Freshly milked

Resting under a 25-foot-high tree, a Balinese farmhand saw a passing tourist.

Pointing upwards, he ventured, “Coconut? $2.”

“Sure,” said the tourist, grabbing her camera. “For an extra $2, can I photograph you?”

“Can.”

As the tourist clicked away, the farmhand plucked a coconut—from an adjacent 6-foot-high tree.

Modern day woes in Nursery Rhyme Land

Jack rubbed his head.

“It hurts,” he said.

“Here,” said Jill, passing him two Ibuprofen.

Jack washed them down with a beer and said “I’m gonna sue ‘em.”

“Who?

“The authorities for not clearing the snow.”

“Well, if you’d paid the utility bill, we wouldn’t have slipped fetching the water.”

What's in a name?

For the journalist, it wasn't just a useful tool.

It was his invention.

So, off he went to the Patent Office.

There, a clerk reviewed the application.

“Your signature’s missing,” she said.

And offered him a pen.

“I’ve my own, thanks” he replied.

Before proudly signing the form, ‘Lazlo Biro’.
 
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