Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Car Wash - A True Story - Just incredible!

Bill owns a company that manufactures and installs car wash systems. Bill 's company installed a car wash system in Frederick , Md.    Now, understand that these are complete systems, including the money changer and money-taking machines.

The problem started when the new owner complained to Bill that he was losing significant amounts of money from his coin machines each week.  He went as far as to accuse Bill 's employees of having a key to the boxes and ripping him off.  

Bill just couldn't believe that his people would do that, so they setup a camera to catch the thief in action. Well, they did catch him on film!





That's a bird sitting on the change slot of the machine.



The bird had to go down into the machine, and back up inside to get to the money!

That's three quarters he has in his beak!
Another amazing thing is that it was not just one bird -- there were several working together. Once they identified the thieves, they found over  $4000 in quarters on the roof of the car wash and more under a nearby tree.




And you thought you heard of everything by now!! !!

And to think the phrase 'bird brain'

is associated with being dumb. Not these birds. Amazing........


Does wine make you fat?


 Does Wine make you Fat ?


Wine does not make you FAT - it makes you LEAN...
Against tables, chairs, floors, walls and ugly people.

I see... voicemail....

Ek's nou so gerattle......
Het 'n blond in die poskantoor gesien skree op 'n koevert,

toe ek haar vra wat sy doen, toe sĂȘ sy, sy stuur 'n voicemail!




I am so rattled now...
I saw this blonde in the post office shouting at an envelope.
I asked her what she's doing, and she said, she's sending a voicemail!

Monday, August 6, 2012

Asset Management


A man returns home a day early from a long weekend of golf. It's after midnight.  While on route home, he asks the cabbie if he would be a witness.

The man suspects his wife is having an affair and he wants to catch her in the act.  For $100 extra, the cabbie agrees.

Quietly arriving home, the husband and cabbie tiptoe into the bedroom.

The husband switches on the lights, yanks the blanket back and there is his wife in bed with another man!

The husband puts a gun to the naked man's head. The wife shouts, 'Don't do it! I lied when I told you I inherited money.

HE paid for the Corvette I gave you.
HE paid for our new cabin cruiser.
HE paid for your season rugby tickets.
HE paid for our house at the lake.
HE paid for our country club membership, and HE even pays the monthly rent!'

Shaking his head from side-to-side, the husband lowers the gun.

He looks over at the cabbie and says, 'What would you do?'

The cabbie replies,  "If I were you, I'd cover him with  the blanket before he catches a cold!"


FIND THE MAN IN THE COFFEE BEANS





THE TRICK IS TO FIND THE MAN IN THE COFFEE BEANS: 

This is bizarre - after you find the guy - it's so obvious.
Once you find him - it's embarrassing, and you think,
'Why didn't I see him immediately?'
 

Doctors have concluded that if you find the man in the coffee beans in 3 seconds, the right half of your brain is better developed than most people. If you find the man between 3 seconds and 1 minute, the right half of the brain is developed normally. If you find the man between 1 minute and 3 minutes, then the right half of your brain is functioning slowly and you need to eat more protein. If you have not found the man after 3 minutes, the advice is to look for more of this type of exercise to make that part of the brain stronger!!!

And, yes, the man is really there!!

Vodacom, now employs ninjas


Dear Petrus Johannes Uys.

As you may be aware you are the CEO of Vodacom, or are you? I don’t mean to imply that you aren’t the CEO, because according to your website, you clearly are.  What I am asking is, are you aware of the fact that you have been promoted to CEO?  Did they come tell you in person where after you had a big old office party with swanky strippers and Locknville or did you get an SMS that simply read “Your phone is now registered for RICA and by the way you are now CEO, congratulations” ? On the other hand if it was swanky you’d probably get Bonnie Tyler instead of Locknville, she’s way more relevant anyway.

You probably got the SMS right? Seeing as how Vodacom is all about efficiency and not wasting money. No wait.  You just had that big red re-branding thing which must’ve cost a lot of money. But at least you got Cell-C to pay old Trevor Noah some more cash to stand in front of a  street racer and do his “clever, intelligent, consumer savvy” skit. Money I’m sure they didn’t have. I guess he with the deepest pockets laugh last hey?

So you waste money, but then again with such a great example set by government, who can blame you.  At least you are efficient. No, wait.  There was that problem I had with Eve’s phone where it took us twelve months, several trips to the Vodashops, bank statements, proof of address, a blood sample, a sworn allegiance to the “New World Order” and promising our first born to the gods of Vodacom – just to get the contract into her name.  I exaggerate, we didn’t have to give a blood sample.

Now the reason for my letter to you.  I must applaud your cunning use of Ninjas.  No one has thought of this before and the best thing is, total deniability – because no one sees the Ninjas. Brilliant. Absolute genius. You should totally be running a company or something.

Now I am sure right now you are thinking “What Ninjas?”, which is exactly the deniability I was talking about.  I am of course talking about the Ninjas that broke into my house whilst I was in the shower. They made a copy of my ID, checked my simcard and made sure I actually lived there, then RICA’d my phone, probably using some cool new Ninja sword.  You guys always get the cool new tech toys.

How do I know this happened? Well let me tell you PJ.  I got an SMS from your company saying 082 XXX XXXX is now registered for RICA, For more information, call Vodacom Customer Care on 082111 (FREE from your Vodacom cellphone)” Now let me assure you, my number isn’t xxx xxxx, I just wanted to make sure I don’t get strange phone calls from the local clergy.  They are quite pesky, although I must admit I am a little out of their league and normal age range.

Also let me assure you, I most certainly, did not go RICA my phone. When I enquired on Twitter to your Vodacom team they asked me “are you sure you didn’t go RICA your phone“. I actually guffawed.  Now a guffaw isn’t just a laugh, it is a laugh that shakes your whole body, the blood actually drains from your brain and you almost black out, you quite literally become stupid for a short span of time. Which is probably what happened to your team that asked me the question.

It turns out my phone had been RICA’d to my ex, ex, ex girlfriend’s name in a province some 1200 kilometers away as part of some promotion.  You should please speak to your Ninja team as I don’t mind them RICA’ing my phone but what I do mind is that they took my ID, my sim card and phone all the way to Riviona and back again. What if they lost my ID? What then? When last have you been to home affairs, it is a bloody nightmare.

Now your Vodacom team wants me to go to the Vodacom store to go “sort” this out. Well, why not just send the Ninja team over and “un-RICA” my phone.

Thanks champ

Regards

Adam

What I owe my Mother


My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.

'If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.'



My mother taught me RELIGION .

'You better pray that this will come out of the carpet.'



My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL

'If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!'



My mother taught me LOGIC .

'Because I said so, that's why.'



My mother taught me MORE LOGIC .

'If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me.'



My mother taught me FORESIGHT.

'Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident.'



My mother taught me IRONY.

'Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about.'



My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.

'Shut your mouth and eat your supper.'



My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM .

'Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!'



My mother taught me about STAMINA

'You'll sit there until all that SOUP is gone.'



My mother taught me about WEATHER ...

'This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.'



My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY  

"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!'



My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE .

'I brought you into this world, and I can take you out.'



My mother taught me about BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION.

'Stop acting like your father!'



My mother taught me about ENVY.

'There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do..'



My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.

'Just wait until we get home.'



My mother taught me about RECEIVING .

'You are going to get it when you get home!'




My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.

'If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way.'



My mother taught me ESP.

'Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?'



My mother taught me HUMOUR.

'When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me…'



My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT .

'If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up.'



My mother taught me GENETICS.

'You're just like your father.'



My mother taught me about my ROOTS.

'Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a tent?'



My mother taught me WISDOM.

'When you get to be my age, you'll understand.'



And my favourite:  My mother taught me about JUSTICE

'One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you '

Missing Cat

From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.15am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Poster

Hi
I opened the screen door yesterday and my cat got out and has been missing since then so I was wondering if you are not to busy you could make a poster for me. It has to be A4 and I will photocopy it and put it around my suburb this afternoon.




This is the only photo of her I have she answers to the name Missy and is black and white and about 8 months old. missing on Harper street and my phone number.
Thanks Shan.


From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.26am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Poster

Dear Shannon,
That is shocking news. Luckily I was sitting down when I read your email and not half way up a ladder or tree. How are you holding up? I am surprised you managed to attend work at all what with thinking about Missy out there cold, frightened and alone... possibly lying on the side of the road, her back legs squashed by a vehicle, calling out "Shannon, where are you?"
Although I have two clients expecting completed work this afternoon, I will, of course, drop everything and do whatever it takes to facilitate the speedy return of Missy.
Regards, David.


From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.37am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Poster

yeah ok thanks. I know you dont like cats but I am really worried about mine. I have to leave at 1pm today.



From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.17am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Poster

Dear Shannon,
I never said I don't like cats. Once, having been invited to a party, I went clothes shopping beforehand and bought a pair of expensive G-Star boots. They were two sizes too small but I wanted them so badly I figured I could just wear them without socks and cut my toenails very short. As the party was only a few blocks from my place, I decided to walk. After the first block, I lost all feeling in my feet. Arriving at the party, I stumbled into a guy named Steven, spilling Malibu & coke onto his white Wham 'Choose Life' t-shirt, and he punched me. An hour or so after the incident, Steven sat down in a chair already occupied by a cat. The surprised cat clawed and snarled causing Steven to leap out of the chair, slip on a rug and strike his forehead onto the corner of a speaker; resulting in a two inch open gash. In its shock, the cat also defecated, leaving Steven with a foul stain down the back of his beige cargo pants. I liked that cat.
Attached poster as requested.
Regards, David.





From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.24am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster

yeah thats not what I was looking for at all. it looks like a movie and how come the photo of Missy is so small?



From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.28am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster

Dear Shannon,
It's a design thing. The cat is lost in the negative space.
Regards, David.



From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.33am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster

Thats just stupid. Can you do it properly please? I am extremely emotional over this and was up all night in tears. you seem to think it is funny. Can you make the photo bigger please and fix the text and do it in colour please. Thanks

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.46am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster

Dear Shannon,
Having worked with designers for a few years now, I would have assumed you understood, despite our vague suggestions otherwise, we do not welcome constructive criticism. I don't come downstairs and tell you how to send text messages, log onto Facebook and look out of the window. I am willing to overlook this faux pas due to you no doubt being preoccupied with thoughts of Missy attempting to make her way home across busy intersections or being trapped in a drain as it slowly fills with water. I spent three days down a well once but that was just for fun.
I have amended and attached the poster as per your instructions.
Regards, David.





From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.59am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster

This is worse than the other one. can you make it so it shows the whole photo of Missy and delete the stupid text that says missing missy off it? I just want it to say Lost.

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.14am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster







From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.21am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster

yeah can you do the poster or not? I just want a photo and the word lost and the telephone number and when and where she was lost and her name. Not like a movie poster or anything stupid. I have to leave early today. If it was your cat I would help you. Thanks.

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.32am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Awww

Dear Shannon,
I don't have a cat. I once agreed to look after a friend's cat for a week but after he dropped it off at my apartment and explained the concept of kitty litter, I kept the cat in a closed cardboard box in the shed and forgot about it. If I wanted to feed something and clean faeces, I wouldn't have put my mother in that home after her stroke. A week later, when my friend came to collect his cat, I pretended that I was not home and mailed the box to him. Apparently I failed to put enough stamps on the package and he had to collect it from the post office and pay eighteen dollars. He still goes on about that sometimes, people need to learn to let go.
I have attached the amended version of your poster as per your detailed instructions.
Regards, David.





From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.47am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Awww

Thats not my cat. where did you get that picture from? That cat is orange. I gave you a photo of my cat.

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.58am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Awww

I know, but that one is cute. As Missy has quite possibly met any one of several violent ends, it is possible you might get a better cat out of this If anybody calls and says "I haven't seen your orange cat but I did find a black and white one with its hind legs run over by a car, do you want it?" you can politely decline and save yourself a costly veterinarian bill.
I knew someone who had a basset hound that had its hind legs removed after an accident and it had to walk around with one of those little buggies with wheels. If it had been my dog I would have asked for all its legs to be removed and replaced with wheels and had a remote control installed. I could charge neighbourhood kids for rides and enter it in races. If I did the same with a horse I could drive it to work. I would call it Steven.
Regards, David.

From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.07pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Awww

Please just use the photo I gave you.

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.22pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww






From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.34pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww

I didnt say there was a reward. I dont have $2000 dollars. What did you even put that there for? Apart from that it is perfect can you please remove the reward bit. Thanks Shan.

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.42pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww




From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.51pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww

Can you just please take the reward bit off altogether? I have to leave in ten minutes and I still have to make photocopies of it.

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.56pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww





From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 1.03pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww

……..! Fine!


Eiffel Tower - What a view


Do you want to see Paris France from the top of the Eifel Tower?

  This is so COOL!
 Click on the photo and you are on top of the Eifel Tower scanning Paris!
It may be a bit slow coming up and I wish they had picked a clearer day, but still pretty neat. Don’t forget to try all the buttons at the bottom of the photo.
           
















Feeling Unappreciated

The next time  you feel that nobody loves you, no one cares, or  that no one ever notices you, think of this  guy:




Still  Having a Bad  Day?
 
The  average cost of rehabilitating a seal after the Exxon Valdez  Oil spill in Alaska was $80,000.00. At a special ceremony,  two of the most expensively saved animals were being  released back into the  wild amid cheers and applause  from onlookers. A minute later, in full  view, a killer  whale ate them both.



Still think  you are having a Bad Day?
 
A  woman came home to find her husband in the kitchen shaking  frantically, almost in a dancing  frenzy, with some  kind of wire running from his waist towards the  electric kettle. Intending to jolt him away from the deadly  current, she whacked him with a handy plank  of wood,  breaking his arm in two places. Up to that moment, he  had been happily listening to his Walkman.



Are Ya OK  Now? -  No?

 
Two  animal rights defenders were protesting the cruelty
     of sending pigs to a slaughterhouse in Bonn,  Germany.    Suddenly, all two thousand  pigs broke loose and escaped through a broken fence,   stampeding madly. The two helpless protesters were  trampled to death.



What? STILL  having a Bad Day?
Iraqi terrorist Khay  Rahnajet didn't pay enough postage on a letter bomb. It came  back with 'Return to Sender' stamped on it. Forgetting it  was the bomb; he opened it and was blown to bits. God  is good!


There now,  Feeling Better?