Yoopee

You all remember when my wife died, last November? Well, this has also happened to a buddy of mine, Bud Avery, who lives in the Upper Peninsula (Yoopee) of Michigan. WAY UP in the Yoopee, almost all the way to Lake Superior, where they still got 5 feet of snow.

Bud is the stepfather of my buddy Vicki. He doesn't b**g, but Vicki keeps him informed. But now Vicki has come up with the sads. And, of course, Bud has it, too, because his wife only died about 11 days ago.

So Ol' Hoss is going to fly to the Yoopee on April 6 and visit with Ol' Bud for awhile. Think of it: Two widowers with nothing to do but reminisce -- and then, maybe, chortle and chuckle. And sleep, which makes time go fast.

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So two Irishmen are the only survivors in a shipwreck. Floating helplessly in a lifeboat they come across a lamp floating in the ocean. Mickey reaches out, grabs the lamp, and after rubbing it for awhile a genie appears. The genie says, "You are granted one wish."

Paddy yells, "Make the whole ocean into the best-tasting beer ever." And with a thunderous crash the ocean becomes the finest brew known to man.

With the suds gently lapping against the sides of the boat, Mickey with an angry roar yells, "Oh! That's great. Now we have to piss in the boat."

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My favorite word today is repeater. N., and a-one and a-two. Def.: The person who tells his favorite joke again in the vain hope that you didn't hear it the first time.