3 Cajuns (T1, NG & p.b) and 3 GGA'ers (mtn-mam, ~, and T3) are taking a train to attend a conference. At the station, each GGA'er buys a ticket, but they notice that only 1 Cajun buys a ticket.

"Don't you all need tickets?" they ask. "Mais Non" reply the Cajuns, "One is more dan enough, boo." Once they board the train, the GGA'ers take their seats and notice that all 3 Cajuns cram themselves into a toilet. As the conductor passes through the car, he knocks on the toilet door and says: "Ticket, please." The door cracks ever so slightly, a hand passes out a ticket, and then the door quickly closes.

"Ahhh..very clever" think the GGA'ers.

After the conference, the 3 Cajuns and the 3 GGA'ers are again at the train station for the return trip. Since the GGA'ers are now so 'money-wise', they smirk as they only purchase 1 ticket....but then they notice that the Cajuns don't buy a ticket at all.

"How will you get back without even a single ticket?" they ask. "Mais, we don need dat, us on de back trip!" say the Cajuns. Once they board the train, the 3 GGA'ers cram themselves into the largest toilet (naturally), and do the 3 Cajuns ease into another toilet. As the train begins to move away from the station, one of the Cajuns leaves the toilet and knocks on the door of the GGA'ers toilet, saying "Ticket, please."

Very good. I had a chuckle over that.

~erik~

pb that joke is older than me, it might even be older than you.

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Originally posted by AllenLacy:
pb that joke is older than me, it might even be older than you.

Yea, but we gotta recycle 'em for the young whippersnappers.
I've got more 'oldies, but goodies', so stay tuned.

A woman was in bed with her lover (Boudreaux), when she heard her husband opening the front door. "Hurry!" she said to her lover Boudreaux, "stand in the corner." She quickly rubbed baby oil all over Boudreaux and then dusted him with talcum powder. "Don't move until I tell you to," she whispered. Just pretend you're a statue."
A few seconds later the woman's husband, who we'll call Prejean walks in the room. Surprised to see this work of art standing in the corner, he exclaims "What's this, cher?". "Oh, it's just a statue," the woman replies nonchalantly. "The Breauxs' who live down the street bought one for their bedroom; I liked it so much, I went out and bought us one too."
Ole Prejean didn't say anything about the statue, not even later that night when they went to sleep.
Around two in the morning, Prejean got out of bed, went to the kitchen and returned a while later with a sandwich and a glass of milk.
"Here," said Prejean to the statue Boudreaux, "eat something; you know, I stood like an idiot at the Breauxs' house for three days and nobody offered me as much as a glass of water."

And 1 more ...

Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were going fishing.
Boudreaux wanted to check the boat trailer lights. So he told Thibodeaux to go in the back and check the lights.
Thibodeaux said press the brakes, both lights came on and he said, "It works".
Boudreaux put on the right signal and Thibodeaux said, "It works, it don't, it works, it don't, it works, it don't".

The world needs a new weapon: The estrogen bomb.

Just think. You drop it on an area of violent conflict. Men throw down their guns and hug one another. Then they apologize, say it was their fault.

And then they start to clean up the mess

So far the testesterone solution hasn't done too well for humans over the last several millenia. Maybe it's time to give estrogen a more concerted try.

Well the most vicious fight between two individuals I ever saw was between two women.

Now back on topic, a joke that might apply to us older geocachers.

I remember the day when a police car pulled up to grandma's house and grandpa got out. The officer explained that this elderly gentlemen said he was lost in the park.
"Why, Bill," said Grandma, "You've been going there for over 30 years! How could you get lost?"
Leaning close to Grandma so the police officer couldn't hear, he whispered, "Wasn't exactly lost. I was just too tired to walk home."

The answer to the estrogen bomb!

Boudreaux, in his eighties, got up one morning, and was putting on his coat, when his wife said, "Boudreaux, where you go?" The elderly Boudreaux replied, "Mais, I'm gonna go to da doctor, me."

Surprised his wife asked "Why, are you sick?" "No," Boudreaux said, "I'm gonna get me some of dem new Viagra pills."

With that, Boudreaux's equally elderly wife got up out of her rocker and started putting on her sweater.

Surprised, Boudreaux asked, "Now, where you goin?"

"Me, I'm goin to the doctor, too".

"Why?"

She said, matter-of-factly, "If you're going to start using that rusty, old thing again, I'm going to get a tetanus shot."