot of land.
Kudos
Another great week ahead with jokes from George, but of course I invite everyone to send in jokes via the Flush Twice submission page. My email address is still flush2x@gmail.com, and you can send jokes to me there as well.
Thanks for stopping by today, and have a terrific week!
Pax,
-f2x
Over breakfast one morning, Dale asked his wife what she would like for her birthday.
“I’d love to be six again,” she replied.
A few days later on the morning of her birthday, Dale got her up bright and early and took her to a local amusement park. They rode the roller coaster, the log floom, the carousel, and every other ride imaginable.
Several hours later, they staggered out of the park and went to a fast food restaurant for cheeseburgers, fries, and milkshakes.
After that, it was off to the movies! They saw the latest Disney adventure complete with popcorn, candy, and sodas!
Finally she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed.
He leaned over and lovingly asked, “Well, dear, what was it like being six again?”
She sat up in bed and glared at him, “You moron! I meant my dress size.”
While visiting the Annapolis Naval Academy, a tourist noticed several students on their hands and knees assessing the courtyard with pencils and clipboards in hand.
“What are they doing?” she asked the tour guide.
“Every year,” the guide replied with a grin, “the upperclassmen ask the freshmen how many bricks it took to finish paving this courtyard.”
Out of earshot of the freshmen, the curious lady asked the guide, “So tell me, what’s the correct answer?”
The guide guide raised an eyebrow and said, “One.”
A kangaroo kept getting out of his enclosure at the zoo. Knowing that he could hop pretty high, the zoo officials put up a ten-foot fence.
The next morning the kangaroo was out sauntering around the zoo again, so a twenty-foot fence was put up.
Again he got out, so they erected a fence 30 feet high.
The camel in the next pen asked the kangaroo, “How high do you think they’ll go?”
The kangaroo shrugged, “That all depends on how long it takes before somebody starts to lock the gate at night!”
Ernie and Sarah were celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary.
At the party, everybody wanted to know how they managed to stay married so long.
Ernie explained “When we were first married, we came to an agreement. I would make all the major decisions, and my wife would make all the minor decisions.”
Sarah added, “And in 60 years of marriage, we have never needed to make a major decision.”
