A Gaggle of Laughs

Grook He who believes the world will end by fire, global warming and rising waters will prove a liar. Honest Anthropologist From his peers came a howl when a famous anthropologist confessed: “After years of digging for the link that’s missing I’ve concluded it really is.” That said he threw in his trowel. Grook With family, friends, and in-laws left behind millions of dead are finally enjoying peace of mind. Be of Few Words In a thesaurus she plunged her nose accumulating a vocabulary bachelors found intimidatingly extraordinary. The result was surprisingly atypical: Not one date, and not one proposal. (Ladies, be of few words and cautious, no man wants to bed with a thesaurus.) Salt’s the Fault Foods loaded with salt are harmful, say all who are sane. It should only be eaten with no more than a grain, more than that could end your life – have you forgotten Lot’s wife? Grook Said a cardinal about to die: Compared to the Vatican, rewarded with a mansion will be anticlimactic. How’s Your Math? Two paradigms add up to twenty cents. Grook Unless you’re blind or don’t hear well the end of Italian names spell just like their pastas, with “ini” except most italians aren’t skini. Grook I marvel at the ingenuity of people lacking any. Honest to the End To the surprise of the warden, the prisoner left his last meal uneaten. Something wrong with the food, he asked? Not at all, said the prisoner. “Whoever prepared this meal should be hanged. It’s nothing to die for.” Much Ado About Smelling In saying “gas” and not flatulence, keep in mind this difference: The first has a odor objectionable the other is more tolerable – relative, that is, to one’s distance.