Ramble on ......total nonsense

Nothing specific to say, so I'll share some sillies with you. Sharing is one of my Favorite things .....but you know that *grin*

First, I'll share this: .... What do you call a hacked up ball of hair from a Feline Shifter??? A "wairball" of course! (wereball?)
OK, that was stretching the funny bone a bit....but when a funny comes to you in a dream, do they EVER make sense??????? Do you have one you'd care to share????

What do you call a vampire that enjoys the sport of gliding????

A FANG -GLIDER!!!!

What do you call a silly person who LOVES the layer of smog in the big cities???

A HAZE-L NUT!!! (ok, I'll admit I'm REALLY stretching it there with that one *grin*)

To save you from my twisted mind, I'll next post one that came in my email:

Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this -- especially all the ladies who bake for church events. Jane was to bake a cake for the church ladies' group bake sale, but she forgot to do it until the last minute. She baked an angel food cake and when she took it from the oven, the center had dropped flat. She said, "Oh dear, there's no time to bake another cake." So, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. Jane found it in the bathroom ... a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and covered it with icing. The finished product looked beautiful, so she rushed it to the church. Before she left the house, Jane had given her daughter some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened, and to buy that cake and bring it home. When the daughter arrived at the sale, the attractive cake had already been sold. Jane was beside herself. The next day, Jane was invited to a friend's home where two tables of bridge were to be played that afternoon. After the game, a fancy lunch was served, and to top it off, the cake in question was presented for dessert. Jane saw the cake, she started to get out of her chair to rush into the kitchen to tell her hostess all about it, but before she could get to her feet, one of the other ladies said, "What a beautiful cake!" Jane sat back in her chair when she heard the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say.... "Thank you, I baked it myself."

You Do realize the Moral here don't you? PROCRASTINATION DOES PAY!!!!