A man walked
into a supermarket with his zipper down. A checkout chick walked up to him and
said,
"Your
barracks door is open." Not a phrase that men normally use, he went on his
way looking a bit puzzled.
When he was just
about done shopping, a man came up and said, "Your fly is open."
He zipped up
and finished his shopping. At the checkout, he intentionally got in the line where
the girl was that told him about his "barracks door." He was planning
to have a little fun with her, so when he reached the counter he said,
"When you saw my barracks door open, did you see a soldier standing in
there at attention?"
The girl
thought for a moment and said: No, no I
didn‘t... but I saw a disabled veteran sitting on a couple of old duffel
bags."
For a change of pace
For a change of pace
True or not?
From a bricklayer's accident report in Australia....
Dear Sir,
I am writing
in response to your request for additional information in Block 3 of my
accident report form. I put 'poor planning' as the cause of my accident. You
asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following details will be
sufficient...
I am a
bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone on the roof
of a new six-story building. When I completed my work, I found that I had some
bricks left over which, when weighed later, were found to be slightly in excess
of 500lbs. Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them
in a barrel by using a pulley which was attached to the side of the building on
the sixth floor. Securing the rope at ground level, I went up to the roof,
swung the barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied
the rope, holding it tightly to insure a slow descent of the bricks.
You will
note in Block 11 of the accident report form that I weigh 175lbs. Due to my
surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind
and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rapid rate
up the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel
which was now proceeding downward at an equally impressive speed. This explained
the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collar bone, as listed in
section 3 of the report form. Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid
ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep
into the pulley.
Fortunately, by this time I had regained my presence of mind
and was able to hold tightly to the rope in spite of beginning to experience a
great deal of pain. At approximately the same time however, the barrel of
bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel. Now devoid of the
weight of the bricks, that barrel weighed approximately 50lbs. I refer you
again to my weight. As you can imagine, I began a rapid descent down the side
of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor I met the barrel coming up.
This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and several
lacerations of my legs and lower body.
Here my luck began to change slightly. The
encounter of the barrel slowed me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell onto
the pile of bricks. Fortunately, only three vertebrae were cracked.
I am sorry
to report, however, that as I lay in pain on the bricks, unable to stand up and
watching the empty barrel six stories above me, I again lost my presence of
mind and let go of the rope. The empty barrel weighed more than the rope so it
came down upon me and broke both of my legs. I hope I have furnished the
additional information you required as to how the accident occurred.
I hope this
answers your inquiry. Bill Fuller
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