Bad Jokes
Collected, 2013

The blind man’s seeing eye dog
Pissed on the blind man’s shoe.
So the blind man said, “Here, Rover,
Here’s a chunk of beef for you.”
And his wife said, “Don’t reward him
For peeing on you, dear.”
He said, “I’m trying to find out where’s his mouth
So I can kick him in the rear.”

BAD JOKES,
Lord how I love ‘em
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of ‘em
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

Viagara stolen. It’s in the news.
Hardened criminals on the loose.
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

When God created Woman
She had not two breasts but three
And the middle one got in the way
So God performed surgery.
And Woman stood in front of God
With the middle breast in her hand
She said, “What can we do with the useless boob?”
And God created Man.

I turned sixty the other day
And everybody was there
And I was dressed up in a suit
Sitting in my wheelchair
When a beautiful young naked woman
Stood up in front of the group.
She offered me some super sex
And I said, “I’ll take the soup.”

BAD JOKES
Lord how I love them
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of them
Death and sex and such bad taste,
Someone oughta slap my face
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

Ole went to the neighborhood dance
And he won the big door prize
It was a toilet brush and he took it home
And the next week one of the guys
Said, “Ole’s, how’s that toilet brush?
The one you got from the neighbors?”
And Ole said, “Oh, it works pretty good.
But I think I’d rather use paper.”

BAD JOKES
Lord how I love them
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of them
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

You know the reason that farts smell
Is so deaf people can enjoy ‘em as well
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

The farmer had a champion bull
Who bred two hundred times a year.
The farmer’s wife said, ‘Two hundred times!
Isn’t that wonderful, dear?
Maybe you ought to watch him,
Maybe he’d show you how.”
The farmer said, ‘He’s a heck of a bull
But it wasn’t all with the same cow.”

My mother turned 89
And much to our surprise
She decided to get outdoors
And started to exercise.
Mother walked ten miles a day
And now she’s 93.
Poor old mother, we don’t know
Where on earth she could be.

A German shepherd walks into a bar
And says “Hey, I’m a talking dog.
I know other dogs do tricks,
But you ever hear one talk? I
How about a drink for a dog
Who’s articulate and erudite?
And the bartender said, “Sure,
The toilet’s there, first door on the right.”

Did you hear that Xerox and Wurlitzer are merging? They are going to manufacture a reproductive organ.

Last night a man was murdered
It was clearly no accident.
They found him in the bathtub
Full of milk —- two percent.
There also were sliced bananas
But this was the real chiller:
There were a hundred pounds of corn flakes.
They think it was a cereal killer.

A man walks into a restaurant
and he looks at the long menu
And finally the waiter comes around
And says, “What can I do for you?”
“How do you prepare your chickens?”
Says the man. The waiter replies
“We don’t do anything special.
We just tell ’em they’re gonna die.”

“Mr. Jones, I have to complain
About your ten-year old son.
He’s playing doctor with my daughter.”
Mr. Jones said, “That’s how it’s done.
Kids explore sexuality.
I don’t see what’s the matter.”
“Exploring sexuality, hell.
He took out her gall bladder.”

My daughter brought home a boyfriend
With great big ugly tattoos
And long black greasy hair
And Lord how he hit the booze.
I said, ‘Darling, I’m sure he’s nice,
But something makes me nervous.”
She said, “He’s extremely nice..
He’s doing 500 hours of community service.”

There was a man named Scraggs
Bought two dozen condoms a week.
The drugstore clerk said nothing for months
And finally she had to speak.
What do you do with all those condoms?
It’s simple, said Mr. Scraggs.
I feed them to my poodle
Now she poops in plastic bags.

One morning, the devil came to church,
In a burst of smoke and flame,
He ran up and down the aisle.
He said, “Beelzebub is my name.
I am evil incarnate,
The object of all your fears!”
The old man said, “You don’t scare me at all,
Been married to your sister for 48 years.”

Tommy went to confession,
He said, “Forgive me for I have sinned.”
Father Murphy said, “With whom?
Was it Megan or Marilyn?
Was it Brenda, Fiona, or Kathy?”
Tommy just rattled his beads.
The priest gave him four Our Fathers
And also five good leads.”

Jim and John had to share a room
One night in a hotel.
Jim said, “I snore so bad.
I doubt you’ll sleep that well.”
John kissed him on the cheek.
He said, “Sweetheart, it’s all right.”
And Jim went and sat in a chair
And stayed awake all night.

Ole lay on his deathbed,
He knew he was going to die.
And then he smelled a beautiful smell
Of Lena’s rhubarb pie.
He crept downstairs to the kitchen,
There it was, he let out a moan.
Then Lena whacked him with a broom:
That’s for the funeral. Leave it alone.

“Darling, you’ve always been with me.
On life’s long bumpy ride.
Through sickness, hair loss, bankruptcy,
You’ve been here by my side.
My heart attack and the house burning down
That night the lightning struck.
And liver cancer — and now suddenly
I’m starting to think that you’re bad luck.”

The nice thing about Alzheimer’s, men,
You enjoy the same jokes again and again
And again and again and again………

BAD JOKES
Lord how I love them
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of them
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

A series of poems read by Garrison

Garrison’s Weekly Column

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Collected, 2013

The blind man’s seeing eye dog
Pissed on the blind man’s shoe.
So the blind man said, “Here, Rover,
Here’s a chunk of beef for you.”
And his wife said, “Don’t reward him
For peeing on you, dear.”
He said, “I’m trying to find out where’s his mouth
So I can kick him in the rear.”

BAD JOKES,
Lord how I love ‘em
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of ‘em
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

Viagara stolen. It’s in the news.
Hardened criminals on the loose.
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

When God created Woman
She had not two breasts but three
And the middle one got in the way
So God performed surgery.
And Woman stood in front of God
With the middle breast in her hand
She said, “What can we do with the useless boob?”
And God created Man.

I turned sixty the other day
And everybody was there
And I was dressed up in a suit
Sitting in my wheelchair
When a beautiful young naked woman
Stood up in front of the group.
She offered me some super sex
And I said, “I’ll take the soup.”

BAD JOKES
Lord how I love them
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of them
Death and sex and such bad taste,
Someone oughta slap my face
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

Ole went to the neighborhood dance
And he won the big door prize
It was a toilet brush and he took it home
And the next week one of the guys
Said, “Ole’s, how’s that toilet brush?
The one you got from the neighbors?”
And Ole said, “Oh, it works pretty good.
But I think I’d rather use paper.”

BAD JOKES
Lord how I love them
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of them
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

You know the reason that farts smell
Is so deaf people can enjoy ‘em as well
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

The farmer had a champion bull
Who bred two hundred times a year.
The farmer’s wife said, ‘Two hundred times!
Isn’t that wonderful, dear?
Maybe you ought to watch him,
Maybe he’d show you how.”
The farmer said, ‘He’s a heck of a bull
But it wasn’t all with the same cow.”

My mother turned 89
And much to our surprise
She decided to get outdoors
And started to exercise.
Mother walked ten miles a day
And now she’s 93.
Poor old mother, we don’t know
Where on earth she could be.

A German shepherd walks into a bar
And says “Hey, I’m a talking dog.
I know other dogs do tricks,
But you ever hear one talk? I
How about a drink for a dog
Who’s articulate and erudite?
And the bartender said, “Sure,
The toilet’s there, first door on the right.”

Did you hear that Xerox and Wurlitzer are merging? They are going to manufacture a reproductive organ.

Last night a man was murdered
It was clearly no accident.
They found him in the bathtub
Full of milk —- two percent.
There also were sliced bananas
But this was the real chiller:
There were a hundred pounds of corn flakes.
They think it was a cereal killer.

A man walks into a restaurant
and he looks at the long menu
And finally the waiter comes around
And says, “What can I do for you?”
“How do you prepare your chickens?”
Says the man. The waiter replies
“We don’t do anything special.
We just tell ’em they’re gonna die.”

“Mr. Jones, I have to complain
About your ten-year old son.
He’s playing doctor with my daughter.”
Mr. Jones said, “That’s how it’s done.
Kids explore sexuality.
I don’t see what’s the matter.”
“Exploring sexuality, hell.
He took out her gall bladder.”

My daughter brought home a boyfriend
With great big ugly tattoos
And long black greasy hair
And Lord how he hit the booze.
I said, ‘Darling, I’m sure he’s nice,
But something makes me nervous.”
She said, “He’s extremely nice..
He’s doing 500 hours of community service.”

There was a man named Scraggs
Bought two dozen condoms a week.
The drugstore clerk said nothing for months
And finally she had to speak.
What do you do with all those condoms?
It’s simple, said Mr. Scraggs.
I feed them to my poodle
Now she poops in plastic bags.

One morning, the devil came to church,
In a burst of smoke and flame,
He ran up and down the aisle.
He said, “Beelzebub is my name.
I am evil incarnate,
The object of all your fears!”
The old man said, “You don’t scare me at all,
Been married to your sister for 48 years.”

Tommy went to confession,
He said, “Forgive me for I have sinned.”
Father Murphy said, “With whom?
Was it Megan or Marilyn?
Was it Brenda, Fiona, or Kathy?”
Tommy just rattled his beads.
The priest gave him four Our Fathers
And also five good leads.”

Jim and John had to share a room
One night in a hotel.
Jim said, “I snore so bad.
I doubt you’ll sleep that well.”
John kissed him on the cheek.
He said, “Sweetheart, it’s all right.”
And Jim went and sat in a chair
And stayed awake all night.

Ole lay on his deathbed,
He knew he was going to die.
And then he smelled a beautiful smell
Of Lena’s rhubarb pie.
He crept downstairs to the kitchen,
There it was, he let out a moan.
Then Lena whacked him with a broom:
That’s for the funeral. Leave it alone.

“Darling, you’ve always been with me.
On life’s long bumpy ride.
Through sickness, hair loss, bankruptcy,
You’ve been here by my side.
My heart attack and the house burning down
That night the lightning struck.
And liver cancer — and now suddenly
I’m starting to think that you’re bad luck.”

The nice thing about Alzheimer’s, men,
You enjoy the same jokes again and again
And again and again and again………

BAD JOKES
Lord how I love them
BAD JOKES
Can’t get enough of them
Ooo-oo-oooooo-wee
BAD JOKES for me.

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And it’s the birthday of author John Boyne (books by this author), born in Dublin in 1971. He knew he wanted to be a writer ever since he was about 14, and after college, where he studied literature and creative writing, he took a job at Waterstone’s bookstore in Dublin. He’d write for a few hours each morning, […]

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I was in Vienna with my wife and daughter last week and walked around the grand boulevards and plazas surrounded by imperial Habsburg grandeur feeling senselessly happy for reasons not quite clear to me but they didn’t involve alcohol. Nor paintings and statuary purchased with the sweat of working men and women. Nor the fact that to read about the daily insanity of Mr. Bluster I would need to learn German.

The sun was shining though the forecast had been for showers. I was holding hands with two women I love. There was excellent coffee in the vicinity, one had only to take deep breaths. Every other doorway seemed to be a Konditorei with a window full of cakes, tarts, pastries of all sizes and descriptions, a carnival of whipped cream and frosting, nuts and fruit. A person could easily gain fifty pounds in a single day and need to be hauled away in a wheelbarrow.

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London was an experience. I landed there feeling ill and was hauled off to Chelsea hospital where a doctor sat me down and asked, “Can you wee?” I didn’t hear the extra e so it was like he’d said, “Can she us?” or “Will they him?”

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And it’s the birthday of author John Boyne (books by this author), born in Dublin in 1971. He knew he wanted to be a writer ever since he was about 14, and after college, where he studied literature and creative writing, he took a job at Waterstone’s bookstore in Dublin. He’d write for a few hours each morning, […]

Read More

Pricing

The cruise cabin pricing will range between $2,200 and $5,200 per person. This fare includes taxes, port and fuel, onboard cabin service charges/gratuities.   Please reserve your cabin via the EMI website

Read More

House band?

House band, led by Richard Dworsky, will include Chris Siebold, Larry Kohut, et. al. Richard Dworsky  Richard Dworsky is a versatile keyboardist/composer/recording artist/producer/music director, and is known for his amazing ability to improvise compositions on the spot in virtually any style. For 23 years (1993-2016), he served as pianist and music director for Garrison Keillor’s […]

Read More
August 25, 2001

August 25, 2001

A May 27, 2000, rebroadcast from The Guthrie Theater in Minneapolis, with special guests Butch Thompson, and Kathy Mattea and her band.
Listen to the episode here

Read More
July 12, 2008

July 12, 2008

A summertime mix of three shows from Ohio. Dusty and Lefty get stuck roping shopping carts at a strip mall opening and “the drifter” returns to Lake Wobegon.

Read More

What I saw in Vienna that the others didn’t

I was in Vienna with my wife and daughter last week and walked around the grand boulevards and plazas surrounded by imperial Habsburg grandeur feeling senselessly happy for reasons not quite clear to me but they didn’t involve alcohol. Nor paintings and statuary purchased with the sweat of working men and women. Nor the fact that to read about the daily insanity of Mr. Bluster I would need to learn German.

The sun was shining though the forecast had been for showers. I was holding hands with two women I love. There was excellent coffee in the vicinity, one had only to take deep breaths. Every other doorway seemed to be a Konditorei with a window full of cakes, tarts, pastries of all sizes and descriptions, a carnival of whipped cream and frosting, nuts and fruit. A person could easily gain fifty pounds in a single day and need to be hauled away in a wheelbarrow.

Read More

A good vacation, now time to head home

I missed out on the week our failing president, Borderline Boy, got depantsed by the news coverage of crying children he’d thrown into federal custody and a day later he ran up the white flag with another of his executive exclamations, meanwhile the Chinese are quietly tying his shoelaces together. Sad! I was in London and Prague, where nobody asks us about him: they can see that he is insane and hope he doesn’t set fire to himself with small children present.

London was an experience. I landed there feeling ill and was hauled off to Chelsea hospital where a doctor sat me down and asked, “Can you wee?” I didn’t hear the extra e so it was like he’d said, “Can she us?” or “Will they him?”

Read More

Man takes wife to Europe by ship

A man in love needs to think beyond his own needs and so I took my wife across the Atlantic last week aboard the mighty Queen Mary 2 for six days of glamor and elegance, which means little to me, being an old evangelical from the windswept prairie, brought up to eschew luxury and accept deprivation as God’s will, but she is Episcopalian and grew up in a home where her mother taught piano, Chopin and Liszt, so my wife appreciates Art Deco salons and waiters with polished manners serving her a lobster soufflé and an $18 glass of Chablis. If Cary Grant were to sit down and offer her a Tareyton, she’d hold his hand with the lighter and enjoy a cigarette with him.

Read More

A summer night in the Big Apple Blossom

I went to prom Saturday night at my daughter’s school, which parents all allowed to attend so long as we don’t get in the way. It was held in the gym, under the basketball hoops, boys in suits and ties, girls in prom dresses, a promenade of graduating seniors, the crowning of a king and queen, a loud rock band to discourage serious conversation.

Read More

Old man at the prom

I went to prom Saturday night at my daughter’s school, which parents all allowed to attend so long as we don’t get in the way. It was held in the gym, under the basketball hoops, boys in suits and ties, girls in prom dresses, a promenade of graduating seniors, the crowning of a king and queen, a loud rock band to discourage serious conversation.

Read More

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