I've got two bad elephant jokes! The first is on a wee totebag I've had since I was little: How do you know if there's an elephant in your bed? (other side) There's an E on his pajamas.
The second is: What do you get when you cross an elephant with a rhinocerous?
Elefino!
What do you do with an elephant with 3 balls?
Walk him and pitch to the rhino.
Nasty cat-pee chair is OUT. And it was inundated. Gross. But I was right.
See? SEE?!
Ahem.
I'm tired and gronky and can't breathe and don't know if I'm coming down with a cold or experiencing side effects. Have immense amount of work to do. Still haven't finished writing my self evaluation, and it needs to be good because I'm a) getting a new manager, and b) this review cycle affects promotions and raises and bonuses.
But at the moment, I'd just like to breathe. I suppose I could run to CVS for Afrin.
The second is: What do you get when you cross an elephant with a rhinocerous?
Elefino!
Awwwww! That's the first thing my sister's now husband ever said to her! They were sixteen and at church camp so it was slightly risque to
swear
(particularly since she was his boss' daughter.)
He was working at the dish window and every day he'd try and work up the nerve to talk to her as she dropped off plates. Finally, he did. The rest, as they say, is history...
How can you tell if there's an elephant in your shower?
A:
The shower curtain is pushed out.
What did Tarzan say when the herd of elephants came running over the hill?
A:
"Here come the elephants!"
What did Tarzan say when the herd of elephants wearing sunglasses came running over the hill?
A:
Nothing. He didn't recognize them.
I'll be here all week. Try the veal.