The ramblings of a serial head-shaver
The ramblings of a serial head-shaver
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Die windgat eerstejaartjie kom 'n man langs die see teë en vertel hom hoekom die ouer geslag nie die jonger geslag kan verstaan nie.
"Julle het primitief grootgeword," sê hy hard genoeg sodat almal kan hoor. "Ons word groot met TV, spuitvliegtuie, ruimtereise, 'n man op die maan, kernkrag, selfone en rekenaars."
Die ou man het bietjie gehuiwer, en antwoord toe:
"Jy is reg, seun. Ons het al daai goed waarvan jy praat, uitgevind. Sê my, jou arrogante klein stront: Wat doen júlle vir die volgende geslag?"
Die applous was oorverdowend.
I'M CONVINCED
In 1923, Who Was…………..
1. President of the largest steel company?
2. President of the largest gas company?
3. President of the New York Stock Exchange?
4. Greatest wheat speculator?
5. President of the Bank of International Settlement?
6. Great Bear of Wall Street?
These men were considered some of the worlds most successful of their days.
Now, 80 years later, the history book asks us, if we know what ultimately became of them.
The Answers:
1. The president of the largest steel company.
Charles Schwab,
died a pauper.
2. The president of the largest gas company,
Edward Hopson,
went insane.
3. The president of the NYSE,
Richard Whitney,
was released from prison
to die at home.
4. The greatest wheat speculator,
Arthur Cooger,
died abroad, penniless.
5. The President
of
the Bank of International Settlement,
shot himself.
6. The Great Bear of Wall Street,
Cosabee Livermore,
also committed suicide
However,
in that same year,
1923,
the PGA Champion
and
the winner of
the
most important golf tournament,
the US Open,
was
Gene Sarazen.
What became of him?
He played golf until he was 92,
died in 1999 at the age of 95.
He was financially secure
at the time of his death.
The Moral:
Fuck work.
Play golf.
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Yesterday I was at my local 'Pets at Home' buying a large bag of Eukanuba
dog food for my daughter's Springer Spaniel and was in the checkout queue
when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had, an elephant? So, since I'm retired and have
little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was
starting the Eukanuba Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't,
because I ended up in hospital last time, but that I'd lost 2 stone
before I woke up in intensive care with tubes coming out of most of my
orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it
works is to load your pockets with Eukanuba nuggets and simply eat one or
two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it
works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that
practically everyone in queue was now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked me if I ended up in intensive care because the dog
food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish
Setter's arse and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was
laughing so hard.
I'm now banned from the Pets at Home store.