Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Late Nite Jokes
David Letterman
There’s an epidemic of snapping turtles in Central Park. I saw one today trying to mate with a bike helmet.
Hard shells . . . snap viciously. Like most of the women I meet here in New York City.
Heat wave in Southern California — 116 degrees in the Valley. So hot, Lindsay Lohan checked herself into a Jamba Jiuce.
John McCain and Barack Obama are bickering over what to do when they catch Osama bin Laden. Obama wants to bring him to trial. John McCain wants to shoot him. I said, “Guys — how about somebody finding him first!”
David Letterman
There’s an epidemic of snapping turtles in Central Park. I saw one today trying to mate with a bike helmet.
Hard shells . . . snap viciously. Like most of the women I meet here in New York City.
Heat wave in Southern California — 116 degrees in the Valley. So hot, Lindsay Lohan checked herself into a Jamba Jiuce.
John McCain and Barack Obama are bickering over what to do when they catch Osama bin Laden. Obama wants to bring him to trial. John McCain wants to shoot him. I said, “Guys — how about somebody finding him first!”
