>** A man walks into a restaurant and orders squid. > "Certainly Sir," says Jervaise the waiter, "Would you like to choose >your squid from the tank over there?" > "I'll have that little green one with the moustache" says the > customer. > "Oh no!" replies Jervaise "but he's my favourite! - He's so small > and >cute and friendly. Surely you'd prefer one of the bigger, meatier >ones?" > "No" says the customer "It's got to be that one". > So Jervaise gets the little green squid out and puts him on the >chopping block, raises his knife and ....... the little squid looks up >and smiles, twitching his bushy moustache into a big friendly grin! > "It's no good", says Jervaise, "I can't do it. I'll have to ask > Hans >who does the washing up. He's a big, tough brute - he'll be able to do >the evil deed." > So out comes Hans, while Jervaise disappears off in tears. Hans > picks >up the knife, raises it to chop the little squid's head off and...... >once again the little friendly squid looks up and smiles, wiggling his >little legs and twitching his little moustache. So Hans, too, finds it >impossible to kill him. > The moral? >. >. >. >. > Hans that does dishes is as soft as Jervaise with mild green > hairy-lip >squid. > >----------------------------- > >** The Wolf Man comes home one day from a long day at the office. > "How was work, dear?" his wife asks. > "Listen! I don't want to talk about work!" he shouts. > "Okay. Would you like to sit down and eat a nice home cooked meal?" >she asks sweetly. > "Listen!" he shouts again. "I'm not hungry! I don't wanna eat! >Alright! Is that alright with you? Can't I come home from work and >just do my own thing without you forcing food down my throat? huh?" > At this moment, the wolf man started growling, and throwing things >around the apartment in a mad rage. > >Looking out the window, his wife sees a full moon and says to herself, >"Well, I guess it's that time of the month." > >------------------------------------- > > >** Two social workers were walking through a rough part of the city in >the evening. They heard moans and muted cries for help from a back >alley. Upon investigation, they found a semi-conscious man in a pool of >blood. > "Help me, I've been mugged and viciously beaten" he pleaded. > The two social workers turned and walked away. > One remarked to her colleague: > "You know the person that did this really needs help." > >-------------------------------------------------- > > >** One day in the jungle a chimpanzee invented some tools to eat his >dinner. One tool was a flat stick sharpened along one edge, this he used >to cut his food. The other was a stick with four smaller sticks attached >to the end each sharpened to a point > He used to spear his food and place it in his mouth. The chimp > was very >proud of his inventions which he called his one point tool and his four >point tool. > One day he awoke to find that the four point tool was missing. The >chimp was distraught. He ran around the jungle trying to find his >precious tool. > First he came upon the lion. > "Lion, Lion!" he cried, "Have you seen my four point tool?" > "No." Replied the lion, "I have not seen your four point tool." > Then the chimp came upon the gorilla. > "Gorilla, Gorilla!" he cried, "Have you seen my four point tool?" > "No." Replied the gorilla, "I have not seen your four point tool." > Then the chimp came upon the jaguar. > "Jaguar, Jaguar!" he cried, "Have you seen my four point tool?" > "Yup!" replied the jaguar, "I've seen your four point tool." > "Well where is it?" inquired the chimp. > "I ate it." Said the jaguar, smugly. > "Why would you do that?" Cried the chimp. > > "Because," replied the big cat, "I'm a four point tool eater jaguar!"