Previous Bad Jokes of the Month

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Bad Joke of the Month for September 2002:

-Your joke goes here- email me a joke, it might just make here.

via You@bentcover.com

Bad Joke of the Month for August 2002:

A few years ago, while stationed at Fort Campbell, I was traveling from Indianapolis headed for the Kentucky border... when I saw a large sign... "LAST CHANCE FOR $1.25 GAS!"

I still had more than a quarter of a tank left, but figured I'd better take advantage of this opportunity to fill-up his tank at $1.25.

As I was getting my change from the attendant, I asked, "How much is gas in Kentucky?"

The attendant, without missing a beat, replied, "'bout a buck-ten."

via www.jokeaday.com

Bad Joke of the Month for July 2002:

Stacy, a RN, was unhappy with her job, so she submitted her resignation. She was sure she'd have no trouble finding a new position, because of the nursing shortage in her area. She e-mailed cover letters to dozens of potential employers and attached her resume to each one. Two weeks later, Stacy was dismayed and bewildered that she had not received even one request for an interview.

Finally she received a message from a prospective employer that explained the reason she hadn't heard from anyone else. It read: "Your resume was not attached as stated. I do, however, want to thank you for the vegetable lasagna recipe."

via CleanLaffs

Bad Joke of the Month for June 2002:

Once upon a time, there was a happy little fly buzzing around a barn when she happened upon a large pile of fresh cow manure. Since it had been hours since her last meal and she was feeling hunger pains, she flew down to the irresistible delicacy and began to pig out.

She ate... and ate... and then she ate some more! Finally, she decided she'd had plenty. She washed her face with her tiny front legs, belched a few times, and then attempted to fly away. But alas, she had eaten far too much and could not get off the ground. Wondering what to do about this unpleasant situation she looked around and spotted a pitchfork leaning upright against the barn wall. She'd found a solution! She realized if she could just climb up that handle and jump off to become airborne she would be able to fly again. So, she painstakingly, climbed to the top of the handle.

Once there, she took a deep breath, spread her tiny wings, and leaped confidently into the air. She dropped like a rock and splattered.

All over the floor...

Dead Fly....

What is the moral of this sad story?

"Never fly off the handle when you know you're full of poo-poo."

via Tom@Sheridan.IN