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Discussion in 'Hangar Talk' started by Let'sgoflying!, Feb 9, 2007.
It's late fall and the Indians on a remote reservation in Montana asked their new chief if the coming winter was going to be cold or mild.
Since he was a chief in a modern society, he had never been taught the old secrets. When he looked at the sky, he couldn't tell what the winter was going to be like.
Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the village should collect firewood to be prepared..
But, being a practical leader, after several days, he got an idea He went to the phone booth, called the National Weather Service and asked, 'Is the coming winter going to be cold?'
'It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold,' the meteorologist at the weather service responded.
So the chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more firewood in order to be prepared.
A week later, he called the National Weather Service again. 'Does it still look like it is going to be a very cold winter?'
'Yes,' the man at National Weather Service again replied, 'it's going to be a very cold winter.'
The chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap of firewood they could find.
Two weeks later, the chief called the National Weather Service again. 'Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?'
'Absolutely,' the man replied. 'It's looking more and more like it is going to be one of the coldest winters we've ever seen.'
'How can you be so sure?' the chief asked.
The weatherman replied, 'The Indians are collecting firewood like crazy.'
Remember this whenever you get advice from a government official!
What do you get when you cross a rhetorical question with a joke?
How weird! That happened last year, but it was 2017!
Now they're claiming Native American heritage....
Stranger still....Start with 2018...subtract your age....and get the year you were born.... TOTALLY AMAZING.!!!!
unless you haven't passed your birthday yet....
That's nothing. Try this. Start with your age. Subtract the number of years since you were born. You'll get the year of Christ's birth!
Not for me.
When I subtract the number of years since I was born from my age I get zero. There was no year zero. And even if there was, I would still be off by 3 or 4 years as best as can be determined.
Only if you insist on scrambled ...
Please stop asking me to find your X. She's not coming back. And no, I don't know Y."
I don't think she claimed Indian ancestry...
This is Indian ancestry.
Remember, the ‘H’ in Monday represents Happiness.
That fricken H sure must be a silent one (BP starting to abate finally)
Funny. But cow patties tend not to run away so stalking isn’t really necessary.
Back in the day, the Captain Ribman strip used to run in the KC paper.
I sometimes miss the guy:
And yes, there really WAS a BBQ restaurant called "Captain Ribman's Meat Market" in Lawrence, KS.
OK, this is kind of sick and twisted.
I love it!
My god, could you imagine the rage if something like this was in today's papers?
I've tried finding the Christmas strip, probably would have been late 90' or early 2000's. His version of "The Night Before Christmas". I can only remember a few lines "...and all through the house, there wasn't a thing to eat, not even a mouse." And, "When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh and eight juicy reindeer."
The "Rich Davis" name on the strip is the same Rich Davis that invented KC Masterpiece BBQ sauce. It was a big deal in KC for a long time. Then he sold out to Clorox and it's never been the same. Most of us won't touch the stuff. Rich died about 3 yrs ago, 89yo. I don't know if I ever met him, but it's possible.