The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
My Least Favorite Pig Joke
by Regis Boff
There are three great pig jokes. Here’s my least favorite.
A guy is walking down a country lane and runs into an apple orchard. He sees a farmer holding up a big fat pig up so the animal can eat the apples right off the tree.
The pig eats half an apple; then the farmer moves him to the next one. “ Why don’t you just shake the tree and let that pig eat the apples off the ground?” says the traveler. “It is such a waste of time.”
The farmer looks at the man for a long moment, then says, “ But what is time to a pig ?”