Divert your course

Actual radio conversation released by the Chief of Naval Operations, 10-10-95.

Person #1: Please divert your course 15 degrees to the North to avoid a collision.

Person #2: Recommend you divert YOUR course 15 degrees to South to avoid a collision.

Person #1: This is the Captain of a US Navy ship. I say again, divert YOUR course.

Person #2: No. I say again, you divert YOUR course.

Person #1. THIS IS THE AIRCRAFT CARRIER ENTERPRISE, WE ARE A LARGE WARSHIP OF THE US NAVY. DIVERT YOUR COURSE NOW!

Person #2. This is a lighthouse. Your call.


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Some Vacation

A guy books a two-week cruise for himself and his girlfriend. A couple days before the cruise, the travel agent calls and says the cruise has been canceled, but he can get them on a three-day cruise. The guy says "OK." and goes to the pharmacy to buy three Dramamine and three condoms.

Next day, the agent calls back and says he can book a five-day cruise. The guy says he'll take it, returns to the same pharmacy and buys two more Dramamine and two more condoms.

The following day, the travel agent calls again and says he can now book an eight-day cruise, so the guy goes back to the drug store and buys three more Dramamine and three more condoms.

The curious pharmacist asks, "If it makes you sick, how come you keep doing it?"


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Train set

A few days after Christmas, a mother was working in the kitchen and listening to her son playing with his new electric train in the living room, she heard the train stop and her son said: "All of you sons of bitches who want off, get the hell off now because this is the last stop! All of you sons of bitches who are getting on, get your asses on the train as we're leaving!"

The mother went in and told her son, "We don't use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room for 2 hours. When you come out you may play with your train but I want you to use clean language."

2 hours later, mother was still working in the kitchen. Her son comes out of his room and resumes playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say: "All passengers disembarking the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you, thank you for riding with us today and hope your trip was a pleasant one. We hope you will ride with us soon."

"For those of you just boarding, we ask that you store all of your hand luggage under your seat, remember there is no smoking except in the club car. We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today."

"For those of you who are pissed off about the 2 hour delay, please see the bitch in the kitchen."


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Just One Sheep

Two American tourists were being shown round a Scottish highland farm by one of the farm hands. "What do they call you round these parts?" They asked him.

"Now that's a story" he said, "Do you see those stone dykes over there and over those hills yonder? Well I built those. Twenty years I've been building stone dykes, but do they call me Johnny the brickie? Naw. And do you see those wooden barns over there? I built those, but do they call me Johnny the carpenter? Naw. And see those cows over there? I've been looking after those for as long as I can remember. Do they call me Johnny the cowboy? Naw. And those tree stumps there, I cut all those trees down with my chainsaw, and do they call me Johnny the lumberjack? Naw. I shag ONE SHEEP................."


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Gorilla Exterminator

A dude is out in his garden when he spots a gorilla in a tree. Not knowing what to do, he checks out the Yellow Pages(tm) under 'gorilla exterminators'. He calls the service, and a man arrives shortly thereafter.

"How do you remove the gorilla?" the guy asks.

"Simple" replies the exterminator "I got a ball bat, a pit bull, and a shotgun. I climb up the tree, smack the gorilla with the bat, and when he falls, the dog grabs him by the balls until I can load him in the truck."

"So what's the gun for?" the customer asks.

"Well, sometimes the gorilla puts up a fight and knocks me out of the tree first. If that happens, I want you to shoot the damn dog!!"


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Stand-in Priest

A catholic priest was summoned to the Vatican for a three week meeting. Unfortunately, the only substitute available was a young priest with no experience whatsoever.

"I feel up to the challange Father," he said, "but I am not sure about how to run the confessional. What form of pennance do I perscribe for the various sins I will be confronted with?"

The experienced prest left him a list coordinating sins and pennance, and reassuring the young man, he left for Rome.

The young priest's first confessional was soon upon him, and he was quite nervous as he stepped into his both clutching the list his predecessor left him.

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I have had impure thoughts about a woman I work with" came the first voice.

Nervously the young priest checked his list:

Impure thoughts: see also

He then referred to adulterous thoughts and found that 4 hail Marys were appropriate. Relieved, he prescribed the pennance and waited.

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned," said the next person, "I took $50.00 from my employer's desk!"

The young priest looked to his list again, and immediately found:

Stealing:
$10.0010 hail Marys
$100.0020 hail Marys
$1000.0050 hail Marys
$1000.0080 hail Marys and five rosary prayers

After assigning the appropriate pennance, the young priest calmed down and felt confident in his list to provide him with the appropriate answer. He waited a while until his next confessor arrived.

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned," said the next person, "I have engaged in oral sex!"

The young priest again consulted his list. To his dismay, oral sex was not listed. He checked "blow jobs" and everything else he could think of but oral sex was completely absent from the list.

Finally, he grabbed a choir boy, who just happened to be walking by. He asked quite hurriedly, as he knew the confessor was waiting.

"What does the priest give for a blow job?"

"Oh, sometimes a Mars, sometimes a Snickers."


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One day at the Pearly Gates...

St. Peter is sitting at the Pearly gates and moaning and groaning. Jesus walks by and asks what is wrong. Pete says he hasn't had a toilet break for centuries so Jesus asks what he does there and he relieves pete. Along comes this really old man with white hair and beard looking through the gates.
Jesus asks if he can help him.
Old man says he is looking for his son.
Jesus asks for a description and the old guy says his son was loved by everyone on earth and he was a very good person.
Jesus says that description fit most sons up there and could he be more specific.
Old man thinks and then says oh yes, he has holes in his hand and feet. Jesus thinks, oh no, can it be? "Father?"

Old man responds, "Pinnoccio?"


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Cure for sterile pigs

There was this not too bright farmer whose pigs were not reproducing, so he called a vet and asked what he should do because the farmer wanted more pigs. The vet told him he should try artificial insemenation. The farmer not wanting to appear stupid answer okay and hung up the phone. Unclear on what the vet meant by artificial insemenation, the farmer decided it must mean he had to inpregnate the pigs, so he lolded all the pigs in his pick updrove down to the woods and fucked them all. The next day he call ed the vet again, and asked how would he know if the pigs were pregnant. The vet. told him they would be laying down rolling in the mud, but when he looked out the window not a one was laying down. So, he lolded them up in his pickup again, and drove them to the woods and fucked them all agian. But to his dismay they were all standing the next morning. So, again he lolds the pigs in his truck drives them to the woods and fucks them. By the next morning the farmer is beat, so he asks his wife to look out the window and tell him what the pigs are doing. She says "hmmm that's weird they are all in the truck and one of them is blowing the horn."
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The Nervous New Priest

A new Priest was so nervous at his first Mass he could, hardly speak. Before his second appearance in the pulpit, he asked the Monsigner how not to appear so nervous. The Monsigner said, "Next Sunday it may help if you took a few sips of Vodka.

The next Sunday, the new Priest did as instructed and talked up a storm. He felt great, however, upon arriving at the Rectory, he found a note from the Monsignor.

The note read:

  1. The next time, sip rather than gulp.
  2. There are 10 commandments, not 12.
  3. There were 12 disciples, not 10.
  4. We do not refer to the cross as "The Big T".
  5. The recommended grace before meals is not "Rub-a-Dub-Dub, Thanks for the grub, Yea God!"
  6. Do not refer to our Saviour Jesus Christ and his disciples as "JC and the Boys"
  7. David slew Goliath; he did not kick the shit out of him.
  8. The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost are never referred to as "Big Daddy, Junior, and the spook".
  9. It is always Virgin Mary, never "Mary with a Cherry".
  10. Last but not least, next Wednesday there will be a taffy pulling contest at St. Peter's, not a peter pulling contest at St. Taffy's.

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Sheep Lie

This ventriloquist was travelling out in the desert when his car broke down. To kill time while it was getting fixed, he decided to look around the town. He met up with an indian on a horse who had a flock of sheep and his dog with him and the ventriloquist decided to have some fun. He asked the indian if he could talk to his dog. The indian looked puzzled and said, "DOG NO TALK." But, throwing his voice, the ventriloquist asked the dog, "How's this Indian treat you?" and had the dog answer back, "Pretty good... he feeds me well."

The Indian was shocked. When the guy asked to talk to his horse, the Indian said, "HORSE NO TALK." Again, the guy threw his voice and asked the horse, "How's this Indian treat you?" and had the horse answer back, "OK... I like the travel and his wife is very kind to me." Again, the Indian was shocked. When the guy asked to talk to his sheep, the Indian became very nervous and exclaimed, "SHEEP LIE!"


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Course Evaluations

The Best and Worst Comments Received:

"This class was a religious experience for me... I had to take it all on faith."

"Text makes a satisfying `thud' when dropped on the floor."

"The class is worthwhile because I need it for the degree."

"His blackboard technique puts Rembrandt to shame."

"Textbook is confusing... Someone with a knowledge of English should proofread it."

"Have you ever fell asleep in class and awoke in another? That's the way I felt all term."

"In class I learn I can fudge answers and get away with it."

"Keep lecturer or tenure board will be shot."

"The recitation instructor would make a good parking lot attendant. Tries to tell you where to go, but you can never understand him."

"Text is useless. I use it to kill roaches in my room."

"In class the syllabus is more important than you are."

"I am convinced that you can learn by osmosis by just sitting in his class."

"Help! I've fallen asleep and I can't wake up!"

"Problem sets are a decoy to lure you away from potential exam material."

"Recitation was great. It was so confusing that I forgot who I was, where I was, and what I was doing -- it's a great stress reliever."

"He is one of the best teachers I have had... He is well-organized, presents good lectures, and creates interest in the subject. I hope my comments don't hurt his chances of getting tenure."

"I would sit in class and stare out the window at the squirrels. They've got a cool nest in the tree."

"He teaches like Speedy Gonzalez on a caffeine high."

"This course kept me out of trouble from 2-4:30 on Tuesdays and Thursdays."

"Most of us spent the 1st 3 weeks terrified of the class. Then solidarity kicked in."

"Bogus number crunching. My HP is exhausted."

"The absolute value of the TA was less than epsilon."

"TA steadily improved throughout the course... I think he started drinking and it really loosened him up."

"Information was presented like a ruptured fire hose -- spraying in all directions -- no way to stop it."

"I never bought the text. My $60 was better spent on the Led Zeppelin tapes that I used more while doing the problem sets that I would have used the text."

"What's the quality of the text? 'Text is printed on high quality paper.'"


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Kids say the darnedest things!

Kids say the darnedest things. Some grade school teachers must agree with that, because they keep journals of amusing things their students have written in papers. Here are a few examples:

from Humour Digest #72


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Quotable Quayle

"I was recently on a tour of Latin America, and the only regret I have was that I didn't study Latin harder in school so I could converse with those people."
J. Danforth Quayle

"If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure."

J. Danforth Quayle

"Republicans understand the importance of bondage between a mother and child."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"Welcome to President Bush, Mrs. Bush, and my fellow astronauts."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"Mars is essentially in the same orbit... Mars is somewhat the same distance from the Sun, which is very important. We have seen pictures where there are canals, we believe, and water. If there is water, that means there is oxygen. If oxygen, that means we can breathe."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 8/11/89

"What a waste it is to lose one's mind. Or not to have a mind is being very wasteful. How true that is."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"The Holocaust was an obscene period in our nation's history. I mean in this century's history. But we all lived in this century. I didn't live in this century."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 9/15/88

"I believe we are on an irreversible trend toward more freedom and democracy - but that could change."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 5/22/89

"One word sums up probably the responsibility of any vice president, and that one word is 'to be prepared'."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 12/6/89

"May our nation continue to be the beakon of hope to the world."

The Quayles' 1989 Christmas card.
[Not a beacon of literacy, though.]

"Verbosity leads to unclear, inarticulate things."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 11/30/88

"We don't want to go back to tomorrow, we want to go forward."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"I have made good judgements in the Past. I have made good judgements in the Future."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"The future will be better tomorrow."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"We're going to have the best-educated American people in the world."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 9/21/88

"People that are really very weird can get into sensitive positions and have a tremendous impact on history."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"I stand by all the misstatements that I've made."

Vice President Dan Quayle to Sam Donaldson, 8/17/89

"We have a firm commitment to NATO, we are a *part* of NATO. We have a firm commitment to Europe. We are a *part* of Europe."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"Public speaking is very easy."

Vice President Dan Quayle to reporters in 10/88

"I am not part of the problem. I am a Republican."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"I love California, I practically grew up in Phoenix."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"A low voter turnout is an indication of fewer people going to the polls."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"When I have been asked during these last weeks who caused the riots and the killing in L.A., my answer has been direct and simple: Who is to blame for the riots? The rioters are to blame. Who is to blame for the killings? The killers are to blame."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"Illegitimacy is something we should talk about in terms of not having it."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 5/20/92
(reported in Esquire, 8/92)

"Murphy Brown is doing better than I am. At least she knows she still has a job next year."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 8/18/92

"We are ready for any unforeseen event that may or may not occur."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 9/22/90

"For NASA, space is still a high priority."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 9/5/90

"Quite frankly, teachers are the only profession that teach our children."

Vice President Dan Quayle, 9/18/90

"The American people would not want to know of any misquotes that Dan Quayle may or may not make."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"We're all capable of mistakes, but I do not care to enlighten you on the mistakes we may or may not have made."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it."

Vice President Dan Quayle

"[It's] time for the human race to enter the solar system."

Vice President Dan Quayle

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One Tough Chihuahua

A guy walks into a bar and starts bragging about his Great Dane that he left in front of the bar. "Toughest dog there ever was," he bragged, "There ain't a dog alive that could beat my dog in a fight".

About that time another man came in and asked if anyone in the bar owned a Great Dane that was sitting in front of the bar. The owner replied, "Sure do, mister. What do you mean _was_ sitting in front of the bar?" "Well, my dog killed him accidentally." the man replied.

"WHAT!!!" screamed the great dane owner, "That's not possible! What kind of dog do you have?" "A Chihuahua." the man replied.

"WHAT!!! How the hell did that happen?!", the owner asked...

"Well, 'seems my Chihuahua got stuck in your dogs throat..."


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A Manager's Guide to Floppy Disks

  1. Never leave the diskette in the disk drive, as data can leak outof the disk and corrode the inner mechanics of the drive. Diskettes should be rolled up and stored in pencil holders.
  2. Diskettes should be cleaned and waxed once a week. Microscopic metal particles can be removed by waving a powerful magnet over the surface of the disk. Any stubborn metallic shavings can be removed with scouring powder and soap. When waxing the diskettes, make sure the surface is even. This will allow the diskette to spin faster, resulting in better access time.
  3. Do not fold diskettes unless they do not fit into the drive. "Big" diskettes may be folded and used in "little" disk drives.
  4. Never insert a diskette into the drive upside down. The data can fall off the surface of the disk and jam the intricate mechanics of the drive.
  5. Diskettes cannot be backed up by running them through the Xerox machine. If your data is going to need to be backed up, simply insert two diskettes into the drive. Whenever you update a document, the data will be written on both diskettes.
  6. Diskettes should not be inserted or removed from the drive while the red light is flashing. Doing so could result in smeared or unreadable text. Occasionally the red light remains flashing in what is known as a "hung" or "hooked" state. If your system is "hooking" you will probably need to insert a few coins before being allowed access to the slot.
  7. If your diskette is full and you need more storage space, remove the disk from the drive and shake vigourously for 2 minutes. This will pack the data enough (using Data Compression) to allow for more storage. Be sure to cover all the openings with Scotch tape to prevent loss data.
  8. Data access time can be greatly improved by cutting more holes in the diskette jacket. This will provide more simultaneous accesspoints to the disk.
  9. Diskettes may be used as coasters for beverage glasses, provided that they are properly waxed beforehand. Be sure to wipe the diskettes dry before using. See item 2 for more details.
  10. Never use scissors and glue to manually edit documents. The data is stored much too small for the naked eye, and you may end up with data from some other documents stuck in the middle of your own. Razor blades and Scotch tape may be used, however, provided the user is equipped with an electron microscope.
  11. Periodically spray the diskettes with insecticide to prevent system bugs from spreading.
  12. Care should be taken to stop disks getting too cold. If they do, however, all is not lost. Simply put them in a preheated oven gas mark 9 (190C) for twenty minutes on a lightly greased baking tray.

You should have no trouble with diskettes now.


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Newt & the Giraffe

A quote from Newt Gingrich:

"If combat means living in a ditch, females have biological problems staying in a ditch for thirty days because they get infections and they don't have upper body strength. I mean, some do, but they're relatively rare. On the other hand, men are basically little piglets, you drop them in the ditch, they roll around in it, doesn't matter, you know. These things are very real. On the other hand, if combat means being on an Aegis-class cruiser managing the computer controls for twelve ships and their rockets, a female may be again dramatically better than a male who gets very, very frustrated sitting in a chair all the time because males are biologically driven to go out and hunt giraffes."

-- Adjunct Professor Newt Gingrich, Reinhardt College, January 7, 1995, "Renewing American Civilization."

The following is a letter making Internet e-mail rounds to Rep. Newt Gingrich from Fresno Bee reporter John Scalzi. It includes an informal poll Scalzi conducted on Newt's remarks about --and astonishing misunderstanding of -- typical male behavior.

Dear Mr. Gingrich:

My name is John Scalzi, and I am a columnist for the Fresno Bee in Fresno, California. In the days since the unearthing of your comments about men, women, combat, and the biological drive for men to hunt giraffes, I have taken it upon myself to conduct a poll to see whether that innate giraffe-hunting urge (and the little piglet wallowing urge) is in fact alive and well in the average American male.

While the sample polled is statistically small (50 men, basically whomever was handy at the time) and largely comprised of white, college-educated, gainfully employed males, I nevertheless feel that the information gleaned from this poll will be of some value to someone, somewhere, some time. Perhaps you yourself, should the subject of instinctual giraffe slaughtering come up again. Certainly for me, as it takes up the bulk of my column, to be published soon.

Thank you for your time, and happy hunting and/or wallowing, whichever the case may be.

  1. Have you ever hunted a giraffe?
    Yes: 0%
    No: 100%

  2. Have you ever had the urge to hunt a giraffe?
    Yes:4%
    No: 96%

  3. Provided the right tools and the time, would you hunt a giraffe?
    Yes: 8%
    No: 92%

  4. If not a giraffe, would you hunt another African savannah animal?
    Yes: 20%
    No: 80%

  5. If you had to hunt another African savannah animal, which of the following would you choose?
    a) Zebra: 2%
    b) Rhino: 6%
    c) Meerkat: 12%
    d) Boar: 42%
    e) Any creature that appeared in "The Lion King": 36%

  6. Do you think giraffe would taste like chicken?
    Yes: 38%
    No: 62%

  7. Might it not make more sense not to hunt giraffe, but rather to set up giraffe ranches?
    Yes: 92%
    No: 8%

  8. When you see Geoffrey, the Toys 'R' Us giraffe, do you ever get the urge to stick him with a spear?
    Yes: 40%
    No: 60%

  9. Do you expect that Newt Gingrich has ever had the urge to hunt a giraffe?
    Yes: 74%
    No: 26%

  10. If Newt Gingrich were to hunt a giraffe, would he use tools, or simply his own mouth?
    Tools: 48%
    Mouth: 52%

  11. Would you rather hunt a giraffe, or wallow in a ditch like a little piglet?
    Hunt: 30%
    Wallow: 70%

  12. Would you generally describe yourself as a little piglet?
    Yes: 22%
    No: 78%

  13. Would you describe Newt Gingrich as a little piglet?
    Yes: 54%
    No: 46%

  14. If you could, would you hunt Newt Gingrich?
    Yes: 58%
    No: 42%

  15. Would Newt Gingrich taste like chicken?
    Yes: 18%
    No: 82%

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Software Support Call

From an ex-field sales/support survivor:

I used to work in a computer store and one day we had a gentleman call in with a smoking power supply. The service rep was having a bit of trouble convincing this guy that he had a hardware problem.

Service Rep: Sir, something has burned within your power supply.

Customer: I bet that there is some command that I can put into the AUTOEXEC.BAT that will take care of this.

Service Rep: There is nothing that software can do to help you with this problem.

Customer: I know that there is something that I can put in...some command... maybe it should go into the CONFIG.SYS.

[After a few minutes of going round and round]

Service Rep: Okay, I am not supposed to tell anyone this but there a hidden command in some versions of DOS that you can use. I want you to edit your AUTOEXEC.BAT and add the last line as C:\DOS\NOSMOKE and reboot your computer.

[Customer does this]

Customer: It is still smoking.

Service Rep: I guess you'll need to call Microsoft and ask them for a patch for the NOSMOKE.EXE.

[The customer then hung up. We thought that we had heard the last of this guy but NO... he calls back four hours later]

Service Rep: Hello Sir, how is your computer?

Customer: I called Microsoft and they said that my power supply is incompatible with their NOSMOKE.EXE and that I need to get a new one. I was wondering when I can have that done and how much it will cost..


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Rush Limbaugh

Rush Limbaugh directed his chauffeur to head out to the countryside for a drive. While rolling down a back road, the car hit a hog which had wandered into the road. "You had better go up to that last farmhouse we passed and tell them about what you did", said Rush to the driver. The driver parked and went to the door of the house while Rush waited in the limo.

Fifteen minutes later the driver still hadn't returned. Rush decided to make use of the time and wrote another poorly researched book that would make him millions. Two hours passed and still the driver had not returned. Rush wrote another book. Finally, after almost four hours, the driver returned.

"What the hell took you so long?", asked Rush.

"Well the farmer asked me in for a beer, his wife made me a great homecooked meal right down to fresh apple cobbler for dessert, and the farmer's daughter fucked me till I was as limp as a wet rag and too sore to move!"

"Good God! What the hell did you say to him?", queried Rush.

"I told him that I was Rush Limbaugh's driver and that I had just killed the pig."


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Paper Revision

Dear Sir, Madame, or Other:

Enclosed is our latest version of MS #85-02-22-RRRRR, that is, the re-re-re-revised version of our paper. Choke on it. We have again rewritten the entire manuscript from start to finish. We even changed the goddamned running head! Hopefully we have suffered enough by now to satisfy even your bloodthirsty reviewers.

I shall skip the usual point-by-point description of every single change we made in response to the critiques. After all, it is fairly clear that your reviewers are less interested in details of scientific procedure than in working out their personality problems and sexual frustrations by seeking some sort of demented glee in the sadistic and arbitrary exercise of tyrannical power over hapless authors like ourselves who happen to fall into their clutches. We do understand that, in view of the misanthropic psychopaths you have on your editorial board, you need to keep sending them papers, for if they weren't reviewing manuscripts they'd probably be out mugging old ladies or clubbing baby seals to death. Still, from this batch of reviewers, C was clearly the most hostile, and we request that you not ask her or him to review this revision. Indeed, we have mailed letter bombs to four or five people we suspected of being reviewer C, so if you send the manuscript back to them the review process could be unduly delayed.

Some of the reviewers comments we couldn't do anything about. For example, if (as reviewer C suggested), several of my ancestry were indeed drawn from other species, it is too late to change that. Other suggestions were implemented, however, and the paper has improved and benefited. Thus, you suggested that we shorten the manuscript by 5 pages, and we were able to do this very effectively by altering the margins and printing the paper in a different font with a smaller typeface. We agree with you that the paper is much better this way.

One perplexing problem was dealing with suggestions #13-28 by reviewer B. As you may recall (that is, if you even bother reading the reviews before doing your decision letter), that reviewer listed 16 works the he/she felt we should cite in this paper. These were on a variety of different topics, none of which had any relevance to our work that we could see. Indeed, one was an essay on the Spanish-American War from a high school literary magazine. the only common thread was that all 16 were by the same author, presumably someone reviewer B greatly admires and feels should be more widely cited. To handle this, we have modified the introduction and added, after the review of relevant literature, a subsection entitled "Review of Irrelevant Literature" that discusses these articles and also duly addresses some of the more asinine suggestions by other reviewers.

We hope that you will be pleased with this revision and finally recognize how urgently deserving of publication this work is. If not, then you are an unscrupulous, depraved monster with no shred of human decency. You ought to be in a cage. May whatever heritage you come from be the butt of the next round of ethnic jokes. If you do accept it, however, we wish to thank you for your patience and wisdom throughout this process and to express our appreciation of your scholarly insights. To repay you, we would be happy to review some manuscripts for you; please send us the next manuscript that any of these reviewers sends to your journal.

Assuming you accept this paper, we would also like to add a footnote acknowledging your help with this manuscript and to point out that we liked this paper much better the way we originally wrote it but you held the editorial shotgun to our heads and forced us to chop, reshuffle, restate, hedge, expand, shorten, and in general convert a meaty paper into stir-fried vegetables. We couldn't or wouldn't, have done it without your input.

Sincerely,


Dear Dr.

Thank you for your thoughtful response to my decision letter concerning the above-referenced piece of excrement.

I have asked several experts who specialize in the area of research you dabble in to have a look at your pathetic little submission, and their reviews are enclosed. I shall not waste my LaserJet ink reiterating the details of their reviews, but please allow me to highlight some of the more urgent points of contention they raise:

  1. Reviewer A suggests that you cite his work EXCLUSIVELY in the introduction. He has asked me to remind you that he spells his name with a final "e" (i.e., Scumbage), not as you have referenced him in the last version.

  2. Reviewer C indicates that the discussion can be shortened by at least 5 pages. Given the fact that the present Discussion is only three pages long, I am not certain how to advise you. Perhaps you might consider eliminating all speculation and original ideas.

  3. Reviewer D has asked that you consider adding her as a co-author. Although she has not directly contributed to the manuscript, she has made numerous comments that have, in her view, significantly improved the paper. Specifically, she believes that her suggestions concerning the reorganization of the acknowledgments paragraph were especially important. Please note that she spells her name with an em-dash, and not with the customary hyphen.

  4. Reviewer B has asked that I inform you that, even though his suggestions were not mentioned in my decision letter, this doesn't mean that he is an imbecile.

  5. My own reading of the manuscript indicates that the following problems remain:

Yours sincerely,
Prof. Art Kives


If your original submission had been as articulate as your most recent letter, we might have avoided this interchange. It is too bad that tenure and promotion committees at your university do not have access to authors' correspondence with editors, for it is clear that you would be promoted on the basis of your wit alone. Unfortunately, it's the publication that counts, and I'm sorry to say that the Archives is not prepared to accept this revision. We would be perfectly ambivalent about receiving a ninth revision from you.


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Heaven Sent

An unwed pregnant girl went to the doctor for an abortion, but found to her dismay that things were too far along.

"Don't worry", said the kind hearted doctor, "when your time comes, go to the hospital and have your baby. There's sure to be someone in there for a gall bladder operation. We'll give her the baby and tell her it wasn't a gall bladder problem after all!"

The girl followed his plan, but when the baby was born the only gall bladder case in the hospital was a middle-aged priest.

"What the hell," thought the doctor, "I'll give it a try."

So he presented the baby to the priest, who was overjoyed.

"This is an act of God," he exclaimed happily,and took the baby home.

They lived contentedly for twenty years, until the priest found himself on his deathbed. He called the boy in and said, "My son, I must tell you something. I'm not really your father--I'm your mother. The bishop is your father."


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Skiing Accident

Even if you aren't a skier, you'll be able to appreciate the humor of the slopes as written in this account by a New Orleans newspaper.

A friend just got back from a holiday ski trip to Utah with the kind of story that warms the cockles of anybody's heart. Conditions were perfect, 12 below, no feeling in the toes, basic numbness all over. The "Tell me when we're having fun" kind of day.

One of the women in the group complained to her husband that she was in dire need of a restroom. He told her not to worry, that he was sure there was relief at the top of the lift in the form of a powder room for female skiers in distress. He was wrong, of course, and the pain did not go away.

If you've ever had nature hit its panic button in you, then you know that a temperature of 12 below zero doesn't help matters. So with time running out, she weighed her options.

Her husband, picking up on the intensity of the pain, suggested that since she was wearing an all white ski outfit, she should go off in the woods. No one would ever notice, he assured her. The white would provide more than adequate camouflage. So she headed for the tree line, began disrobing and proceeded to do her thing. If you've ever parked on the side of a slope, then you know there is a right way and a wrong way to set your skies so you don't move. Yup, you got it.
She had the skies positioned the wrong way.

Steep slopes are not forgiving, especially during embarrassing moments. Without any warning, the woman found herself skiing backward, out of control racing through the trees, somehow missing all of them, and onto the slope. Her derriere and the reverse side were still bare, her pants down around her knees, and she was picking up speed all the while she continued on backwards, totally out-of-control, creating an unusual sight for the other skiers.

The woman skied, if you define that verb loosely, back under the lift, and finally collided violently with a pylon, breaking her arm. She was thus unable to pull up her ski pants. At long last her husband arrived, put an end to her nude show, then went to the base of the mountain and summoned the ski patrol, who transported her to a hospital.

In the emergency room she was regrouping when a man with a broken leg was put in a bed next to hers.

"So, how'd you break your leg?" she asked, making small talk.

"It was the darndest thing you ever saw," he said. "I was riding up this ski lift and suddenly I couldn't believe my eyes. There was this crazy woman skiing backwards out of control down the mountain with her bare bottom hanging out."

"I leaned over to get a better look and I guess I didn't realize how far I'd moved. I fell out of the lift."

"So how'd you break your arm?"


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